Things are really great around here, but busy. I am so behind - with housework, with thank-you cards, with Christmas-present buying.
My days are spent nursing Essie and disciplining Clara and Luke.
|Just a snapshot of our daily life - kids lying around peacefully on blankets. (That's scarcastic, in case you can't tell.)|
And, it seems, that those two things go hand-in-hand - the older two are at their worst when I'm feeding Essie. They fight, help themselves to items in the freezer, climb on the coffee table, jump off the coffee table, you name it. I've let it go on too long (of course, I yell but it's as if no sound is coming from my mouth) and I still don't see a solution. Right now I use the TV, but I know they are just that much crazier when it's on. Well, not right at the moment that it's on - they're awesomely subdued and not wrestling each other or the furniture when it's on - but the rest of the day. It's just becoming too much of a crutch for me.
I just can't figure out what else to have them do. They won't play in their rooms, coloring is not an option due their inability to maturely handle crayons (they [i.e. Luke] either throw them, color on everything but paper or lodge them in ears), and they're completely not into their toys when I'm nursing.
I welcome any advice.
Another problem I need your help with (because you all have a pretty good track record of solving my parenting conundrums) is Clara's fear of the dark. She's never actually told me she's afraid of the dark, but she won't sleep without a light on so I have drawn my own conclusion. And by light, I mean lamp. We tried Christmas lights for a while, which worked, but they were pretty bright and ended up dying anyway. She used to be okay with one of those stuffed animals that shined lights on the ceiling, but we are way past that at this point.
We also used to sneak in and turn her light off after she fell asleep, but she is on to us now. At first she'd just wake up and turn it back on herself. But now her lamp is too high for her to reach so she just screams for us and wakes the house up.
Someone out there must have dealt with this, right? Should I just let her scream for a few nights?
|Could you say "lights out" to this face???|
She's also talking up a storm lately, saying so many more things, talking so quickly, so animated. One day, a couple weeks ago, it was like a switch flipped on and her language - and volume - exploded. She's always been a talker, but it was like she'd had caffeine! She's also her brother's keeper - she lets me know when he needs to go to naughty spot, or the doctor, or to bed.
|We believe in clearly-defined gender roles in our house. Except for Luke's pink bed sheets.|
Luke is silly, as always. My favorite story about Luke, which I think totally encapsulates his little personality, happened when he was shopping with me one day. As I'm browsing the fabric in a quilting store, he starts excitedly telling me, "Mommy! It's Philip Phillips! It's Philip Phillips!"(yes, my son is well acquainted with the reigning American Idol). I'm thinking he's talking about a song playing in the store (because he can pick out his favorite PP song with one note, and I'm not kidding), but no. He was having (what he thought was) his first celebrity sighting.
And tell me you don't see the resemblance.
That's my two-year-old for ya (and you can judge our musical tastes all you want. "Home" is one darn good song).
Oh, and the best news of the week thus far... Essie had her six-week check-up today and she is now eight pounds! That's two pounds in a month! Esther can really eat. She fits in great with me.
|This is from last week. Her cheeks are a half-pound chubbier by now.|
Ryan is now home from work and we are going to irresponsibly watch some television instead of sleeping and will regret it in the morning. We never learn.
Oh, and I didn't win, but this blog was nominated in two categories - Most Inspirational Blog and Best Mommy Blog - in the Sheenazing Blogger Awards hosted by A Knotted Life.
Mommy Blogger?! To think this Catholic infertility blog is now considered a Mommy Blog is a little mind-blowing for me.
I know, I know. I have three kids. Clearly this became a Mommy Blog a while ago. But I'll never get used to that, in a good way.