Monday, August 04, 2008

Still alive!

Although with all the pictures & snippets of fun my husband is sending me via his free wifi at the bar on the beach...I'm not sure HE will make it out of this alive ;)

Liam has been adjusting his nap schedule, it seems, or I think it seems. For about a week he was only sleeping about an hour to hour and a half when he normally was very strict about his noon-3pm nap and I didn't really worry about it since Nana & Grandpa were here & heaven knows you cannot sleep through that kind of potential excitement BUT when those naps continued after they left, I started to worry a little more. Especially combined with his new tendency to go down later, take longer to go down & still only sleep for the shorter duration, then I really started to Worry. Extra especially on Saturday when he didn't go down until just about 2pm & at that point, I had to wake him up at 3:30pm to make sure we didn't have a midnight goodnight time! Sunday I put him down later (around 1pm) and he was up at 3ish so that wasn't too, too bad. But then today he is down NOW (12:09) and I'm not placing any bets on when he will wake up...

He has also been more difficult to get down at night, part of that equation is Matias though. He spends way too much time up there with him, and Liam has his number. I don't mess around with staying up there for a long period of time - in fact, when track number 5 hits on that CD, it's time for me to make my exit & let him whine/soothe it out. Sometimes Matias can be up there for an hour & I just think that's too much! It is almost at the point where I think I need to start putting him to bed because it's also pushing his bedtime back between 9-10pm which is no good. Matias is more of a sucker for the "wait until he's asleep" trick whereas I'm just a big ol' meanie and put him down awake. And yes, this is a little past the "proper age" when we should be doing this BUT no Judgy McJudgertons, right? We all do what WE have to do to make it work for US, right? RIGHT!

On the subject of Still Alive though, I realized last night after all was said & done that we had had a good day together. Nothing unusual just not the "clock watching" of days when Dada isn't on an island at a beach bar listening to a Beatles cover band...

And today I have declared it to be "Boys Will Be Boys" day - he gets to do anything he wants (within reason - knifes are out) and I will gladly do it with him without bitching nagging hovering stalking picking up his Hurricane Path of Destruction right away OR with nary a bad thought in my head about it all. So far, it's working out for us!

He helped water the plants & I allowed him to throughly soak me with the hose with a smile on my face. We played basketball downstairs & finished the laundry and ran around like a Loco Fellow all he wanted. We played in the GaGe (garage for those not fluent in Fellow-->English), we talked to the fish (he even had the pleasure of petting his orange Molly), he fed the fish, the cats & himself all the syrup he wanted (only Liam had the syrup not the cats or the fish). Generally a Very Good Day Indeed. And you know what? I LOVED it. It's so fun to just let loose and say screw it I've got time later to pick up this mess every once in a while. By looking at my house, you'd probably think I say that more often than not ;)

Also, he's been wanting Alone Time - today it involved just chilling in his crib. During that Alone Time, I put my laundry away (yes, the stuff you folded two weeks ago, Nana) & cleaned the toilet (TMI?). And when I would go to check on him he would shoo me out and insist that I close the door behind me.

We had one little incident yesterday that involved feeding the cats then UNfeeding the cats that left a total mess of dry food all over the carpeted stairs. We had a Little Talk about it & helping Mama with the messes & hey, why not just not make the mess in the first place, kthanks? And we talked about picking up our toys after we're done tossing them aside (is my kid the only one who prefers to toss his toys as opposed to playing with them properly??) and running amok. And OK when I say "we talked", I really mean I might have raised my voice a little. Really, only a little - after the whole Dinner at a Friend's Debacle, I've really stopped myself from Yelling because man did that hurt my heart afterwards. So some Stern Talking happened and then the goofiest thing occurred...

...Liam dumped every single toy we had just put away & then picked them all up and put them away. After I sat in a stunned silence he turned to me and said "Mama!" and pointed at what he had just accomplished. We high-fived each other, hugged & I thanked him for helping Mama keep all his toys in place. Maybe my Stern Talking had some effect? Or do you think it was the "everything going in the garbage" portion of our Talk that sunk in? ;)

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