Thursday, September 27, 2012
Biting off more then I can chew
In typical Sam fashion, I have got so much on the go it feels like I am doing a whole lot of things, none of them very well and just running full tilt, although it was on my list in August to start a running plan, and now we are seconds away from October and I have yet to even put shoes on, let alone run anywhere, unless you count running after Marcus when he dashes away from me on a daily basis.
I now know where the statement, give them an inch, and they will take a mile comes from, a mom with a two year old boy.
This week has been rough, silly me I thought that having a third baby would be tough, getting up with him, feeding while other children ran rampant, possible jealousy issues. All these things happened, but I did not know it would be at least children up a night, and most of the time it is more then one child up, and more the one time. In fact often I see everyone more then once, which with three children means I am up in my 8 hours of sleeping at least 6 times, not much time for actual sleep-I cannot remember how long it takes to get into REM sleep but I am pretty sure I have not seen it for months!!
Okay less ranting about my life, this is supposed to be about the kids. Cassie first, my big, beautiful girl, growing up faster then I ever thought. She is fast approaching five, full day school, her first Dance concert and has requested she have a party during school break, just cause we need a fancy cake is what she told me. She fairly wears anything but dresses and skirts, loves getting her long hair into a French braid, which I am getting much better at, and it was long enough to tuck into the belt of her dress last week. She brushes her own teeth, combs her own hair, and has a competitive streak a mile long. It is not fun to loose, so generally she stops before that seems to happen. She is my greatest helper, loves coloring and doing crafts, and is a wonderful sister to the two little men in my life.
Marcus next, where to start with my little platinum bomb. He is the happiest kid, when he is happy. Talking up a storm, almost completely understandable, full sentences, and highly descriptive. Fit now he is all about what he would do to bad guys if he needed to protect us. He is highly physical, needing more time outside and running then you think he can handle. He has a temper which does to help with a listening issue. He is full on energy, kisses one second, temper the next. He gives the best hugs, says o.tay tassie for his sister, and loves us all so much. Lastly interest in colouring is happening, although I think he would rather just sweep, a dangerous situation for anyone walking by. Blood does not phase him, which is good because he maims himself all the time. Last weekend on the swing, he bailed and bit his lip, blood everywhere. He was more concerned that I was bleeding where he dripped, my little warrior.
And last but not least, James. The baby of the house, trying as fast as he can to catch up, so hard to believe he is almost 7 months old, has almost 7 teeth, five of which came in this week. He is trying to crawl, rolling everywhere, reading books and getting toys from the big kids. He is eating solids, well, puréed stuff and I am sure he would work on a steak once these teeth finish coming through. He was 9.1 kgs or 20 lbs at 6 months, and is top of the charts for height as well. His smile is fabulous, his giggle the best thing I hear in a day, he has the smilest eyes and is almost always happy. He is sitting by himself now and I can see crawling in our near future.
These babies of mine drive me nuts, keep me going and make me smile even when they are now here. Everyday presents new challenges, which I am trying to live up to and thrive with, I am sometime winning the battle of patience, and sometimes do a great impression of a screaming banshee, but I have the best intentions, and will keep plugging along, trying from here on out to find the joy everyday, even if it is just that bedtime is coming. I love my life, my husband, my children. I am very grateful for happy, most of the time kids, healthy family, and a good life, sometimes the little stuff gets overwhelming, and I need to remember this too shall pass.
Here are some photos, I will add more later.
I now know where the statement, give them an inch, and they will take a mile comes from, a mom with a two year old boy.
This week has been rough, silly me I thought that having a third baby would be tough, getting up with him, feeding while other children ran rampant, possible jealousy issues. All these things happened, but I did not know it would be at least children up a night, and most of the time it is more then one child up, and more the one time. In fact often I see everyone more then once, which with three children means I am up in my 8 hours of sleeping at least 6 times, not much time for actual sleep-I cannot remember how long it takes to get into REM sleep but I am pretty sure I have not seen it for months!!
Okay less ranting about my life, this is supposed to be about the kids. Cassie first, my big, beautiful girl, growing up faster then I ever thought. She is fast approaching five, full day school, her first Dance concert and has requested she have a party during school break, just cause we need a fancy cake is what she told me. She fairly wears anything but dresses and skirts, loves getting her long hair into a French braid, which I am getting much better at, and it was long enough to tuck into the belt of her dress last week. She brushes her own teeth, combs her own hair, and has a competitive streak a mile long. It is not fun to loose, so generally she stops before that seems to happen. She is my greatest helper, loves coloring and doing crafts, and is a wonderful sister to the two little men in my life.
Marcus next, where to start with my little platinum bomb. He is the happiest kid, when he is happy. Talking up a storm, almost completely understandable, full sentences, and highly descriptive. Fit now he is all about what he would do to bad guys if he needed to protect us. He is highly physical, needing more time outside and running then you think he can handle. He has a temper which does to help with a listening issue. He is full on energy, kisses one second, temper the next. He gives the best hugs, says o.tay tassie for his sister, and loves us all so much. Lastly interest in colouring is happening, although I think he would rather just sweep, a dangerous situation for anyone walking by. Blood does not phase him, which is good because he maims himself all the time. Last weekend on the swing, he bailed and bit his lip, blood everywhere. He was more concerned that I was bleeding where he dripped, my little warrior.
And last but not least, James. The baby of the house, trying as fast as he can to catch up, so hard to believe he is almost 7 months old, has almost 7 teeth, five of which came in this week. He is trying to crawl, rolling everywhere, reading books and getting toys from the big kids. He is eating solids, well, puréed stuff and I am sure he would work on a steak once these teeth finish coming through. He was 9.1 kgs or 20 lbs at 6 months, and is top of the charts for height as well. His smile is fabulous, his giggle the best thing I hear in a day, he has the smilest eyes and is almost always happy. He is sitting by himself now and I can see crawling in our near future.
These babies of mine drive me nuts, keep me going and make me smile even when they are now here. Everyday presents new challenges, which I am trying to live up to and thrive with, I am sometime winning the battle of patience, and sometimes do a great impression of a screaming banshee, but I have the best intentions, and will keep plugging along, trying from here on out to find the joy everyday, even if it is just that bedtime is coming. I love my life, my husband, my children. I am very grateful for happy, most of the time kids, healthy family, and a good life, sometimes the little stuff gets overwhelming, and I need to remember this too shall pass.
Here are some photos, I will add more later.
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