You know everyone’s favourite saying for a new parent, ‘sleep when they sleep’? You know how you sort of poo poo this with your first baby, e.g. “well when is the cooking and cleaning going to get done” etc?
Totally changes with baby no. 2.
Sleep when they sleep? Hell freaking yes. Absolutely. Show me the bed. If you are lucky enough to experience the magical moment when both of your babies sleep at the same time, you must sleep too. It’s imperative for your sanity’s sake.
I know I harp on about nap times a lot but there is a reason I have started with this today.
That dreaded moment all parent’s fear has occurred. E has dropped her naps. *sobs*
There wasn’t even an ease into it so I would know it was coming and be able to prepare myself for the heartache. No warning. Nothing. Just, one day she had a three hour nap, the next, point blank refusal and my child was taken over by a demon. I feel like I’m in mourning over the death of a loved one.
Come 4pm, the tiredness really shows it’s hold over E and she hates everyone and everything. I try and win her over with “Do you want to see Daddy? Daddy’s coming home today!” “NO. I NOT SEE DADDY” (She does want to really) and at that point, it’s best to let her tantrum play out whilst
crying thinking to myself “well you should have bloody gone to sleep then!”
Toys get thrown, doors get slammed and feet are stomped.
It’s clearly very hard work being a two year old.
This would be fine if she slept through. She used to, she used to be an angel with her sleeping and nap routine but because Daddy isn’t home, things are turned upon their heads. Now we have a regular 2.30AM request of Pokoyo (some random kids show which is surprisingly quite funny) and milk. I don’t give in to Pokoyo but I do get the milk. This may be creating a habit but at 2.30, sleep deprivation and the risk of a smaller baby waking up are higher on my priority list.
Thankfully G has a pretty solid sleeping routine, brought in by himself! Good two – three hours in the morning, then bed at 6pm till morning. This doesn’t usually waver unless, those bastard teeth or if I trip over things on my way out after going in to gaze lovingly at his gorgeous sleeping self. I trip over / knock into things more times than I would like. You’d think I’d learn / pick up the crap from the floor.
We’re heavily in to weaning with little G now. I forgot how messy baby led weaning can be! I mean, seriously. We went out and gave him tomato pasta – it was like it had exploded and hit everything. Granted it was my fault as I hadn’t brought a bib but in my defence, it was a pretty impromptu decision to go out for food whilst on a ‘quick’ trip to the shop. I love it though, he looks so
hilarious proud of himself sucking up those strands of sphagetti!
Also, BLW makes for some serious contenders for the ’embarrassing photos of when you were a baby’ award. He’s gonna hate me when he’s older.
We try where we can to buy organic and make everything fresh but sometimes, I don’t care. Like, I really don’t care. Exhaustion changes you to your very core. I caught E licking water from the dog bowl and eating the dog food the other day so I’m not sure she’s really that fussed either.
Since the food started, he dropped quite a lot of his milk feeds. I also had a wedding to go to which meant he had over 24 hours of bottle feeding and definitely decided he preferred the bottle. He then started to wean himself off of breastfeeding at around 6 months and completely at 7 months. I had high hopes for continuing to a year but clearly G had other ideas. My boobs clearly just weren’t good enough for him! I still express which to be honest is a complete pain in the arse and I’m barely making an ounce a time (used to be at least 5 ) so the whole thing feels pretty unfruitful. I am determined that one way or another though, he will get some God damn booby milk! Even if I only have enough for a bottle once every 3 days!
That’s my lot for today. I’d like to say that I’m off to bed but I have about 7238954 cleaning jobs to do and the shop shuts in half hour (icecream is needed to complete said cleaning tasks.)