Last week was a momentus one for our little family! Wednesday was Liam's first day of kindergarten <3 I can't believe that he's already off to school, it seems like just yesterday that we brought him home from the hospital... I know, I know, how much more cliche can you get? And before I became a parent I would have totally agreed with you, but it's true... time flies by faster than you realize until some milestone comes along to remind you of how much time has passed and how little you've paid attention!
Rowan also started a new phase, he's going to a new daycare now. And he's going by himself! It's the first time in his life that he won't spend all day, everyday with his big brother. I was so concerned about how he was going to handle the big change; I talked with him about it for DAYS ahead of time, making it sound like the best daycare EVER and how lucky he was to get to go there and what a big boy he is now that he's going to daycare by himself. He was pretty stoked, he even rubbed it in Liam's face a couple of times for good measure!
So the big day comes and Rowan is going to daycare for a whole day all by himself! Liam hasn't started kindergarted just yet, he has to spend one whole day and part of three more days at the fill in babysitter's by himself. We're in the car on the way to town and Rowan starts talking about how he's so excited and he's going to play with all the new toys and tell his new "daycare lady" all about what we did on the weekend. I was feeling pretty good about preparing him and making it a seemless transition for him! That is until Liam figured out what was going on...
It turns out that I was prepping the wrong kid! Liam flipped and had a TOTAL meltdown in the back seat! He started crying and blubbering about missing his little brother and what was he going to do all day without him! I started trying to calm him down, telling him that he gets to start kindergarten the next day and it's only one day by himself at the fill in sitter... I was concerned that he was going to get Rowan going and that he wouldn't want me to leave him at the new daycare... but once again, I was WAY off base!
Rowan starts telling Liam "it's okay" and "we'll see each other after Mommy's finished work" and "we can tell each other all about our day when we are driving home tonight"! It was so cute, in the end it was Rowan that got Liam to stop crying. And when I dropped him off he had no problem walking right into the daycare and barely even let me hug and kiss him goodbye!
That night when Neil got home Rowan told him "I went to my new babysitters today and I didn't even CRY!!!" It was pretty cute ;-)
Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
I just want to be left alone....
Now I'm sure that if I said those 7 words to any other mother, or woman for that matter, that she would say "okay, I get it, we'll talk later, get some rest" or something equally sympathetic.
These are the exact words that I said, repeatedly, to my husband and children last night and what did they say to me in response? I'm sure you're thinking "well, they must have understood that you were exhausted and feeling awful (what with you curled up in a ball under the covers in your bed at 6:30 in the evening) and they immediately left you alone and fended for themselves for the evening".... you're wrong, terribly terribly wrong!!
Instead, my children bombarded me with questions and demands... "we're hungry, when's Daddy coming home, why do kittens lick their bums, where's my teddy bear, etc etc etc infinity" and my husband (who I will give some credit too and say that he's usually a pretty understanding guy) "aww, you're not feeling well? are you gonna live? did you even start supper? so I had to update my cell phone today and I lost, like, 90% of my contacts! how do I fix that? can you help me get them back?"
SERIOUSLY!!! This is what I was listening too, while lying there feeling like total shit and just wanting to get some sleep! I'm usually a pretty decent mother and wife... if I feel awful I'll cook a half arsed meal for my family, you know, Kraft Dinner with chopped up wieners and some steamed broccoli. I usually wait to crawl pathetically into bed until the kids are asleep and I've have a little chat with my husband about his day. But yesterday I was so exhausted that I considered pulling over on the side of the road on my way home to have a little nap because I thought I might fall asleep driving. But then I realized that there was no way the kids would be quiet in the back seat while I got a few winks and made them sing the alphabet song until we got home to keep me from crashing into the ditch! Ask my coworkers, I almost fell asleep at my computer yesterday afternoon! I think the reason that I was so tired was that I wasn't feeling well (I may as well tell you, it's my period, I had cramps and felt nauseous all day and it always wears me out and makes me so tired I can hardly function).
I've already told you that Neil is usually a pretty understanding guy. He doesn't have a problem with me making crappy dinner for them when I feel shitty and he gets that once a month I have a couple of days where I need extra rest and down time. But I guess yesterday he forgot that he's supposed to leave me alone when I say "I JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE"!! I almost threw the lamp off my bedside table at his head!
But they eventually got the message and stopped bothering me. I did get over 10 hours of sleep last night. Not completely uninterrupted, but whatever. And when I was in the shower this morning Liam came into the bathroom and informed me that he'd peed the bed. And when I went into Rowan's room to help him get dressed for the day I saw that he'd also peed the bed. So I had to do a load of laundry before I left the house this morning. But I was so well rested that I didn't give a shit!
Thanks for reading this post! I wasn't planning on using this blog to complain about things that don't bear complaining about. My life is pretty damned good compared to the lives of 90% the rest of the world. But I was just so annoyed last night that I felt the need to vent and I figured my few readers would understand and even empathize with my woes.
These are the exact words that I said, repeatedly, to my husband and children last night and what did they say to me in response? I'm sure you're thinking "well, they must have understood that you were exhausted and feeling awful (what with you curled up in a ball under the covers in your bed at 6:30 in the evening) and they immediately left you alone and fended for themselves for the evening".... you're wrong, terribly terribly wrong!!
Instead, my children bombarded me with questions and demands... "we're hungry, when's Daddy coming home, why do kittens lick their bums, where's my teddy bear, etc etc etc infinity" and my husband (who I will give some credit too and say that he's usually a pretty understanding guy) "aww, you're not feeling well? are you gonna live? did you even start supper? so I had to update my cell phone today and I lost, like, 90% of my contacts! how do I fix that? can you help me get them back?"
SERIOUSLY!!! This is what I was listening too, while lying there feeling like total shit and just wanting to get some sleep! I'm usually a pretty decent mother and wife... if I feel awful I'll cook a half arsed meal for my family, you know, Kraft Dinner with chopped up wieners and some steamed broccoli. I usually wait to crawl pathetically into bed until the kids are asleep and I've have a little chat with my husband about his day. But yesterday I was so exhausted that I considered pulling over on the side of the road on my way home to have a little nap because I thought I might fall asleep driving. But then I realized that there was no way the kids would be quiet in the back seat while I got a few winks and made them sing the alphabet song until we got home to keep me from crashing into the ditch! Ask my coworkers, I almost fell asleep at my computer yesterday afternoon! I think the reason that I was so tired was that I wasn't feeling well (I may as well tell you, it's my period, I had cramps and felt nauseous all day and it always wears me out and makes me so tired I can hardly function).
I've already told you that Neil is usually a pretty understanding guy. He doesn't have a problem with me making crappy dinner for them when I feel shitty and he gets that once a month I have a couple of days where I need extra rest and down time. But I guess yesterday he forgot that he's supposed to leave me alone when I say "I JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE"!! I almost threw the lamp off my bedside table at his head!
But they eventually got the message and stopped bothering me. I did get over 10 hours of sleep last night. Not completely uninterrupted, but whatever. And when I was in the shower this morning Liam came into the bathroom and informed me that he'd peed the bed. And when I went into Rowan's room to help him get dressed for the day I saw that he'd also peed the bed. So I had to do a load of laundry before I left the house this morning. But I was so well rested that I didn't give a shit!
Thanks for reading this post! I wasn't planning on using this blog to complain about things that don't bear complaining about. My life is pretty damned good compared to the lives of 90% the rest of the world. But I was just so annoyed last night that I felt the need to vent and I figured my few readers would understand and even empathize with my woes.
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