1651 not dead, just dead-tired

Saucy Scale: wake me up & give me a coffee so I can come up with a number. Actually, it’s 7

I’ve got one child taking a nap (Gus) and one in my lap trying to do the typing for me (Mattson).  I don’t have high hopes for getting a real entry written.  I’m also typing one-handed.  You’ve been warned.

Tomorrow marks a big day around here.  Mattson will be 6 months old!  I can’t believe that my baby boy is already so big!  And let me assure you…Mr. 95th percentile is indeed a big boy!  He gets his check-up next week, and so I’ll have his official weight & length then.  He is such a wonderul baby!  He nurses like a champ & 3 days ago we started him on rice cereal.  He took to solid food like a pro!  Next up…bananas.

Gus is growing like a weed.  He’s taller and thinner.  He started nursery school this year.  Well, he’s only 2, so he’s in a Parent/Child class on Saturday mornings…sort of a pre-nursery school, I guess.  On Monday mornings I’ve got him in a Mom’s Day Out program at a local church.  It gives me a few hours to get groceries (since Gus HATES grocery carts) or lavish Mattson with some undivided attention.  All good things!  I think both these "schools" are good for him…he is really flourishing.  I find his vocabulary & sentence structure skills rather intimidating at times.  I think when I was his age I only babbled on about kitties and maybe Big Bird.

Night-time has been challenging around here for a few weeks.  Gus is transitioning from his crib to his Big Boy Bed.  It took many many hours of TBU sitting there while Gus fell asleep at night and me sitting there while he fell asleep for naps until he started to "get it".  Yesterday morning we woke up at 5am when Gus wanderedaround the upstairs hall.  This morning he made it past 6am.  Not wanting to jinx it, but things seem to be heading in the right direction for him.

Mattson is another story, however.  He had been sleeping just fine thru the night, but then his teething picked up like crazy.  Followed by his learning to roll over onto his belly.  After many long nights of me getting in and out of bed all night to comfort him, I found I get much better sleep if I just prop myself up in the loveseat overnight.   It isn’t great sleep, but at least it’s less interrupted. 

We would try letting him cry for awile to comfort himself back to sleep, but we’re also trying to protect the little headway Gus has been making lately.  So, once again we are forced to "pick our battles"…and we’re trying to get one kid to sleep on his own before tackling the baby. 

I love my boys with a passion.  Even if they do wear me out!

TBU is an amazing daddy & a supportive husband.  I’m thankful for him every day.  I wouldn’t want to try and do this with anyone else in the world.

Mattson’s getting antsy & Gus just appeared at my side, so I better call this entry done.  Miss you all!