Liam was yelling. YELLING from his room . He told me before, "I yelled really, really loud," when he wanted to wake me up. It worked. We got up. Four a.m. I tried snuggling up with an old comforter and pillow on the loveseat-he wanted the couch, and I was too tired to argue-but he wouldn't stop talking. Finally, I gave up. Some strong coffee and some internet, and I am awake. Sort of.
He went in the bedroom and woke Gabriel. Some nursing and Gabe is now playing on the livingroom floor. I . feel. sick. from fatigue.
I looked through some cottage blogs which was fun. Just type in cottage blogs and you will find all sorts of lovely blogs with darling pictures, and fabulous looking lives. It makes me want to do this and that to my house, but I suppose a little at time is good enough. I always want to be all or nothing.
Actually, the best thing for my house's decor, will be when Gabe outgrows all the baby paraphernalia. The big round jumpy seat, the bouncer (I think he has outgrown this), the activity mat, the various toys strewn about. The toys have stretched beyond Liam's room again; I need to weed through them.
I was having a lot of pain while breastfeeding for the last month. At first, I thought it was because my supply was so low from all the time in the hospital, but it was still lasting on the right side, to the point of almost tears, when Gabe latched on and pulled off. Finally I broke down and bought the cheapest Evenflo electric pump. I have found if it isn't electric, it won't work for me. It's not the best pump as I can only get an ounce in about ten minutes, but it's enough to relieve the pressure during the day. I can nurse on that side at night, for some reason, I think because he isn't tugging and pulling and trying to look around the room. I used to make light of other people's nursing/nipple pain, but now that I have it, I can say it sucks. Thankfully, I only had mastitis once with Gabe (not at all with Liam). That is pain. I just want to prevent it now. I was in so much pain, I thought of weaning him, even though he is only six months.
Gabriel has one little tooth poking through, another one near. It's hard to watch him grow, but my tired body is looking forward to the freedom of an older kid, too. It'll come. He scoots all over and has to be watched carefully. Liam is quite pleasant. I can't believe he will be three at the end of April. He is a lot of company. He talks all the time. He loves to talk, and he will tell you so. I just don't like this four in the morning thing. He drags his blanket and pillow on the floor nearly every night. Last night, he was sleeping, and spilled his glass of water, which he also brought to floor all over his quilt. That's why he was yelling for me.
He has actually been pulling his underwear down to use the potty. He would go if he was naked (unless he was just in a "mood") in the potty, but we are tired of him running around naked, so I made a sticker chart. Each time he pulls his pants down (or asks for help) to use the potty, he gets a sticker. The past two days have been pretty good. He has seven stickers I think. When the chart is full (30 stickers), I promised him the toy chainsaw he wants.
Yawn. Have a good one.
He went in the bedroom and woke Gabriel. Some nursing and Gabe is now playing on the livingroom floor. I . feel. sick. from fatigue.
I looked through some cottage blogs which was fun. Just type in cottage blogs and you will find all sorts of lovely blogs with darling pictures, and fabulous looking lives. It makes me want to do this and that to my house, but I suppose a little at time is good enough. I always want to be all or nothing.
Actually, the best thing for my house's decor, will be when Gabe outgrows all the baby paraphernalia. The big round jumpy seat, the bouncer (I think he has outgrown this), the activity mat, the various toys strewn about. The toys have stretched beyond Liam's room again; I need to weed through them.
I was having a lot of pain while breastfeeding for the last month. At first, I thought it was because my supply was so low from all the time in the hospital, but it was still lasting on the right side, to the point of almost tears, when Gabe latched on and pulled off. Finally I broke down and bought the cheapest Evenflo electric pump. I have found if it isn't electric, it won't work for me. It's not the best pump as I can only get an ounce in about ten minutes, but it's enough to relieve the pressure during the day. I can nurse on that side at night, for some reason, I think because he isn't tugging and pulling and trying to look around the room. I used to make light of other people's nursing/nipple pain, but now that I have it, I can say it sucks. Thankfully, I only had mastitis once with Gabe (not at all with Liam). That is pain. I just want to prevent it now. I was in so much pain, I thought of weaning him, even though he is only six months.
Gabriel has one little tooth poking through, another one near. It's hard to watch him grow, but my tired body is looking forward to the freedom of an older kid, too. It'll come. He scoots all over and has to be watched carefully. Liam is quite pleasant. I can't believe he will be three at the end of April. He is a lot of company. He talks all the time. He loves to talk, and he will tell you so. I just don't like this four in the morning thing. He drags his blanket and pillow on the floor nearly every night. Last night, he was sleeping, and spilled his glass of water, which he also brought to floor all over his quilt. That's why he was yelling for me.
He has actually been pulling his underwear down to use the potty. He would go if he was naked (unless he was just in a "mood") in the potty, but we are tired of him running around naked, so I made a sticker chart. Each time he pulls his pants down (or asks for help) to use the potty, he gets a sticker. The past two days have been pretty good. He has seven stickers I think. When the chart is full (30 stickers), I promised him the toy chainsaw he wants.
Yawn. Have a good one.
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