I don't know why. He used to be such an angel to go down for naps. Wouldn't say 2 words about going down for a nap, he would just go into his bed and be completely fine with it and I'd just leave the room and he'd just go do his nap thing for 2-3 hours.
Lately his angelic like sleeping habits have changed. He scream-cries bloody murder when I mention it's time to go night-night. We haven't even begun anything to get ready for his nap and he's already crying/screaming at the thought of going to take a nap. I don't get it. And lately he wakes up crying and sad fem all episodes of sleeping be that night time or day time. What has changed in this kid? How am I supposed to nap with a screaming child upstairs? Ugggggggggggggg. Suggestions anyone?
I've gotten a little behind on blogging because I've been (trying/wanting) to take naps everyday at some point. So during the only 15 min-1 hour time slot I have completely alone time during the day I sleep, thus no daytime bloggging. I'm downright exhausted all day everyday. I do believe it has something to do with finally getting in a religious exercise routine, exercising sure feels great but I'm stinking tired all the day long. And then at night times Casey and I have been extra awesome as of recently to clean up the house super duper well each and every night. It's really only been getting done thanks to Casey's help. When I'm bum tired at the end of the night all I want to do is sit and do nothing but if I see Casey going I might as well get up too and get twice as much done with him around. So, thanks, lover.
And then after we clean I'm again still exhausted and add that to the fact that we've found a new show to binge watch together called The Unit (free with Amazon Prime membership!) I've really done nothing in my evenings.
Moms of 3+ kids, are you dog gone exhausted at the end of every night or is this just a phase?
Oh and the babies? We'll they're just exhausting, love them to pieces, but I wish so bad they would just take TWO 2 hour naps during the day with maybe another 45 minute one instead of 4 naps all lasting less than an hour. It just gives me no break when they only sleep for 45 minutes! They're hit and miss…
Ok, let's get onto something more interesting than Kimber complaining about children's sleep habits and being exhausted.
Actually, that's all I can think about right now is different things to do with sleep and me being exhausted so I'll just continue forward with that theme.
-I feel like I constantly can hear a baby crying even if there's no baby crying. At night trying to fall asleep for example, they're in my room, and my ears will still suddenly perk up and I will be fully awake thinking I can hear a baby crying downstairs. I look forward to that far distant background noise ending.
-I believe that since the babies were born I have not had one episode of sleep that wasn't ended by the sound of a child crying. When you think about it, what an awful way to wake up from sleeping, to the sounds of someone crying, ALWAYS. Truly not the most pleasant way to end a pleasant sleep.
-Today I was thinking how I've truly been blessed with babies who actually do sleep really really well in the big picture. Going down for naps is usually the easiest thing 99% of the time (except for the night I have to put all 3 down by myself, then they're all just awful). They just know it means sleep time and they go with little to no crying and little to no help from us. I'm so grateful that already at an early age they are like this (though it is because we pushed/trained/guided them to fall asleep by themselves a few weeks ago). They sleep really awesome throughout the night. Sometimes I only wake up once and if it's a bad night 3 separate times between the two of them. More often than not through I wake up 1-2 times a night with them, nurse them each laying down and go back to sleep myself. It truly could be worse.
- I told my mom and SIL the other day that at the end of everyday I feel completely exhausted and run down and wondered how long that was going to last/if it ever ends/if my SIL feels like that too. I kinda came to the conclusion that I am especially exhausted right now because of my circumstances but yes, I will feel exhausted for quite some time. And then I read this article (thanks, Katie!) that night and it brightened my spirits. This too shall pass for good and bad reasons.
I'm so very grateful I'm exhausted because that means I'm blessed with so much. I would so rather be exhausted and worked hard like I am every single day like so rather than hoping and waiting everyday that I had a child to be exhausted with. I know my complaints are small in the big scheme and I'm grateful what problems I do have, like they say, if we all laid our troubles on the table you'd take yours and I'd take mine.
I HIGHLY look forward to the day that it will be possible to sleep 8 hours straight with no interruptions and waking up to the sounds of a quiet room/house. Trust me, when that day comes I WILL BLOG ABOUT IT.
And onto some incredibly random pictures about our life since I over-share just abut everything it seems like.
a. While I slowly woke up one morning and nursed the babies upstairs, Max was happily downstairs climbing on all the counters helping himself to a bowl of fruit loops (fruit loops are church snack only usually, naughty boy, but whatever…)
b. Putting up new pictures...
b. A cold day activity: spray bottle, foam patters, and a window
a. Sometimes when I hold the babies on the rocking chair, Max decides he needs to site with me too, it gets little squished ha. As I'm writing this I'm remembering when I was hugely pregnant with these babies and there would be next to no room for Max on the rocking chair ha
b. Sunday means train day!!! And by golly were we so wise to set aside Sunday as the designated only day the trains cmd out because then they're that much more special and he plays with them so much longer, it's great.
b. Probably some love Bryson gave me in exchange. Pure motherly love right there.
b. Didn't quite muster up the time or energy to make sugar cookies for Valentines but cutting hearts out of play dough seemed to work even better for Max!
b. Still balancing even at (I'm guessing) 35 lbs ha
THE END ;)