Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Sick days

My baby is sick.

I hate it.

Usually he crawls around the house all morning but today he sat his hot little body in my lap and refused to move (even after the nasty diaper explosion that got on my robe he was not happy when I tried to clean him up).  We sat and watched Monk.  I know, I know, you shouldn't let 10 month olds watch tv.  But you know what?  Today I didn't care.  I even let him keep his binkies all morning (when usually they are reserved exclusively for bedtime).  Anything I can do to help him feel better.  It's awful that he doesn't feel well.

I hate it.

My baby is sick.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012


Coming from a family of 7 I have always assumed I would have more than one child.  Lately I have been getting to experience a little of what life might be like once I do have another kid.

My friend has recently started back with her summer-autumn job and I have been watching her 2 1/2 year old son, Miles.  Now, I have babysat before.  I've had my sister's girls a few times time and Miles and J have hung out quite a bit, but yesterday was the first time Miles was going to spend the whole day with us.  And I had to work in the morning!  So my sister-in-law watched both boys and when I got home they were on a walk.  When they got back Miles was asleep in the stroller and stayed asleep as we transferred him to my bed.  I then played with J until it was time to put him down for a nap at which time Miles woke up.  We played for a while, he watched a movie and we hung out until my husband got home.  Things went really well.

Which is why I was even more apprehensive about today - I could not believe that things would go as well today as they did yesterday.

Well, it's true that today was different.  J didn't nap as long for one thing, I think Miles might starve to skinny at my house because he eats almost nothing, and I need practice on bringing 2 children somewhere on my own.  But we survived.  Not only that, but I haven't completely pulled my hair out or rethought our summer plans.  I think I've more fully realized how people with multiple children do things.  It is possible, not just a pie in the sky dream, for me to have more children.  And though I'm not sure yet when that will be, I'm not nearly as worried about my ability to deal when they come.

In fact, I'm looking forward to them.