There was a time when all we read were books about trucks. And cars. And occasionally trains. And while he still loves those types of books, Lucas now has more sophisticated taste. After all, he is now a pre-schooler.
Right now he is on a Dr. Seuss kick. He LOVES “Green Eggs and Ham,””The Sneetches,” “Oh the Things You Can Think,” “Mr. Brown Can Moo” and his all time favorite – “What Was I Scared Of?”. He loves that book and will ask Jon or I to read it several times in a row and several times a day. It also comes in the car with us when we leave.
I love that he loves Dr. Seuss and that his love of reading is so strong at only age three. Ah, to be the son of two teachers…
What books are your kiddos into?
We’ve discovered a new trick that we just couldn’t help but share. If you’ve ever had one of those exhausting nights when your little one won’t sleep, and seems to just cry-cry-cry. You tried nursing, you tried a snack, a drink–everything your over-tired brain could conceive of. But nothing helps!
Try this: hold the child facing forward. One arm under her rear, the other across her chest and under her arms. With most of the lights dimmed in the house, walk quickly around from room to room. It instantly distracts them from throwing a fit. They may even giggle a little.
As you bounce through each room quickly, be extra careful not to lose balance.
Meltdowns can be embarrassing. As much as we know that it is not our fault as parents, or even our kiddo’s fault – that he is just tired, hungry, cranky or possibly all of the above and has a hang nail – it can still be embarrassing. I always try not to let it get to me. It happens to every parent, and if some one says something or gives a judgmental glare, well PFFFT!!! to them, cause they live in some Utopia that is nonexistent in my world.
Co-sleeping can be a challenge. As priceless as those snuggles are, adding an additional person to the bed can make for crammed quarters. When Liam was born we had one king bed and were already co-sleeping with Lucas. Of course I was worried about co sleeping with a baby and a toddler so I bought an Armsreach co-sleeper. It didn’t work. Just like Lucas, he wanted to be in bed with us, and I wanted to be in bed with him. I didn’t feel like it was fair to co-sleep with one and not the other. I really wanted to bond in that way with both my children. So we went and bought another king bed and let me tell you it was the best thing we ever did.
We now have two king beds side by side and everyone has plenty of room. Sometimes I sleep with Lucas, sometimes I sleep with Liam, sometimes they sleep together. And here’s a shocker – hubby and I get to sleep together too, with no littles in the bed! But we still have the comfort of knowing that our children are safe beside us. Don’t get me wrong, a lot of nights we play musical beds I go from one bed to the other as I try to make room for myself as one kid kicks me in the head and the other has turned sideways to lay their head on my belly. And eventually they follow me. But I don’t mind, we all have plenty of room and we are all together, we’re all safe, and I know this is not going to last forever. I’m embracing it and loving every minute cause I know soon enough to be in their room having sleepovers with friends and not wanting to come snuggle with Mama.
Happy New Year to all of you! We had a very calm New Year, home with the kids, who were up later than usual because of the fireworks, but then they finally passed out right before midnight and Jon and I watched the ball drop together. It was perfect. Calm and perfect.
I don’t have much time to read books these days, so I am very careful about the ones I select. I have two categories I choose from – parenting and work. Both things I feel like you can never learn too much about. Both things that are always changing and evolving. Right now, I am reading “Beyond The Sling” by Mayim Bialik, and I couldn’t be more surprised at how much I like it.
I am just getting into it and am about a quarter way through. I am not really one for celebrities who write books, so I didn’t go into it expecting much. However, so far, I am very pleased. It is a very good book on Attachment Parenting. Instead of explaining so much of how to Attachment Parent, she explains the reasons behind it and gives real life examples of implementing it into her lifestyle.
I used one of the foreword quotes on my Facebook page yesterday, because right off the bat, it struck a nerve with me. In a good way. The quote was,
“A parents instincts will guide you and even comfort and reassure you better than the advice of any doctor grandparents or friends.”
It goes on to explain that in today’s society parents are often encouraged to “try to get your infant to eat a little less, sleep a little longer, be picked up a little less” which results in the baby/parent relationship becoming smaller. It teaches the baby that “his mom and dad, the two people in the word that you can count on day and night, 24/7, to be there and love you, really aren’t there when you are scared at 3 am or hungry a little earlier that the books said you should be. ”
While Jenivieve has been recovering from the perfect, other-wordly birth of our second son, we’ve had a few major breakthroughs.
First is, how can you possibly love another child as much as you do your beloved first son?
And second, do I have to somehow pull love-juice from our first son in order to level the playing field and give both children the same energy and compassion?
It turns out that every mother/father of more than one child feels this way. You anticipate your first born. You get ready the best you can, then all of your best laid plans go out the window and into the wonderful whirlwind that is parenting. The trial and error, ups and downs of raising a youngster.
Then just as you have started to figure out your first born, in comes the emotional rush of another. As you hold the newborn in your arms, your toddler looks up at you–asking for you to pick him up as well.
The night we took Lucas home and laid down for bed, we were gazing into each other’s eyes. It was the most incredible, breathtaking experience. He was so alert, so into me, and I was so into him. It brought tears to my eyes, and I thanked him for choosing me to be his mommy.
I have been reflecting a bit these past few weeks, thinking about how my life has changed since I had my little angel. I cannot count the ways, and I don’t regret a thing. I am the happiest I have ever been, even though my life is harder than it has ever been. I have a whole new purpose, a reason to be happy and enjoy life to the fullest no matter what happens in the daily grind. My son is my LIFE and I am not sure how I ever got by without him. Now we are about to add to our family, another little angel will be here soon. One year from now I want to refer back to this post and see how much more life has changed!
Things I Didn’t Know Before I Became A Parent…
- I didn’t know what tired really was. Seriously, I used to live to sleep. Now I sleep to live. I am lucky if I get three hours straight, and more than six in a night. If you would have told me this prior to having a child, I would have said it would be impossible for me! I am a sleeper! But somehow, I have adapted. Often when given the chance to get some extra sleep I opt for some personal time with a TV show or magazine. Shocking.
- I didn’t know how much I could drive myself insane with worry… Seriously, have you ever read the Daily Mail? It is a totally evil, addicting site. They have every kind of “news” on there that you can think of. Everything from Jessica Simpson’s pregnancy indulgences, to the latest horrific kidnapping and murder. It is enough to make you lose any hope of sleep, make you want to microchip your child, and keep them in a giant bubble for safe keeping.
- I didn’t know how much computer hard drive I would need… Um, it is sad. I went from having TONS of room, to nothing. I had to move stuff onto my husband’s laptop to make room for more… PICTURES. I take TONS of pictures. I am not exaggerating. I sometimes put my camera on burst mode, where I can take several pictures in a minute (I don’t want to miss his smile as he slides down the slide!). The problem – I can’t delete any of them! I feel too guilty – they are ALL adorable! The result is a hard drive full of pictures and no room for anything else).
- I didn’t know how messy the house could get in .01 seconds. I was known for my OCD. I used to break down the house daily – sweeping, mopping, bathrooms – you name it. But now, when I get around to cleaning, it is still messy. It drives me nuts! Especially when I sweep and mop and then Lucas throws his food and drink on the floor ruining my hard work. But I have learned to adapt. For the most part. Sometimes I drive my hubby crazy because instead of relaxing, I choose to clean. Old habits die hard.
- I didn’t know how much I could love someone. There are no words to describe the love I have for Lucas and Liam – who is still in my belly cooking! Lucas has changed my life in nothing but wonderful ways – he is my life, my everything. He makes me smile no matter what, he gives me patience, makes me want to be a better person, the best mother, and give him and Liam the best possible childhood and start to life that is possible. When you hear people say, “I would die for my child” it is no joke. I wouldn’t think twice. My life, and everything I do is for my baby boy, and his soon to be little brother.
My sons, Lucas and Liam, I love you more than anything in this universe. Thank you for being my babies and choosing me to be your mommy! I am blessed beyond words.
Gosh it’s nice to have someone else do the cooking and cleaning. Heck, it’s even better to have someone cart all of your food to you and keep your drink topped off.
What’s not so nice is having your not-so-thrilled little one throw a complete fit after only a few moments of peace at the table.
It usually starts really well. Menus are being passed around, drink orders are taken, and our 21 month old is interested enough in the hustle and bustle around him to stay cool.
Then comes stage two: placing an order. By now he has lost interest in the coloring page, and all of the crayons are on the floor.
In today’s world, it’s hard to know what’s what. As if being a parent could be any more terrifying, now we’re met with all sorts of contrary reports.
What’s “okay” for your little one on Monday may suddenly be linked to some disorder by Friday.
Our job is to sift through the mayhem and find what feels right, and what has been at least proven to be righteous.
Old wives tales have been replaced with fleeting studies and scary headlines.