Today was one of those days that I would have preferred to stay in bed. Except that even if I was given the luxury of getting to stay in bed all day my mind wouldn't let me. I am one of those who as soon as my eyes are open it's a cue to my brain to begin listing all the things that need to be done, haven't been done and should have been done yesterday and all the consequences if those things don't get done.
Nathan has been teething terribly this week. I have gone back and forth in my mind trying to figure out if it's teething or if he's really coming down with something. You would think that having four kids I would have finally figured out the difference between teething and sickness. Well I haven't! With each kid a new experience comes with it. I wouldn't trade it for anything, but times like this I do wish they were a little more consistent. So along with this crazy teething/sickness comes the constant waking up in the middle of the night. I feel like he has gone back to his newborn days only I am not running on that adrenaline that hits those first two weeks of life. He's almost a year and has been sleeping through the night for quite some time and so... I am tired! T-I-R-E-D!
What is it about those first couple of weeks after you have a baby?? Who knows maybe it's just me but I have never felt so energized than I do right after the baby is born. Really, wish I could have bottled that up some how. I would come home from the hospital, my mom was always there and dad would come shortly after. The thought was that I would need all the help I could get those first few days because well... I just had a baby. Only for me, I was energized, I loved having my mom there and didn't want to miss one second with her. I would get up early, stay up too late, try to help in the kitchen then my dad would scold (so scold may not be the correct word for this time period but just go with it) me and tell me I was doing too much. I loved it I wish I could figure out how to get that same sort of adrenaline without having to birth another child. It was always about week three that suddenly my body would say "whoa there! I'm not sure if you're aware or not but you just had a baby....SIT DOWN...STOP MOVING!!!" and here I am 11 months later and my body seems to be saying the same thing. Well except the "you just had a baby" part.
Speaking of 11 months my little Baby Tot is going to be 1 soon. Which just reminds me that time is passing too quickly in our home. Can someone please tell me how to slow it down???
And so to end my little post today I will take a stroll down memory lane....
My conversation with Erin when she was 2. We were sitting in my parents kitchen right before her bed time and she insisted on having a snack.
Erin: "Mom can I have some cheerios?"
Me: "I guess"
Erin finishes her bowl and proceeds to ask for more.
Erin: "Mom can I have some more"
Me: " Oh no, I think one bowl is enough for tonight"
Erin: " I didn't ask for another bowl I asked for more cheerios!"
Just another day in paradise!