Not that Hailey is a baby, although she will tell you, earnestly and repeatedly, that she was one, once upon a time. She grew in her mommy's belly, and she came out, once upon a time. And even her mommy, once upon a time, grew in her mommy's belly. That's me, and when her mommy came out of my belly, she was a little bitty baby, once upon a time.
But, for now, the little bitty baby is Warren.
Sibling rivalry is not a problem. Hailey is overly helpful and playful with the BB. (Big Boy, Baby Brother, Baby Boy, BuB,) I have to give my daughter a lot of credit for not inducing rivalry by pushing big sis out of baby's face, away from baby's body, etc. That is not an easy job, folks. It was Tam's example that kept me from doing any of those snappy, cranky. mean-mammaw things.
Sibling displacement or something like that is more difficult to maneuver. That is the source of the 'once upon a time' stories. It's reassuring that Mammaw's story and Mommy's are the same. It's reassuring that everything happens that way to everyone.
It's a little scary, too.
Hailey is finding things to be afraid of. She's always been off and on about being afraid of the dark, and bugs that jump at you are frightening. Now she's afraid of the boogeyman, and ghosts, and, monsters (although she loves the Monsters, Inc collections and offshoots. I'm guessing they make monsters friendly.)
She's not so afraid of bugs, or wasn't when she left here. We armed her with a fly swatter. She can kill any bugs at arm's length. She can even scoop them up and take them outside all by herself. She'll go through the kitchen to the bathroom and call out, "Shut up cricket, I'm coming IN."
All this is normal, and I'm hoping that the excitement of going to school will help her. Kind of worried -- there's a great degree of Social Anxiety type problems in the family, and we may just be exchanging insecurities for her.
But that's pretty much how Real Life works anyway. It will be our job to keep her armed with flyswatters and the ability to express herself and communicate her concerns.
So far, so good.
Baby is a pretty good little one. He was regular with his eating, but you can sure tell that he has a third shift mommy. Bedtime is 6 to 10 at night, play time is 5 to 8 in the morning, sleepy time, nine to noon. Naptime 3 to 6.
Tam asked me to make sure he got tummy time, so I just threw him on the floor, or so I told Hailey.
She got upset the first few times I said I was just going to throw him on the floor, but she soon found that to be a wonderful, wonderful playtime.
And so it was.
But they've gone home now, and I got some sleep last night. I gotta tell ya, Baby's 4 hour sleep schedule and Mammaw's 5 hour sleep schedule just didn't want to synchronize very well at all. And he sure wasn't accommodating to change!
A wonderful half week.
Happy Father's Day to Rex.
But, for now, the little bitty baby is Warren.
Sibling rivalry is not a problem. Hailey is overly helpful and playful with the BB. (Big Boy, Baby Brother, Baby Boy, BuB,) I have to give my daughter a lot of credit for not inducing rivalry by pushing big sis out of baby's face, away from baby's body, etc. That is not an easy job, folks. It was Tam's example that kept me from doing any of those snappy, cranky. mean-mammaw things.
Sibling displacement or something like that is more difficult to maneuver. That is the source of the 'once upon a time' stories. It's reassuring that Mammaw's story and Mommy's are the same. It's reassuring that everything happens that way to everyone.
It's a little scary, too.
Hailey is finding things to be afraid of. She's always been off and on about being afraid of the dark, and bugs that jump at you are frightening. Now she's afraid of the boogeyman, and ghosts, and, monsters (although she loves the Monsters, Inc collections and offshoots. I'm guessing they make monsters friendly.)
She's not so afraid of bugs, or wasn't when she left here. We armed her with a fly swatter. She can kill any bugs at arm's length. She can even scoop them up and take them outside all by herself. She'll go through the kitchen to the bathroom and call out, "Shut up cricket, I'm coming IN."
All this is normal, and I'm hoping that the excitement of going to school will help her. Kind of worried -- there's a great degree of Social Anxiety type problems in the family, and we may just be exchanging insecurities for her.
But that's pretty much how Real Life works anyway. It will be our job to keep her armed with flyswatters and the ability to express herself and communicate her concerns.
So far, so good.
Baby is a pretty good little one. He was regular with his eating, but you can sure tell that he has a third shift mommy. Bedtime is 6 to 10 at night, play time is 5 to 8 in the morning, sleepy time, nine to noon. Naptime 3 to 6.
Tam asked me to make sure he got tummy time, so I just threw him on the floor, or so I told Hailey.
She got upset the first few times I said I was just going to throw him on the floor, but she soon found that to be a wonderful, wonderful playtime.And so it was.
But they've gone home now, and I got some sleep last night. I gotta tell ya, Baby's 4 hour sleep schedule and Mammaw's 5 hour sleep schedule just didn't want to synchronize very well at all. And he sure wasn't accommodating to change!
A wonderful half week.
Happy Father's Day to Rex.
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