A Tumble

Well, it happened... Zachary rolled off the bed... Kayden did it, Isaac did it a few times, now poor Zachary has been initiated into the club... 

I wasn't even in the room... I was tending to Isaac who had woken for God only knows what reason...

Kayden's great grandma told me once that if a child didn't fall off the bed at least once before their 1st birthday, they wouldn't survive... 

I don't know if it really was an old wives tale or if she was just trying to make me feel better.... Regardless, it did...

She passed away recently... Her love & kindness will definitely be remembered & cherished... And missed...

And Zachary? He's fine, settled quickly & nursed back to sleep just fine... And according to Grandma Ramsey, he will survive...

Death By Sleep Deprivation

With the exception of 15 minutes in the car, no one napped yesterday... Consequently, everyone was asleep by 8:15... But with all the caffeine I consumed trying to make it through the day, it was a little after 10 before I was able to fall asleep...

The baby woke about midnight, which was a decent stretch for him... But for some reason, he didn't settle back down until almost 1am...

Just as he finally fell asleep, the toddler woke up... I learned he just might know how to climb out of his crib... I changed him, nursed him, read to him, rocked him... TWO HOURS LATER, he's still awake & the baby wakes up...

I turn on his TV & tell him it's brother's turn with mommy... I go to the baby...I hear the toddler fussing & watch him closely on the monitor to make sure he doesn't climb out of his crib... He complains for about 10 minutes then lays down & goes to sleep...

The commotion wakes Kayden who wants to chat... She rambles on about God only knows what... The baby is distracted by this & is difficult to feed & get back to sleep...

Finally everyone seems to be settled in & I glance at the clock... 4:15...

The baby wakes again at 6:30 because Kayden woke crying from a bad dream... She settles down quickly but insists she must tell me about the dream RIGHT THAT MINUTE because it's "falling out of [her] head..."

Just as the baby starts to settle again, the toddler starts to cry... It's 7:00...

Someone might just die today...

Best Made Plans...

After we learned we were expecting Isaac, The Hubs & I had a conversation about how we would handle it if Kayden ever called him "Dad"... Because that's what the baby would call him and we didn't know if she would want to start doing it too.... she already has a great dad who is very involved with her so we carefully planned how to correct her without hurting anyone's feelings.... Here we are two years later and it's never been an issue... He's always just been "Mike" to her.... However, now Isaac is calling him "Mike".... So much for that idea... ;)

Five Minute Excerpt #4

We get home after a long day at work & the sitter's... As I unload the baby seat from the car, he starts to cry... I get him inside & run back out to get the toddler... 

The 30 seconds it took to get back inside with the toddler was just too much for him & he is now in full fledged meltdown... I scoop him out of his car seat...

I run to let the dog out of her kennel & outside... I noticed this on the back patio & on the ground next to the patio:

I look up & see this:

(I'm not surprised since we had storms last night & I thought I heard glass break but I didn't see it this morning so I thought it might have been a dream...)

I put baby in his swing (out of toddler's reach) and he begins to cry again... then I run outside to pick up the glass so the dog/kids don't get hurt.... Toddler cries to come out... He's heartbroken because I won't let him until after the glass is cleaned up...

As I'm washing my hands after disposing of the glass, I see one of the barstools move away from the counter... The toddler starts to cry... I come around the counter & find this:

(Yes, that's blood.... I begin to wonder if he tried to eat the barstool & missed & bit his lip instead...)

I pick him up & wipe his face & mouth which has stopped bleeding as quickly as it had started.... The baby is still crying in the background...

I run to grab the baby & I find this:

Oh, holy hell!!! I forgot to strap him in!!!

I scoop him up & go to the couch to nurse... The toddler is still crying from his run-in with the barstool & crawls up to nurse as well....

Then something like this happens:

At 6:15pm... Which means that if I don't wake them up, they'll wake on their own right about the time I'm ready for bed... 

And I need to pee...

I roll the toddler off & he begins to cry again... I put the baby on his play mat & he wakes up & smiles... (At least HE's happy....)

Hubs is out of town for work for God only knows how long... Lord help me!