We have had a crazy week! I know that is a cliche statement, but this time it literally explains this past week! All of our kiddos have been little pills lately. We have had to deal with multiple tantrums, meltdowns, bad attitudes, and overall crankiness. Has not been fun to say the least. The weather continues to be about as comfortable as sitting in an oven, and that has made for very difficult outings.
So much has seemed to go on with baby brother this past week, but I will try to save most of it and talk about it tomorrow. I will say, though, that his little gums still seem to be bothering him, and his has not wanted to sleep well, or be away from Momma at all. He has also developed a very scary yell for urgency. If you don’t attend to his cries fast enough, he lets out a horrible wail. This is especially not fun when he is right near your ear. Or when he is in the bath and it is echoing, and you have a horrible migraine. I know this from experience.
It hasn’t been just baby brother this week. For whatever reason, little sister has been overly whiny, and it is making everyone in the house feel very uncomfortable and stressed. It isn’t really over anything particular, just most things in general. When she doesn’t get her way (obviously), but even when she does, she still whines or cries for some reason. Also, she has been having lots of potty accidents, which are very frustrating. She is still very good about going herself when she needs to, except when she has to go “number 2”. She just doesn’t want to go. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), she can’t hold it as long as big brother did (for days at a time), so when it becomes too much for her, she ends up having an accident. It only there wasn’t a baby and an boy with a negative attitude requiring my constant attention, cleaning her up would be so much easier.
Big brother has been asking so many questions lately. Normally, we embrace his questions and encourage them, but his questions lately have been “Why do I have to…” or “Why are you always making me…” and my least favorite “Why are you always telling me to…”. Not sure why we seem to have a teenager all of a sudden, but he seems to be questioning every direction we have been giving him. Very frustrating!
Earlier in the week, Momma just about lost it! We had far too many errands to run in the afternoon, which included a trip to the grocery store. We had planned on going to the grocery store that has the play area for the kids so Momma didn’t have to deal with our older two while shopping, and they were very much looking forward to playing with all the toys. Well, it ended up being closed for some reason. Of course, little sister starts crying, and big brother pulls out his negative attitude, accompanied by his scowl and heavy sighs. Baby brother wiggled, squirmed and cried. Though I wanted to just turn around and come home, we carried on with coupons in hand, and 3 tired kiddos hanging off Momma and the shopping cart. We made it through our trip, but sister had us stopped everything we were doing twice to use the potty. Then, as we were checking out, she had to go again, and because she hadn’t gone “number 2” all day, I was afraid she was going to have an accident. Thankfully she didn’t, but I was soooo exhausted from holding a heavy baby, pushing the heavy shopping cart full of groceries and baby brother’s carseat, and the heat from the weather was making me feel hot, sweaty, sticky and all around uncomfortable. Not to mention little sister had to use the potty at pretty much every place we had been to before the grocery store. By the time I got us and the groceries into the car, I didn’t know if I even had any energy left for the drive home. I was soooo tuckered out! I called Daddy to let him know we were on our way home, and he told me that the nurses had called from the pediatricians office to finally give us the results from sister’s procedures she had the past Thursday. I had already called them and talked to them about 2-3 hours earlier. Though I shouldn’t have, I felt even more frustrated at their incompetence and I started to cry. It probably wasn’t the doctors office call, I was just so tired and couldn’t process anymore emotions. Thankfully, I pulled myself together and we made it home and through the rest of the evening.
In addition to all the stress in the house, Daddy has had to have a tooth pulled, and it isn’t healing well. He has already been back to the oral surgeon, and will need more follow up appointments to make sure the bone and area around the pulled tooth will heal the way they should. He has pain medicine in addition to an antibiotic, but he is still in extreme amounts of pain. This is very hard to watch for all of us.
This weekend, we had planned on the kids going to visit Grammy and Grampa so Momma and Daddy could decompress and relax a bit. Also, there is a bit of housework that Momma was hoping to catch up on. Well, randomly, Daddy thought it would be fun for just the two of us to hit up a few garage sales in the area without the kiddos at our heals. Daddy NEVER wants to go ‘garage sailing’. I was very surprised, but happily agreed. Well, just down one block from our house, the very first garage sale we came upon, we ended up with a big purchase. We weren’t expecting to find a bunk bed that would fit so well for our family. We got a great deal on it (along with a few toys, clothes and books for the kids), and came back to have Grampa Alex help us get it in his truck and bring it back. I had thought that Daddy wanted to store the bed until we were ready for it to go in big brother’s room, but Daddy was too excited. He and Grampa spend most of the afternoon putting it together and setting it up. It turned out very nicely and the kids are IN LOVE with it! For now, big brother will sleep on the bottom and we have his old box spring on the top so his stuffed animals can sit up there. Eventually, big brother will make his way to the top and little sister will sleep on the bottom, so baby brother can move to sleep in her room. This isn’t going to be happening just yet, but hopefully in the next few months.
While Daddy and Grampa worked on the bed, Momma finally got some of the housework done. Mopping the kitchen and bathroom floors, cleaning both bathrooms top to bottom, laundry, and the stove. Daddy and Momma do spot & light cleaning on the weekends so their isn’t a terrible buildup of grime and grease, but our home hasn’t had a good cleaning since we brought baby brother home. Boy did it need it! It was exhausting, but Daddy helped out with the kitchen, and the kids had dinner at Grammy’s house.
Tonight, the special time with Grammy and the kids continues as they walked down to the park for a screening of Rio 2. Baby brother stayed at home and went to bed, but the older kiddos got to stay up way past their bedtimes, eat snacks, and watch a fun movie under the stars. Ya Ya even tagged along for the fun. As I packed the wagon with their pillows and blankets to take with them, I started to wish Momma and Daddy were going along with them. I knew they would have fun, and I didn’t want to miss it. But, as they all walked down the road and I waved to the kids who were sitting in their cute little wagon, I realized they needed time with their Grammy, and Momma desperately needed time to sit and finally relax! WHAT A WEEK!
Looks like a fun night in the park!
Big Brother’s ‘new’ bed(s)