crazy days
I've been run off my feet lately - or at least if feels that way. I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE spending every moment with my little guy - there is nothing else in the world I'd rather be doing with my time and energy. But I've also never been so frustrated, exhausted (I think I've covered that), worried, determined, and clueless. He's more of a handful (putting it mildly) every week it seems - each week bringing new growth milestones and more challenges.
Teething. Outgrowing things to sit in while I try to shower, or even lie down for a minute (swing, bouncer, car seat). Not being able to sit on his own just yet, so that means more time in my arms. Hey I love a snuggle with the guy, but 24/7 is costing me a fortune in chiropractic bills. And he used to go to bed relatively easy, and sleep for predictable stretches in a night. Now, not so much. And I just LOVE spending the last 2 or 3 hours of my exhausting day trying to get him sleepy enough, asleep, and to STAY asleep.
Its hard. Worth it, but hard.
Sometimes I don't feel that my husband really knows how hard, or what we go through each day. Its a job like no other, but never ends. I never really have a break - even at bed time I can be awoken at any time and will be feeding and/or comforting the baby for sometimes hours at a stretch before I can go back to bed. We also have very different ideas about some parenting issues - such as discipline. He also thinks I should be using the Crying It Out method to get Ethan to sleep - I refuse. I read countless parenting books and magazines - he reads none. I research the internet - he doesnt give things a second thought. I feel no expertise, but I try to learn all I can to make my informed decisions on parenting things. He just reiterates what his mother suggests, or what he experienced as a kid. Neither of which I value much, if truth be told.
This entry wasn't meant to be a rant. I'm looking forward to our day today once Ethan wakes. We're going shopping and walking in the sunshine this afternoon, before a nap; then daddy will be home.
This is the life I always wanted. I just never realized that it would be so hard. But I guess anything worth having does not come easily, does it?
Teething. Outgrowing things to sit in while I try to shower, or even lie down for a minute (swing, bouncer, car seat). Not being able to sit on his own just yet, so that means more time in my arms. Hey I love a snuggle with the guy, but 24/7 is costing me a fortune in chiropractic bills. And he used to go to bed relatively easy, and sleep for predictable stretches in a night. Now, not so much. And I just LOVE spending the last 2 or 3 hours of my exhausting day trying to get him sleepy enough, asleep, and to STAY asleep.
Its hard. Worth it, but hard.
Sometimes I don't feel that my husband really knows how hard, or what we go through each day. Its a job like no other, but never ends. I never really have a break - even at bed time I can be awoken at any time and will be feeding and/or comforting the baby for sometimes hours at a stretch before I can go back to bed. We also have very different ideas about some parenting issues - such as discipline. He also thinks I should be using the Crying It Out method to get Ethan to sleep - I refuse. I read countless parenting books and magazines - he reads none. I research the internet - he doesnt give things a second thought. I feel no expertise, but I try to learn all I can to make my informed decisions on parenting things. He just reiterates what his mother suggests, or what he experienced as a kid. Neither of which I value much, if truth be told.
This entry wasn't meant to be a rant. I'm looking forward to our day today once Ethan wakes. We're going shopping and walking in the sunshine this afternoon, before a nap; then daddy will be home.
This is the life I always wanted. I just never realized that it would be so hard. But I guess anything worth having does not come easily, does it?
posted by Sherocious at 10:11 a.m.
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