This is all I had to show after a span of six hours. Pathetic. Things are improving. They’ve gone from dismal to less dismal, but still pathetic. Life in two hour increments was killing me. It takes a full one of those hours to pump, decant, clean, feed, diaper, and burp, leaving the other hour to use the bathroom, sleep, shower, attend to the other child, etc etc etc. So I switched to three hour compartments. It’s so liberating! That extra hour is pure wealth, and I can actually get reasonable naps in here and there. I even made banana bread today, with such an abundance of time on my hands.
I’m the luckiest mom ever, because LB is the best baby. He’s so content, except when diapering. He has the biggest, brightest eyes, when they’re open.
He’s so laid back. When he’s awake, he just kicks back and looks around, calm and content as can be. (Yes, I know the pictures are blurry; I thought they were in focus when I took them, but I’m living life in a blur right now, so what do I really know?)
BB, on the other hand, is proving to be quite a challenge, with the adjustments of late. He’s a love, really, but his one year old cousin is here all week, and sharing attention and toys and life in general with so many others is a difficult thing for a three year old. I think he will do better when it’s back to just the four of us. Even so, he does need to learn how to behave and obey, regardless of how many other people are here. I let him pretend he was a baby last night, and snuggled him in my lap and spoon fed him his lunch, then tucked him in for a nap, and stroked his face and talked to him, telling him that’s what I used to do when he was a baby. He really liked that moment of attention, and took a nice, long, refreshing nap. It was very good for him, to get some rest.
I simply do not know how mothers of more than two can function.
