Well 6 days ago as we were getting ready for the boys bedtime my youngest dare devil managed to jump forehead first into the window sill instead of his pillow. 6 stitches and 2 hours later we were finally able to complete bedtime.
The stitches just came out today. Hopefully, with consistent use of scar cream he won’t have a nasty scar…. And well if he does it will make an interesting story or even lie.
My goodness though my mind was racing and calm at the same time. I know thus won’t be my last hospital trip with the boys.
My oldest told me today that he wanted to sleep story (dream) about snakes and spiders… Um ok! Sure go right on ahead kiddo!
He got the term sleep story from the “land before time” tv series.
For the moment I’ve decided to revert into a private blog. I need to delete some pics and maybe even some posts. In this age of technology you don’t know who is looking at your info and for now I’d prefer that be only me.
We shall see.
So middle of the night weaning is a success! Morning, afternoon and before bed nursing is still active! My mom tells me to just do it cold turkey but I can’t. I think to her it is a 2 yr old on the breast sucking the breast. To me it is my baby, a young toddler “nursing” for comfort and some milk.
Anyways, we are back to nursing before bed. I am back in the rocking chair and nursing him to sleep. Once he is asleep I lay him down in his bed next to his brother… Then I lay next to his brother, my oldest, say a prayer and hold him until he too is asleep.
This is peaceful and sometimes I fall asleep…. Way different from a yr ago when I used to yell at my oldest to get back in bed, no not another story, no I can’t stay in the room… Etc…
Now there is peace…..
On another note both boys sometimes wake up at night and come to my room. I simply get up and go when them to their room and sleep on their bed with them. (we pushed two twin sized beds together)
Some people may not like the arrangement we have but it is working better for me… For the most part….
Side note: don’t know if I’ve mentioned this but come the end if summer we are moving to TN for my hubby to do seminary…..
Some houses try to hide the fact That children shelter there, Ours boasts it quite openly, The signs are everywhere. For smears are on the windows, Little smudges are on the doors I should apologize, I guess For toys strewn on the floor. But I sat down with my child And we played and laughed and read And if the doorbell doesn’t shine, His eyes will shine instead. For when at times I’m forced to choose The one job or the other, I’d like to cook and clean and scrub, But first I’ll be a mother. ~ Author Unknown
I’ve been struggling lately with my place in life… Where I am, where I will be and where I’m going… I feel like fighting the walks that entrap me. Is this a mid-life crisis