I’m not sure how it happened, but it did. I won’t say I co-sleep, but I guess, unofficially, I do. I don’t care if other parents do or don’t. I don’t judge. After 7 of my own kids, sometimes complete exhaustion takes over. Those are “cookie dough for dinner” and “I don’t care where you sleep JUST SLEEP!” nights.
Usually at least one falls asleep with me. But somehow I wake up with that one plus two more. Sometimes three. And after awhile, I noticed these extra bodies have taken over.
But something crazy happened tonight: four wanted to sleep together… not with me. I have an entire queen size bed to myself.
One might think I’d relish in my new found, or rather reclaimed space. But no… I’m scrunched to the very edge, in the fetal position, unsure about life and how to fall asleep. What if my back doesn’t hurt in the morning? What if I want to get used to this?? I think I better grab a baby in case I get any more crazy ideas.
The other day, the baby of our family turned one. Everyone says this, but I want to strongly repeat: They grow up so fast.
Yes, many of the nights are long, and some in the beginning are sleepless. There are the daily ups and downs with bringing up children. But each child is so precious! And in the blink of an eye, they go from tiny and helpless in our arms to bouncing about with their own distinct personality.
Happy first birthday!
This act of sweet brotherly love comes on the heels of missile-sporting cows and armed frogs.
My little boy, who just last year was the baby, is now a big brother (if only slightly) to his almost 9 month old sister. Tonight, in what I thought was an act of helpfulness as I prepared to diaper baby, he retrieved a diaper from the drawer. I said “thank you,” as I tried to take it from him. But he quickly tucked it under his arm where he also had his sister’s doll. In his budding two year old language, he said, “No. Mine. Noura.” How sweet – the doll seems to share its owner’s name. And with that, he plopped onto the floor. He carefully watched as I diapered real baby and then proceeded to diaper his baby ♡
As I admire my seven month old’s three top teeth that seemed to grow in overnight, I can’t help but feel sorry for my six year old. He knocked his two front teeth out when he was 2 1/2 and is still waiting for them to come in… In the meantime, he has watched now three younger siblings grow full sets of teeth. Fortunately, it hasn’t bothered him 🙂
I’ve been laughing over these parenting memes all week when I needed a cheap thrill while our house recovers from nasty cold. So I apologize for hoarding the gems previously, but here you go. And you’re welcome ♡♡♡
I need a professional photographer to come in here with a camera (as opposed to my phone), because this dog with “her puppies” is just too cute!
Sweet baby can now crawl. She has taken to our dog and crawls over to her ♡♡♡
This week, my oldest daughter turned 8 and my baby turned 6 months. Where does time go?!
My oldest daughter’s birthday began a few days earlier with old friends celebrating at Dave & Busters, and a furry owl present.
Her birthday morning was complete with many phone calls from relatives and a lovely gift from her cousin.
Later we went to the park, where another homeschooling group was meeting for their weekly park day. She made some new friends, which is always the best present!
In the evening, another family came over to share in the cake and song celebration. They brought Twister, which has kept the oldest kids entertained ever since.
I made the most fabulous gluten free, flower power cake ever, and it was delicious!
And yesterday we drove a few hours to meet friends we miss dearly from our old hometown. We spent a wonderful day at the zoo with them ♡♡♡
Little Baby is now a Crawling Baby! And she’s quite pleased with herself.
She now crawls up to our sweet dog, who is never missing attention and affection from the kids.
Some babies carry around blankies – I’ve had three who did.
But I guess other babies, like my nearly two year old, prefer their pillow.
It seems to come in handy for little naps here and there!
Also Posted on my other site: Homeschooling the Minds of Tomorrow
This weekend, we rented the new Pixar movie, Inside Out. And while I enjoyed the movie just as another great flick by the studio, I couldn’t help but relate it to very real emotions in everyday life. I know that sometimes (especially in the postpartum days!) I feel like there are different emotions in my head all fighting for control. And some days, it seems as though Joy is lost (which is what happens in the movie). Another interesting thing I found was how the happy core memories can become sad memories, if we are missing them, such as the case with the main character, Riley. I have found this to be true many times in my life: Something that was happy at the time now makes me sad to remember because I miss the time or the person.
Today, I began looking on the internet to see if I was the only one who had this thought. It turns out, there is a website called the Helpful Counselor that discusses 20+ counseling themes found within the movie. The website’s list covers details under each category, and also offers additional resources for helping children sort through the complexity of their emotions. With babies, toddlers, in-betweens, a pre-teen and a teen, there are emotions all over the place at my house! I highly recommend the movie and the site.
Here is the list:
- Personal Growth
- Core Personality (and the experiences that create them)
- Value of All Feelings
- We Have Many Different Feelings
- Change in Interests
- Feeling Multiple Feelings at Once
- Communication Skills
- Coping Strategies
- Problem Solving
- Creating a New Normal
- Loss of Control
- Plans Don’t Always Work Out
- Keeping a Positive Attitude
- Finding an Appropriate Way to Let Out Big Feelings
- Never Give Up
- Train of Thought
- We Need the Support of Others to Achieve Our Goals.
This little “parenting” book of humorous quotes by Jane Seabrook is great! I’m definitely buying it for myself as a Yay You Had Your Seventh Baby Four Months Ago! present. It’s in the cry room of our church, and I always flip to a great page:
The quickest way for a parent to get a child’s attention…
…is to sit down and look comfortable.
Truer words have never been spoken! Like my sweet, happy baby girl who suddenly decides that she is uncomfortable the moment I decide standing and holding her an hour has become uncomfortable for me. Or the rare Saturday morning I want to sleep just a little longer than the sun… say 7am? But three little boys get out of their beds and begin jumping into mine. And then on me. Hey, at least I feel loved! ♡♡♡