I'm sitting here waiting for Greta to wake up. So that I can feed her and go to bed. Though now that I think about it, I'm not sure if I'm tired enough to fall asleep. I'm very tired, mind you, but my brain always has to be in that special place to actually fall asleep.
So a little update. Without pictures, because that's one step too many.
I've been trying to think how to describe life with two kids. I often catch myself thinking "And I thought having just an infant was hard". But MJ has been going to preschool during the day, and I'm with just Greta much of the time, and it still feels hard during those times. So what is the difference?
With just an infant, you really don't have time to do much of anything other than watch the infant. Cooking, laundry, cleaning; all difficult because your hands are almost always full with a baby, or you're pumping (in my case) or changing a diaper or rocking. But you have lots of time to think about all the things you're not doing, because actually watching the baby doesn't take much brain power.
With two, I no longer have time to even think. I am simply running on auto pilot anytime both children are awake and active. I am constantly calculating what are realistic expectations to set for MJ, what order to do things in (MJ WANTS FOOD!! GRETA WANTS MILK!! Who wins? It's a constant calculation of how to best satisfy everyone). I don't have time or energy to try to stay patient; I am simply on autopilot and hopefully the kiddos get patient mom today. Which is entirely dependent on how much sleep I've had, how much coffee, and whether the moon is in the right alignment. And then, at the end of the day, or for brief moments during the day, I look at everything that hasn't happened. I think about the fact that it's fall and beautiful. I think about the birth announcements that are still sitting unsent. But I don't get nearly as much time to even think about those things when I am watching both girls.
But all in all, life has been pretty sweet. I truly don't know how women (or men) that watch an infant and a toddler all day long do it. At least, if they watch the kiddos and don't have a spouse around. I assuage my guilt for having MJ in preschool with the knowledge of how very much DH works; he has been gone every evening this week save one, and will be gone every evening next week. So if I didn't have MJ in preschool during the day I would be solo parenting for entire days most of the time. I know some women do this. I think I would lose my mind.
Greta has been interacting more. Smiling lots, with the exception of these last few days as she battles her first cold. It makes me glad to be breast feeding (which is really mostly pumping with a little bit of breastfeeding) because it has been a minor cold, and I like to think it's because of that. I should clarify she smiles a lot when she's fed, changed and awake, which is not for huge chunks of the day.
She has been sleeping a bit better. We get 4ish hour stretches rather than 3, which makes a huge difference. Furthermore, she wakes, eats, and goes back to sleep. No more middle of the night parties. I have to acknowledge that she is (usually) amazingly easy to get back to sleep. The whole idea of "put them down drowsy but awake" actually works on her. I used to try that with MJ but always ended up rocking/bouncing her to sleep. I lay Greta down, swaddled with her Nuk, and she just peacefully drifts off to sleep. It's amazing. Sometimes I wish she needed to be rocked a little more, but I know better than to establish that habit and just thank my lucky stars. I also know this could change at any time, but I'll take it and hope it continues.
That's about all I've got. MJ continues to be a great big sister. This week we ditched the last vestige of diapers; she now sleeps through the night in undies, and we've gone 8 nights with no accidents. We had her third birthday party last weekend, which I dare say was a blast. Complete with apple bobbing and a pinata, and lots of crazy toddlers. I didn't get many pictures because I was too busy hosting, but suffice it to say that MJ got it. This party was for her. The presents were for her. This is the first year it has sunk in, and she is now a huge fan of birthdays. It's probably fair to say that it all went to her head a bit, but maybe that's unavoidable? When everyone gives you presents and sings to you, you probably just think you're the bomb.
Alright. Greta is still not awake, but I am definitely tired enough. So to sleep I go.