Wednesday, September 18, 2013

I'm Not In Your Bed

As we continue to work on Henry's night-time sleeping habits; James has started to exhibit some peculiar behavior himself.  Seriously, is it something I am feeding these kids?  Or is it truly a conspiracy to see how many nights in a row they can deprive me of my much needed ZZZZs before I have a nervous break-down???

As per a friend's recommendation, I have been using the Ferber Method with Henry and his sleep has improved dramatically.  However, James has now become an issue.  Within the past two weeks he has: woken up to use the bathroom (and peed all over the floor and himself due to not opening the lid),  been sleepwalking (down the stairs on two occasions), and one night walked into the master bedroom and passed out face-down on the carpet next to our bed.  There have also been a few instances where I have woken-up to James sleeping next to me.  I was likely so exhausted that I didn't even notice that he crawled into bed in the middle of the night.

Sooooooo, two nights ago I had a long talk with James.  We covered the following items: 1.) Use the bathroom RIGHT before bed  2.)  No getting into my bed.  I also decided that we better start locking the gate at the top of the stairwell to avoid any sleep-walking injuries.

The night of our talk, I was awoken by a bleary eyed James standing by the side of our bed.  It was really quite creepy, as I am not certain how long he had been standing there prior to me waking up.  However, upon me asking what he needed......he proudly replied, "Mom, I am not in your bed!"  I truly don't know what to do at this point, but I am thinking we need to bump bedtime up a bit.  Now that the days are getting shorter, this should be much easier to accomplish.

Sleep training round 2, pour me some coffee!

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Feels Like Fall

I have had an incredibly wonderful weekend.  We didn't have any set plans, which rarely happens and I have thoroughly enjoyed waking up and having the ability to decide what our daily agenda will be (minus James' first soccer practice today).

Fall is in the air, and I LOVE IT.  Sweaters, leggings, boots, the changing of the leaves, pumpkin spice lattes, Mums, no need for air conditioning, Football, the list goes on and on.

James had his first soccer practice today, and I am amazed at his competitive spirit.  I was also quite amazed at how tuned-in he was to the coach; I owe that guy a drink because he ended practice by telling the kids to be good listeners at home (as well as on the field).  James took it quite literally and was on his very best behavior all afternoon.




Tonight I helped James build a fort in his bedroom, which he decided to sleep in.  I am hoping my attempts at creating a fun Saturday night don't back-fire and result in a Toddler creeping into my room at the wee hours of the morning.

Henry has been a TERRIBLE sleeper.  Lately he wakes frequently at night, and just wants to be held.  It is not his teeth, and he just had his ears checked at his 9-month well visit (all clear).  He has never been interested in a pacifier, so I don't have many options for soothing him.  Unfortunately, I have had to play the sleep Nazi for the past week, because I am not letting this behavior continue.  The screaming has shortened significantly every night, and I am hoping that he will be over it entirely in the next few days.  There are so many damn theories on the cry-it-out method, but seriously what is worse?  A crying baby?  Perhaps a crying baby AND a crying, exhausted, at the end of her rope Mama?  I am going to go with #2; therefore the cry-it-out method wins.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

It Would Not Be The Start Of A New School Year Without.......

SICKNESS!!!!  That is right, I am currently battling round 1 of sick kiddos this season.  James has been in his new classroom for two measly days, and he woke me up around 4 a.m. sounding like an injured seal.  He has the croup (along with 3 other kids in his class).  Henry is bouncing back from an ear infection, I owe a debt of gratitude to the bottle of ammoxicillan sitting in my fridge right now.  I now have a baby that is back to sleeping through the night! I have my fingers crossed that with the help of a nebulizer and humidifier that we can achieve a full nights sleep for James tonight.

I am also without my husband for the week, so that makes for one bleary-eyed mama.  So currently, I am in survival mode with the two little ones.  Keep everyone alive, and try to maintain sanity while doing so!

Work has been insane this week, I think everyone was in full-on vacation mode last week so it is a lot of follow-up and fielding calls and e-mails this week.  James will be home today and tomorrow; he is already bouncing off the walls so this could get real interesting.

On a side note, I shared a link on Facebook today that really struck a cord with me.  I get really sad when I see young teenage girls wearing next to nothing on their bodies.  I know that it doesn't help matters when stores such as Hollister, Ambercrombie & Fitch, and Forever 21 sell clothing that is big enough to cover a large Toddler but COME ON.  I would NEVER HAVE BEEN ALLOWED OUT OF THE HOUSE if I were to have tried to pull-off some of the outfits that I see around today.  I particularly liked the article because it highlighted the fact that boys take note of this; and there are many boys out there that don't like it.  If these girls don't want to be treated as "objects" then they need to find a way to have respect for themselves and COVER IT UP.  I am sick of seeing shirts that are passed off as dresses, and shorts that barely cover a girls hind end.  END. OF. RANT.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Labor Day, I Would Like a Repeat

Labor day passed us by far too quickly!  First of all, I wasn't even fully recovered from my sister's wedding (the previous weekend) until last weekend.  I enjoyed the long holiday, and having extra time to play with James (despite the fact that he keeps referring to me as an "old fuddy duddy."  Brutal. Honesty.  I guess this is why I let loose the night of the wedding.  The wedding weekend was SO.MUCH.FUN.  James pulled through with his ring bearer duties; even though he broke out in scream of terror as he reached the front of the church (while looking at his hand).  The flower girl very closely followed my instructions to keep a tight grip, so he wouldn't sprint down the aisle.  The whole day reminded me of marrying Jake five years ago; it almost felt as if we were re-newing our own vows.



 



James started school in his new classroom today, I can hardly believe that he is now considered school-aged.  Henry is nearing 9 months old and dangerously close to walking.  There are days that I wish I could just freeze time, because otherwise there will be need for a 3rd Siegert child in the future.  My amazing little men are the loves of my life.  I feel so happy and content when I get to peek in at their little sleeping bodies every night (the happiness is a combination of love and sheer joy at the fact that I have a few minutes of sitting without being asked to find something, or wipe something).

Wishing everyone a happy and successful school year!!!