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Thoughts about sleep

It is amazing to me how differently the boys approach bedtime. They are complete opposites. Munchkin fights it and Peanut embraces it. I wonder if how we first approached sleep with them has some bearing. Munchkin was born in the hospital. He was taken to the nursery for those first few nights and brought in to me when he was hungry. When we got home, we swaddled him and put him in the bassinet right next to the bed. Eventually he ended up sleeping with us, but not before we tried getting him to sleep in his crib. Peanut was born at home and basically hasn’t left my side since. He has always had the security of me right there.

I know I have posted before about Munchkin’s trouble with sleep. He has fought it with every inch of his being since the day we brought him home. It didn’t/doesn’t matter what routines we employ. I guess he is afraid he will miss something important. It is getting easier (a very tiny bit at a time) as he is getting older though.

I guess I am the same way. I put off going to bed. I always have just one more thing I want to do. I remember staying up all night long during the summers. I would watch Nick at Night. I loved all those shows, Mister Ed, Patty Duke, Green Acres, etc. When we got a decent computer and an internet account(oh, dial-up days, how I don’t miss you), I would stay up and play around online. I frequented chat groups and copied anime images in my sketch pad. I also used to stay up all night baking. I tried all sorts of recipes. Cakes, cookies, meringues. . . My mom didn’t complain too much about that one 🙂

I still stay up late. I use the time to watch my TV programs that recorded earlier in the evening. It is impossible to watch them while the boys are awake. I get prep work done for the next day’s cooking when I can. I do some cleaning or laundry. I Facebook or blog(when my brain is functioning enough to get coherent thoughts across). I try to get in some time to just decompress from the day. Sometimes I even get to spend some quiet time with Hubby. Although the past few weeks he has been going to bed early. He has been getting up at *gasp* the same time as the boys and I in the morning because he has to address the puppy’s bathroom needs.

Oh yeah, did I mention we took in another dog?

Puppy.

He was only about 10 weeks old and 5lbs and sitting on the side of the road ALL day. So yeah, I took him home, but with the intentions of finding him a more permanent residence elsewhere. That backfired. It was love at first sight for Hubby. He is now 4 weeks older and 6lbs heavier (Puppy, not Hubby). He still has no name though. We just keep calling him Puppy. We did however manage to find Lucy the Beagle a home. I  hear she is doing well. I am waiting for pictures 🙂

Sorry for the tangent. Back to our regularly scheduled programming. . .

Peanut, on the other hand, loves sleep. He welcomes it with open arms. He doesn’t fight me when I pick him up to go into the bedroom. He knows that is where we are heading and starts blowing kisses to say goodnight. His sleeping habits have been a little off as of late, due to milestones and teething, but nothing like we used to deal with with Munchkin. Peanut needs time to unwind at night, but he wants to do it in the bed. I am so fine with this. It is really funny and super cute. He flops down and nurses, then jumps up and crawls around the bed giggling and making silly screeching noises. He stands up and flops himself down. If Hubby is in the bed because he is trying to get Munchkin sleeping, Peanut crawls over to him and plays games with him. Hubby tries to resist, but Peanut lays the charm and cuteness on thick and there is no resisting him. After about 20 minutes Peanut will finally lie down and nurse and fall asleep relatively quickly.

Usually we try to avoid putting the boys to bed at the same time, but sometimes it just happens that way. Tonight was one of those nights. Peanut was starting to show signs that he wanted to go to bed, so I got a diaper and pajamas ready. When I went to get him he was following Munchkin down the hall to the playroom. They started playing really well together so I let them keep at it. Munchkin started “reading” stories to Peanut. So incredibly sweet. I think they hung out together for close to half an hour. The playroom is destroyed, but they had fun and that is what matters.

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The boys reading together amidst a pile of toys

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Life with Two

Kisses

I wasn’t sure what to expect having two small children. I mean lots of people have multiple children and seem to be doing all right. I used to babysit for families with multiple children, but of course I was there so we could have fun. I come from a home of multiple children and my mother doesn’t seem to be too bad off from it. What was it going to be like being the parent of multiple children though? How was I going to be able to split my time and attention and love adequately. I was afraid Munchkin would feel less loved or slighted somehow by the presence of his brother. I felt guilty about wanting and having another child. It was amazing how much uncertainty I felt about it.
Three months into having two children and it has gone pretty well. I have kept my sanity, mostly. I think the biggest blessing(and not at the same time) is that my husband has been home due to being laid off. He has been able to help out and focus his attention on Munchkin. I try to offer as much of my undivided attention as possible to Munchkin, but it can be a little difficult at times. It’s hard when he wants me to get up and do something with him and I am in the middle of nursing Peanut. I try to explain that I just need a few more minutes with Peanut, but it doesn’t always get across to him. The past few weeks have been a little hard. Munchkin has been very whiny and has been utilizing “NO” a lot. He has been having more frequent melt downs as well. I know it stems from him getting less of my attention, so I have been trying to get the most out of the time we do spend together. We have snuggle sessions whenever possible and I try to make sure we get out of the house a few times a week and do fun activities. Fun activities being hard to come by in the cold weather, we often visit Walmart or Target and explore the store. We go to playgroups when we can and make sure never to miss a La Leche League meeting. We also go to an indoor playground when we have a little money to spare.
All in all it has been going fairly well. Munchkin loves his little brother and he showers him with hugs and kisses. He frequently tries to pick him up. Not exactly the best scenario considering Peanut is all ready half Munchkin’s weight. He shares and quickly takes back toys. He also offers Peanut his food and drinks. It is hard to explain to a 2-year-old that babies only drink milk. I show him that Peanut has no teeth, which is quickly followed by fingers being shoved into Peanuts mouth and Munchkin saying “mouth” and “teeth” rather loudly. Peanut takes it all in stride though and lights up when he hears his brother talking or quite frequent yelling. The yelling isn’t in anger usually, Munchkin is just a very noisy individual. Expressing himself quietly just isn’t something that happens. Everything is done with incredible exuberance. Peanut tries to keep up and makes adorable “coo”s and “ga”s and silly little laugh noises while animated expressions dance across his face.
By the end of the day, I am glad when the boys are sleeping and I can take a moment for myself. You’d think I would be completely exhausted and head directly to bed myself. Instead, I regularly stay up until 1 or 2 in the morning. I enjoy that peaceful, quiet time so much. I can relax and watch some grown up TV or use the computer or read a book. Sometimes I even do some baking or sewing. I check on my little ones frequently though. I can’t stay away. I find solace in listening to their quiet breathing. Munchkin has also started talking in his sleep. Suddenly hearing a laugh come from the bedroom brings a smile to my face and I try to imagine what fantastic thing he is dreaming of.
In conclusion, life with two is entertaining and exhausting. My heart is full of love for both of my boys and I dish it out to both of them as equally as I can. I know as they grow, that will always be there for each other. I hope that they will have the same loving relationship that my sisters and I have with each other. I wouldn’t be who I am without them.