I have obviously neglected this blog page for an extended amount of time. No worries, I haven't dropped off the face of the planet, I've just been a bit "distracted". Let's get caught up!
We're definitely still busy at our household. Wrestling season is over, finishing up with a tasty banquet. Dance, cheer and girl scouts are still in full swing, but Joe can help a bit more with kiddo patrol since he no longer has practice! This past week has been pretty rough for me. (Get out your cheese, because I'm getting ready to whine.) As Myer will be 14 months old this month, I decided I really needed to bear down on weaning him. Don't get me wrong, he was only nursing at bedtime and when he woke up during the night. (That's right, he still doesn't sleep through the night. Kailyn didn't until she was 18 months old!) Anyway, it's taken me a while because at 1:30am, when there's a baby screaming at the top of his lungs because he doesn't want his pacifier or sippy cup of water, I'd rather just put him on the breast than have him wake up Joe and Kailyn. Monday night I got down to business, though. I nursed him at bedtime, but when he woke up at 1am, I let him scream at me for an hour until he finally took his pacifier and went to sleep. Same story at 3am. The next day, I was in an extreme amount of pain. I haven't ever felt anything quite like it. I decided that while I was already going to die, I may as well just cut Myer off totally. Tuesday night, Myer went to bed fine and woke up twice, but took a swig or two of water and his pacifier and went right back to sleep. I slept for about an hour because I was in that much pain. It honestly felt like alligators were trying to hatch out of my boobs. I slept with ice and took ibuprofen, but nothing helped. Wednesday, Joe and I did some research on the internet and found that cabbage was about the most popular cure for pain and swelling. (Not that Joe has minded the swelling.....) So, being the awesome hubby he is, he brought me a head of cabbage to work and I started making coleslaw in my bra. Eh, it was ok, but once the cabbage was room temperature, it no longer helped, so I had to reload a lot. My mom picks Kailyn up on Wednesday's, so she was nice enough to bring me some major ice packs that my stepdad has for his neck. They were like icebergs from heaven. While everyone was outside playing, I went in to do some icing and start supper. (No worries, it wasn't cabbage.) A bit later, my mom came in and said that Kailyn was having a major meltdown. It started off she wasn't ready to come in, but blossomed into she didn't want Mimi or Papa to go inside, and finally that she was sure her Mom didn't love her as much as Myer. Well that does wonders for a Mother's self esteem. Not only am I in the midst of an emotional separation from my one last baby, never to have another cuddly newborn who yearns for me, now my daughter thinks I don't love her. Should I just take the ice packs off and die a deserving, slow, painful death?! And my mom kept on and on and on about it, as if I didn't feel horrible enough, so I finally said the obvious, "I get it, Mom, how many times have I told you how I think Aaron is your favorite, or how many times did I threaten to move in with dad because you didn't give me what I wanted?" I know this is in no way, something to ignore, but she's 7 and she's a girl. Us girls, we're dramatic. I'm doing my very best to split myself evenly between 2 children, a husband, my job, 3 dogs and my household duties, but sometimes it's hard. To be brutally honest, I haven't slept through the night since I was six months pregnant with Myer. For those of you who are as great at math as me, that's 17 months without a full night's sleep. Needless to say, I'm tired. No matter, I will continue to be the best I can and hope it works! I don't plan on saying anything to Kailyn, because I'm afraid she'll know my Mom told me what she said and that will crush her barrier of trust. Like I said, I'll just do my best. Back on track, Wednesday night, Myer did well again going back to sleep, other than kicking me in the boob once, almost sending me to Saturn through our roof. Yesterday was St.Patrick's Day and Kailyn's Spring Parent Teacher Conference. I was in much less pain all day, not applying cabbage or ice at all! Kailyn's Conference was FAB, duh! She is accelling everyday and is beyond ready for 2nd grade ;) She is an amazing storywriter, mathmetician, speller and is well on her way to being an excellent time teller and money counter! We went to the bookfair afterwards and got a couple books (they were buy one get one free) before heading home and then to cheer. I will tell you, however, that Kailyn's teacher did mention that she always teases Kailyn about her brothers. She'll try to get her to say something bad about them, but she just never will.....I don't know. Anyway, Myer only woke up once last night, so that rocks!
Today, Kailyn doesn't have school, so she is having a playdate with Gma! They will have tons of fun for sure. Then she'll go to her dad's tonight for the weekend. Myer is playing with the other kiddos at Mandi's and hopefully not being a bully.....he's kind of rotten these days if you haven't gathered that :( I have done LOTS of work this week, but made sure to get it all finished up yesterday and plan on having a very easy Friday! I hope it doesn't rain too much this weekend, I'd like to play outside! Thanks for letting me cry on your shoulder for a bit, I feel much better now ;) Bob Marley said,
"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!
"Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")
Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
"Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"
But my own son? No. No. No. Ha, ha, ha, I always joked about him taking "Team Edward" very seriously, but it was always a joke, right? Right.....I think. Remember that whole, "hopefully not being a bully.....he's kind of rotten these days if you haven't gathered that :( " statement in my last post? Mandi called less than 5 minutes after pressing the [PUBLISH POST] button to tell me that my son had bitten another boy.....came up behind him and bit him in the neckish region. She reassured me that "kids bite", that "it didn't leave a mark" and that "he's only 1", but I may go to the grocery store and buy some garlic cloves just in case.
