Yesterday was our four-year anniversary. I have a post started up of my life and how we met, etc but this week hasn’t been the most calm so I don’t have it done yet.
But in honor of our anniversary, Rick is off playing hockey and left me at home with two not happy kids. I had to hold Carson until he fell asleep. And Mallory was screaming bloody murder for like an HOUR – she started to yell that she had to go potty so I decided I’d free her from her room but all she proceeded to do was thrash around the bathroom and kick and scream. I had a completely straight face as I sat waiting for her to go potty and that REALLY pissed her off. I turned the shower on and let her stand under that for a minute but that pissed her off even more. So, as much as I didn’t want to give in, I realized that she was completely inconsolable and I wasn’t going to be able to deal with listening to her cry herself to sleep so I cuddled with her on the couch and she fell asleep in about five minutes. We were supposed to go to dance class tonight with Alli but Mallory was *seriously* a disaster from the minute we got home from daycare so we tried to put her to bed at 5.30p. She finally fell asleep at 8p. Not a fun night.
During the 30 minutes we let her out of her room tonight, she had dinner and then played for a few minutes. She was actually sort of fun. But then hell broke loose again.
I think she has just had a long week that started last weekend with not getting enough sleep and it is just snowballing.
Rick’s mom was in town last weekend and we didn’t have dinner Friday night until like 7.30p which is pretty late for us (Mallory usually goes to bed around that time). And then Saturday she had a little nap and then we had a party to go to at one of the coaches’ house. We got there ~5p and stayed until 10.30p (about 3 hours later than I thought we’d stay). Mallory had a blast – she was playing with one of the other little girls who is about 6 months older than her and they had a great time. Mallory was out on the dance floor later in the night with one of the football secretaries, who ended up bring M to me because she was afraid Mallory was going to fall asleep on the dance floor. LOL. She was SOOO good all night even though she was still pretty shy with most of the adults. The best line of the night was when I asked Mallory to show me where the bathroom was (Rick had just taken her). She came in with me and then got me a big wad of toilet paper and said “I got you a LOT of toilet paper because you have a BIG TUSHY”.
Carson was Carson at the party – just hanging out and sleeping on & off, adorable as always.
The rest of the week has been uneventful – the weather keeps threatening to be yucky so we never seem to get out on the boat; I don’t think we’ve been out in almost three weeks! But Mallory has been very anti-sleeping and that combined with her lack of sleep from last weekend isn’t a good combo.
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Rick & I went out for our anniversary on Wednesday night and Mallory & Carson had their first babysitter come to the house. We have been extremely blessed & lucky that we’ve had family & friends who’ve watched them for us when we were in a pinch, but this was a rare fun night out without kids for us. One of Mallory’s daycare teachers came to watch the kids and it was great because Mallory was already comfortable with her, and Miss Monica already knew about Mallory’s routines, etc.
When I told Mallory that Miss Monica was coming to babysit so that mommy & daddy could go out, she said that she wanted to come with us and I told her it was mommy & daddy only. She then got all serious and said “will you come back?”. I’m sure it was hard for her to deal with the concept that we were leaving her at home since it has never happened before!
I asked if she was going to be good for Miss Monica and help her with Carson. Mals told me “…and I will help her PUMP!”. I tried to explain that only mommies* who had a baby could pump. She told me that Miss Monica could just have our baby so then she could pump.
And last one – we’ve been working on Mallory keeping her mouth closed when she chews her food and while eating pizza with Miss Monica, she was chomping away and Miss Monica mentioned that she should chew with her mouth closed. Mallory said “that’s what my daddy tells me”.
I am home today with a feverish Carson (the underarm thermometer got up to 101.72 before I decided to get him out of the carseat to cool off; we’ll take it again when he wakes up) so I’ll do another post just about my almost-4-mo old!
*Mallory thinks all adult women are mommies and adult men are daddies