Insanity continues
2010
Things have been busy. To make some summaries, Ory goes to get his H1N1 booster this week, followed by Kiki’s one month next week, followed by my postpartum checkup the week after that. Those are the currently scheduled appointments. We need to make dentist and optometrist appointments too. Birth always destroys my eyes and I have cavities that need filled thanks to my genetically bad teeth (thanks Mom).
Kiki is a very good baby and a very good sleeper. She has her awake moments where she just doesn’t know what she wants and is borderline content and borderline wanting the unknown. Evie likes giving her a bottle, but only giving it to her. She won’t keep hold of it after she has given it to her. Ory needs watched because he’s a pretty careless toddler at 19 months.
Both toddlers are nightmares in their own right. Evie has colored on her walls again. Tim found and disposed of the crayon that she had hidden to use. We thought that was the end of that for the 2nd time. Then I find one of Tim’s old books not only colored in, but also the cover torn. There was a good half of the crayon still in existence in her room! We removed that crayon a total of 3 times so far. I also found a different colored crayon hidden in a book that was not colored in. Storing crayons in books isn’t a good idea because the book won’t close and Mommy will open it to see what it is. I hope we got all the crayons out. I need to use the trusty Magic Eraser to get the crayon off the walls again. She draws little tiny circles on each slat (which are about 1″ wide).
Ory is in his terrible two stage. It’s nothing we haven’t dealt with before with Evie, but now with 3 little minions, it’s more difficult to keep after him. Tim has glue and tools on his train table that I’m tired of stopping him from getting or removing from his hands. Thanks to him having a big sister, he’s also learned evil things to do at a much earlier rate. I’m tired of taking chairs away from him to put back at the table, or to turn the toy box over (with toys still in it!) and push it back to its spot so he doesn’t climb on it and take down my pictures.
What I’m really tired of is Evie pushing Ory down and Ory throwing hard objects at people. I could do without WALLE’s constant floor sniffing and licking during breakfast, lunch and dinner, hoping to get a crumb. Remind me to never get a hound dog. We’re reaching our peak of intolerance. The good news is, having been here before, I know that everything will go back to sane levels by the time Kiki is 2 months old. Which means I have 5 weeks left. The just knowing that it has an end, and when that end most likely will be, makes the insanity much more easier to deal with. The fact that Kiki rarely cries helps too.
