So Sorry!

I have not been posting on here as often as I’d like.  I am currently working on another blog-maybe some of you would be interested in it.  It’s at mrsmamablack.com.  Feel free to visit and see what you think.  I was re-reading some of my posts on this blog-contemplating if I will keep this one going or not, and I do believe I will continue to write for this one as well.

I’m wondering if any of you out there have or had a child/toddler who WOULD NOT SLEEP??  I’m writing this with my eyelids almost shut right now, because I need sleep.  I have a little guy who is not quite two, and while I love him to pieces, I’d really love a night of sleep right now.  It’s been almost 2 years with very few full nights of sleep…I think we have tried just about every possible avenue-but maybe we haven’t-maybe some of you have suggestions I have not heard of or tried.  I’m always interested to hear from readers what worked and what didn’t.

Just after he was born, many, many people told us we would just need to tough out the no sleep thing for about a year and then he would magically start sleeping…oh contraire.  How I wish that was true.

We are now rounding the bend to two years old.  My husband is a saint.  He insists on getting up with me every time little guy cries.  I’ve told him many times not to, and that we can trade off…mostly because I don’t want to feel guilty when I don’t want to get up.  He still insists.

The other night,  he would not stop crying and “self comfort” as our pediatrician says, so we got up and went down to see what was going on.  Well little guy had pooped his pants (daddy gave him some hot peppers that day-that kid eats ANYTHING!).  So, at 2am I changed his diaper in a haze of drowsiness, my husband was in the room with me.  The next morning, I commented on how weird it was that our son had pooped at 2am( I didn’t know about the hot peppers daddy fed him the day before yet).  My husband’s reply was, “HE DID??!!”  I had a good laugh at that one.  I wonder what he thought I was doing with the baby, and a new diaper and the wipes…not to mention the smell that permeated the room!  Who knows?!

I know that someday sleep will not be the ellusive dream just out of my reach.  Someday we will have a teenager who may not be so quick to want to get out of bed.  I know that this is a test of strength, perhaps to prepare me for something in my future.  I once read a book that gave a good perspective on thankfulness.  In my own paraphrasing it goes something like this, “If you never had to pick up dirty socks, or clothes strewn all over the floor, you’d miss it, knowing what you know now of a good married life.”  I guess the same goes for children.  Someday, crazy as it may seem now,  I will miss these all nighters with my little one.  I will miss the sound of his cry and knowing that there is a tiny being who needs me.  Someday all too soon, I will be watching him drive a car for the first time, and then go to college; and then leave our home in search of his own life.  All a normal progression of life, and I’m sure I will be ever so proud of him, but at the same time missing these sweet days of his childhood.  So, I choose to savor every moment-to take it all in-sleep or no sleep.

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What a day

It’s late…again. How does that happen? I have been so busy doing the tasks of the day that it’s already 11pm. I had high hopes of watching Extreme Home Makeover tonight, but it didn’t happen. Instead I prepared dinner, cleaned the kitchen, made lunches for tomorrow, cut up a humongous bag of carrots and celery, paid bills…etc. All this while my son is tearing my pots and pans cabinet apart to make a hiding spot for himself. VERY CUTE…and another mess to clean up. I used to be a nurse full time, and now I’m a nurse occasionally and a mom full time. With knowledge of the day in the life of an ER nurse, I never imagined I’d be so busy as a mom, and I only have one child so far! My husband and I have been discussing the possibility of another child. Our little one needs a playmate, however, the endeavor of two children is a bit daunting for me. I have to ponder the anxiety over two, because not even a blood soaked, screaming trauma patient rattles me-in fact it is exhilarating to me. I’m guessing the anxiety comes from the fear of the unknown, and the fear of messing up two little souls that have the ability to fill my heart with joy it’s never known until they came along. I have decided that children are an act of faith, and a lesson in trust in that God will take care of you and your little family through both the storms as well as the smooth sailing days of life. He will never let go of us and allow anything but His perfect will for us, as long as we are listening and obedient. This is a comforting yet difficult truth for me right now. He allows some things that are hard for us, in order to make us trust Him more-to lean on him more.  I don’t like things that are hard… Yet, I find it so comforting because He already knows the outcome, and I know that nothing can seperate us from His love. So my prayer for today is that my husband and I will be spectacular parents of how ever many children He chooses to bless us with, and that we will always seek His guidance in parenting and in life.
And with that thought, I must get some shut-eye…I have a long day of a mandatory class tomorrow called Hazardous Materials in which I will get a review on how to decontaminate patients who have hazardous materials on them. Fun fun!