Is It Naptime Yet

My husband and I had a conversation last night. It was about him knowing at least 100 things about me. I told him he needed to recite the list and his reply was that he didn’t know their would be a pop quiz. Some how the challenge of whether or not I know 100 things about him came up. I then started listing things and he said I should right them down if I wanted them to count. So here are 100 things about my husband.

1. Jon has lived in Las Vegas his whole life.
2. Jon has 7 siblings. He’s third from the youngest.
3. Jon’s best man at our wedding was Jason, his younger brother who has down syndrome.
4. Watching  The Electric Company helped him learn to read.
5. He learned to swim at 16.
6. He never got his eagle scout.
7. He has three adopted siblings.
8. Jon’s first major in college was mechanical engineering.
9. Jon’s graduating major was computer engineering.
10. He went on a mission to Rochester New York.
11. He went on a trip to the sacred grove while in high school.
12. Jon went and graduated from Western High school, as well as all his older siblings.
13. Jon took German in high school. (I think, he’ll call me on it if I’m wrong.)
14. Jon took weightlifting in high school and was pretty buff if he dare says.
15. Jon played viola in high school
16. He was first chair viola his senior year in all state orchestra. (I think, either that or at his school.)
17. The main food Jon knew how to cook in high school was scrabbled eggs. When his father had a heart attack he feed the grandkids scrabbled eggs for a week until his dad was out of the hospital and his mom was back home.
18. One time a neighbor boy came to his doorstep naked wanting to play.
19. Lacey was Jon’s first kiss.
20. Jon only had one real girlfriend before dating Lacey.
21. Jon went to Redrock elementary.
22. Jon took 10 years to graduate college. He had no motivation to graduate till he got married. He was on his mission for 2 of those years.
23. Jon loves to read.
24. His favorite series of books as a kid are by Joe Dever.
25. He currently works with a team of volunteers to put Joe Dever’s book online.
26. Jon does not affiliate with any political party.
28. Jon use to be a Republican.
29. Jon use to be a Mormon.
30. Jon is a naturalist.
31. Jon has no favorite color, but his wife likes him in blue.
32. Jon has no favorite food, but he most often likes fish a restaurants.
33. Jon does not like sports but will watch them with Lilah.
34. Jon likes to play and spend time with his girls.
35. Jon is even tempered.
36. Jon wants to hike the grand canyon with his family.
37. Jon doesn’t want to go to Italy.
38. Jon likes learning toys for his girls.
39. Jon doesn’t like Wal-mart for political reasons.
40. Jon thought Lacey was cute from the first time he saw her, even though she was under age. 🙂
41. Jon has never gambled.
42. Jon puts the toilet set down.
43. Jon has a crazy tie collection from his mission.
44. Jon has a crazy shirt collection from his mission. Most are unapproved by his wife and will become a quilt eventually.
45. Jon is an excellent writer.
46. Jon knows a lot of two dollar words and even five dollar ones. 🙂
47. Jon is very good at math.
48. Jon has shared a room his whole life, except the few days when he stayed at our apartment before we were married.
49. Jon is a good money saver.
50. Jon has about 100 CD’s, or a least a lot.
51. Jon is a lover of almost all music, though his favorite band is Jethro Tull.
52. Jon was introduced to Jethro Tull while on his mission by another missionary.
53 Jon had three mission presidents while on his mission.
54. Jon had many pets growing up. One was as dog named Blackie who was protective of him.
55. Jon become an uncle at the rip old age of 3.
56. Jon types very well and fast.
57. Jon tries to teach his stubborn wife typing shortcuts but she’s stubborn.
58. Jon wants to retire before he dies. 🙂
59. Jon wants to adopt a child or two someday.
60. Jon enjoys gardening.
61. Jon enjoys the outdoors.
62. Jon cooks wonderful omelets.
63. Jon mostly cooks breakfast foods and bread.
64. Jon doesn’t like cooked carrots.
65. Jon helps his wife by doing dishes.
66. If you ask Jon to do something and you’re perfectly capable of doing it he it won’t do it, or won’t like doing it.
67. Jon wasn’t ticklish until Lacey tickled him.
68. Jon likes to buy tools. Something we didn’t do until we got a house.
69. Jon likes mowing with a push mower.
70. Jon thinks global warming is a crock.
72. Jon sleeps mostly on his belly.
73. Jon wakes up early now that’s he’s old. 🙂
74. Jon enjoys doing yoga.
75. Jon never wants to be in a management position.
76. Jon took Latin in college.
77. Jon has a Qur’an
78. Jon collected bottle caps for a time.
79. Jon has long toes.
80. Jon likes his wife the best.
81. Jon didn’t use his AC when driving alone before he dated Lacey, unless it was really hot.
82. Jon worked at a machinist type shop that built a few robots when in college.
83. Jon had a some smarty pants scholarship when he first started college.
84. Jon has 15 credits towards a masters degree.
85. Jon enjoys working in the higher education system.
86. Jon reads a lot of different blogs daily. He introduced his wife to Bloglines
87. Jon shaves with a straight edge safety razor.
88. Jon is 5’6
89. Jon is the shortest man in his family, and mine.
90. Jon fold clothes for his wife.
91. Jon lets Lacey hog the bed.
92. Jon gets Monday headaches. Sometimes other days of the week also.

93. Jon likes to listen to KNPR public radio.
94. Jon likes it when his wife sings to their daughters
95. Jon doesn’t like to make small talk.
96. Jon likes to take photographs of his girls.
97. Jon likes to brake the sex barriers by letting his girls have boy pajama’s
98. Jon got married when he was 26.
99. Jon loves hugs from his girls when he comes home.
100. Jon doesn’t like American cars. Subaru is his favorite car maker.

So I did it. I was able to list 100 things about my husband, unless I’m wrong a on a couple. Oh well.
I love you honey!

We bought bunk beds this weekend. Not because we really needed them at this time, though Lilah was getting big for her toddler bed that was just a crib converted to a bed, but they were the right price and we’ll need them eventually.
When we were at dinner a couple Thursday’s ago Jon’s boss’s wife mentioned how they were looking for bunk beds and how sad she was that she could only find them for like a thousand dollars, but her friend mentioned Big Lots and how they had bunk beds for $200. They had the bunk bed with a futon bottom, which is what I originally wanted, but they also had this regular bunk bed that converts to two twin beds. The futon bed was dark wood with black metal so I decided against it and we got these. Of course I decided on these after hitting an RC Willey clearance, which had a bunk bed futon for $400 and the Air Force Base which had an ugly wood bunk bed, a primary colors bunk bed and a black metal futon bunk bed. I like the beds we got. They’re well made for being cheap, but they still have some cheapness to them. The bad thing with using someone else’s truck who lives on the other side of town, AKA my dad, is you hate to return things if they have a defect. These just has some wood separated on a leg. Nothing to big that will affect the safety, but not pretty. One day we’ll fill it in with something and then paint them. The beds have other things wrong but, but we’re overall happy with them and we did only pay $200 for the beds them self. Of course we had to also buy a mattress, only one so far, and we’ll need to get a solid board to go under the bed, but for now it works.
I have the room arranged so we actually have about the same space that we had with the two cribs. I like it. Don’t mind the mess in the photos. The mattress is still airing out and I just piled everything on Lilah’s bed so it wasn’t on the floor.
Luckily we have our tent set up out back so Lilah and Jon slept outside last night. I had the fan on to circulate air and the door opened while Eden slept because of the strong scent to the new furniture. I need to go light a candle in there so by nap time it smells nice.
We spent a lot of money this weekend.
We bought the beds, which totaled $323, we visited Costco, which is always over $100, and I bought clothes for the girls. Mervyn’s was having a sale so I was getting knit pants for $2 a pair and overall saved a total of 49%. Some things we’re clearance other things were just on sale. It was great, though half the cloths are for now and half are for winter.:)

It was a crazy weekend. I think we’ve done our big spending for the next three months.

The new bed and a half, since we have only one mattress.

The small room.

My new changing space.

At first we had the beds parallel to one another, but that left so little space that we decided to put them perpendicular.
I also had the changing table against the wall but that left no where for the diaper pail. Putting it against the bed gave me more room.
I like the new arrangement and can’t wait to get ride of the other crib. It’s under Lilah’s bed so I can have so much more storage space once it’s gone.
Anyone want a crib?

My sister moved this past weekend so Thursday I went over to her house to help watch her kids. Howard was suppose to be cleaning the other place while I was there but the night before he got a call from someone he does freelance work for and he went out instead that morning.
I hung out at her house from 8:30 till 1:30. While there I didn’t pack anything, mostly because I didn’t know what to pack but I did vacuum and clean the kitchen table and high chair. I can’t stand crumbs and they had tripled since we had muffins for breakfast.
I left at 1:30 to head over to my friend Anna’s house. I had a doctor’s appointment and had previously  arranged for her to watch the girls that day. She had tons of fun and took them to a near by park while I was gone. She took a gazillion pictures, in which I hope I get a copy of the good ones. 😉 I didn’t know exactly who would be watching my kids that night so we hung out at Anna’s house until we had to leave. Since we started Toy Story 2 while we were there Anna let us borrow it. (The girls have watched it once a day since we’ve had it.) I left Anna’s a 4 and went to my mom’s.  We stayed there until I had to get Jon from downtown Henderson, he had a conference this day. We came back to my parents and hung out until we had to go to dinner. For the conference they were having dinner at the Fiesta buffet and he was aloud to bring a guest, of course he had to pay for the guest, but it was soo much fun talking and meeting his coworkers. Since he changed his job in July he works with a new bunch of people, along with the old ones, but it was nice to met the ones I didn’t know since this was for the new job. We had a fabulous time at the buffet and stayed until 9 talking with his boss, boss’s wife and another coworker.

Friday was a little less busy driving wise.  I had volunteered to work in the temple cafeteria for that afternoon so I drove Jon to Community College in Henderson that morning. Even though that campus is twice as far it took ten minutes less than is does for us to go to UNLV, only because it’s completely on the highway to get there. The girls and I had a good morning at home and I dropped them off at the Lee’s house while I volunteered at the temple. They’re purposely understaffed so they could stay open and they need a lot of volunteers. It was me and another worker for the first part and then another volunteer who comes regularly for the majority of the time. (Really she’s the wife to the temple presidency counselor who oversees the cafeteria.) I was busy for the first three hours there. Running and serving and then trying to keep atop of the dishes. My feet became so sore because I was only wearing regular slippers on the hard tile floors there. It was crazy. Luckily we had a relaxing night at the house, though neither Jon or I were up to playing with the girls. He had a headache and I had/have a sinus infection. The girls were a bit neglected Friday night.

Saturday we dyed Easter eggs at my parents. Jon helped my sister Kristi moved and Carolyn came over to my parents to help dye eggs. It was crazy. We had three different kits because the first kits my mom bought was strange. You put the eggs in a bag and then put drops of the dye on it. We sent her to the store and she came back with a normal kit and one where you had glitter. It used dye in a cup but there was oil in it to make spots or swirl type patterns on the eggs. Again very weird. I like the good ole Pals egg dye with regular vinegar and water. I find that the eggs dye nicely and they don’t get a sticky feel to them later. It was chaos dying eggs. Lilah spilled dye a couple of times and I dropped about four eggs. The chaos was too much and so I took no pictures. I was busy doing damage control and being controlling
I’m glad we dye eggs only once a year.

After being outside on Thursday I got killer allergies. I’m still suffering, which is normal, but Friday was a blur.

Friday started early. I awoke at 6:30 am to get showered and ready to take Jon to work. A friend from high school was getting married and I wanted to attend the sealing.
We took Jon to work and then had breakfast once at home. I got the girls dressed and put on my Sunday best then drove and dropped the girls off at Sam’s house.
I got to the temple just after 9:30 for the 10 am sealing. It was a beautiful sealing. Hearing the promises that I may no longer have hope for saddened me but it made me happy to know that if I’m faithful everything will work out. I find that I’m more cynical when I hear certain promises, I have more of a ‘yeah right’ approach to everything than optimistic and hopeful, though I am usually able to overcome the negative thoughts.
Anyways.
I went to my house to change before I got the girls. The plan was to go straight to my parents house but instead we decided to stay and have a picnic with Britta and Sam. Sam made sandwiches while I went home and grabbed juice boxes and some apples to share with them. Then we met at the park and ate and played for about an hour and a half. I then went back home to get the boxes I forgot for my sister before I headed off to Henderson to met my mom at JoAnn’s. She got there late. 1:50. I left my girls with her and went a hop skip and a jump to our jewelers to drop off my engagement ring. (One of the prongs had been knocked and moved.) I then returned to JoAnn’s at 2:10, or 10 minutes into my mom’s shift. Luckily she mostly just sits there at the viking center part of the store and the other woman she works with/for thought my kids were cute.
I then shopped for a few things and packed up everyone to go. I was so tired at this point. I kept calling Jon to see if I could pick him up early, at 3:30 instead of 5 On account that his wife was exhausted and didn’t want to pick him up later or drive anymore. He was in some training so he didn’t call me until later.

I was close to home, which took my about 30 minutes longer than normal thanks to traffic, and my friend Anna called. She asked me how everything went that morning and I could honestly not remember. I was so tired and allergies were bothering me so much that I forgot all about the sealing. I regained my memory and Jon called on the other line. I changed over to talk to him and even though I was only five minutes from my house I decided to drive and get Jon early rather than go home take the girls out for a 40 minute nap to get them back in the car to get Jon at 5. I wanted to just get him and be done with the car for a couple of hours.
Thankfully he agreed to get off early for me. We picked him up at 4 and drove to Baja Fresh for some dinner. (I’ve been craving Baja.) We got home around 5 because of traffic and ate. I saw an old friend of Jon’s at the sealing and she insisted that I bring him to the reception. ( I was thinking of going alone, just so I wouldn’t have to deal with silly girls.) So after dinner we all went to the reception. Luckily we did see the friend and had a pretty good time except the fact the Eden swallowed a glass stone.
It was a horribly long day. I spent about 4 hours in the car and ended at the exact place I started!

My allergies are still bothering me, though I’m mostly over them. I’ve tried to enjoy a wonderful General Conference weekend, but I found that I wished Jon would take the girls away or that I could lock them in their room so I could pay attention to the speakers.
I’ve been stressed and Lilah seems to push all my buttons all the time lately.
Luckily I did get a little out of today’s sessions.
I’ve also started making our bedroom drapes, well yesterday I started. I hope to have them done by the end of the week. Yay!

I think Jon and I are real parents now. We’ve both been neglectful in different ways the last week or so and finally we’ve had to go through our child’s poop and check for an object she swallowed. I think that is one test of true parenthood, stool checking.

Friday we attended a wedding reception for a friend I went to school with. They had vases filled with decorative glass rocks and flowers. Eden was being very difficult. They only thing she wanted to do was lay in the middle of the floor. We’d pick her up persuade her to eat and then down she would wriggle out of our arms to lay on her belly wherever she landed. Late in the night I got a glass stone from a vase for her to look at. She tried to eat it a couple of times and then I persuaded her to just hold it. We put it on the table and later Jon got her. I guess he also let her play with the stone only he didn’t realize she liked putting it into her mouth. Well at one point she started pointing to her mouth and Jon asked to look in it and to spit whatever it was out. Nothing. He then realized he had been letting her hold the stone. He asked where the stone went and Eden just pointed to her mouth. We asked several people there what we should do. One was a vet and another was an aspiring doctor. OK he was my friends younger brother and he is going to be a doctor, just after he gets his bachelors and then goes to medical school. Anyways. We came to the conclusion it would be alright. After all the stone had no rough edges, though it was about the size of a dime.
On the way home we listened intently to Eden’s breathing making sure she didn’t quietly stop breathing and us never notice. She started coughing and choking a little bit on the way home but after a drink of water she was fine. Our hearts worried. We hoped the stone was not lodged anywhere problematic. We got home and put her into bed. We both worried about her sleeping laying down. What if the stone got caught or changed position and choked her?
We looked up some websites and Jon called a nurses line. Her surety that Eden would be OK helped put us somewhat at ease. After all it was a round object with no jagged edges, she had swallowed it with ease, though it was on the big size for a little girl, but the nurse said it would probably just pass.
Jon was very nervous and slept in the girls room Friday night.
Eden’s been fine and today I was the lucky one to find the stone in one of her stool diapers. Yes I got it out and washed it so we could keep it. After all it was just a little poop, and I’ve gotten that on myself before and I’ve never thrown out body parts.
When Lilah showed the stone to Eden today and she called it ice, so she thought it was suppose to be eaten. 🙂

It has been a hard week for Eden. She’s a little more of a handful than Lilah was at this age, or we were more cautious. In the last week she’s had peanut butter and chocolate. She had a reaction to the chocolate, but luckily it was just small, mostly extra rosy cheeks, and she had no reaction to the peanut butter. She’s also been locked out front on our porch one night. We were just grateful she wandered back to the front door to cry and not onto the sidewalk or street. Now she swallowed a stone. Kids keep you on your toes and really our kids are pretty mild compared to others. I hate to think all the things that wild kids would do under our supervision.

This week was super busy. I didn’t see my husband all too much, though we did manage to have two late nights this week. (one watching a movie another discussing.)
Monday was FHE. It was the one day I had no obligations. Thank goodness for family home evening.
Tuesday Lilah had dance. Britta was sick so I didn’t have to babysit. We went to dance and then I had a Healing Arts class for RS. At the class we discussed different massage techniques that we’ll learn this year and learned to use energy. Hard to explain unless you are familiar with Quantum Touch.
Wednesday my sister Kristi had a stamp party. I said I would go and got my friend Anna to go also. For some reason in public we start acting like sisters. Once home Jon and I watched Brazil, his pick. It was an interesting film dark, but funny, and really just a little strange.
Thursday I had a class for RS, but decided to stay home. I had planned on going, but I’d been so busy plus I hadn’t showered that day, so I stayed home and cuddled with Jon.
Friday I went to my parents house. My sister Carolyn was babysitting for her friend Julie. Nia is Julie’s new daughter and I hadn’t met her yet so I went up there to met her. Afterwards Carolyn and I went shopping at the mall. I needed a bridal shower gift for Saturday and shoes. Luckily I was able to get both and since it was closing time when we left I avoided Cinnabon. I was sad but happy that the temptation was taken from my lips and really never placed in my hands.
Saturday Jon was a SAHD. He made breakfast for the girls while I got ready for a bridal shower. Then off to the shower and I returned home after lunch time. I really wanted to take a nap and I kept returning to the bed, but once the girls were down for their naps I decided to get out the material for my bedroom drapes. I ironed and cut fabric. After messing with my drapes I got ready and went to my friends endowment session. So Jon was in charge of breakfast, lunch and dinner, plus he didn’t leave the house once on Saturday. 🙂
Sunday only I went to church. Eden is getting over her cough, Lilah started coughing on Wednesday and had a fever Friday, we figured it best to keep them both at home.

It was a crazy week. This week will be easier, but for some reason I still have a lot to do. Like curtains, filling, organizing.
I think I’ll try exercising. I’m doing okay just not very consistent right now in my workout routine.

Now I love my mom, but this post is just an observation of things she does and the fact is I do some of them already to a degree.

I’m the youngest of six kids. At one point we even had a dog. When my mom would get mad at us she would spout off all six names and some times even the dog’s name. They wouldn’t be in any specific order. In fact had they been in order she would have been able to get to the older kids names faster, but for whatever reason she would still go through half to all our names every time. We’d say something smart and then it would be Scott, Carolyn, Glenn, Kristi, Andrea, Peggy..LACEY. We always teased her about it afterwards, in which she’d remember our name and get it the first time at that point, but even then not always if it was more that one of us teasing her about it.
I see myself doing the same thing with my two kids, only I don’t call off both names. I get it wrong and then I say, “whatever child you are…..” My husband doesn’t like this approach. He says I know which child I’m talking to and I should call her by name, even if I get it wrong the first time and am frustrated. Maybe when I get mad at him and can’t decide whether to call him, Daddy, Jon or Jonathan, I should call him “whatever husband you are.” That’ll get my neighbors thinking, especially if they know we’re Mormon.

Now that I’m an adult my mom and I have different conversations. I always find it funny talking to my mom about what she taught us kids. I know she taught us a lot, but I think she forgets that there is a vast age difference between us kids, so what she taught one teenager may not have sunk into her 5 or 7 year old. She tells me about things that she taught us kids when we were young, or teenagers. Like she says she talked to us about sex. So I’m 6 years younger than my eldest sister. If she talked to Andrea about sex when she was 11 or 12, I was 5 or 6. I don’t really remember those conversations. Or my mom tells me how she tried to teach an older child how to do something, like sewing. They didn’t want to learn how to sew and the next child didn’t want to learn and the next child didn’t want to learn so by the time she got to me she was tired of trying to teach, so I never learned anything. She figured all the other ones were so stubborn so why try with the last one or two.

I wonder if I’ll be that way with my kids. In some ways I see it already. With Lilah we were very careful to make sure she always used her spoon, with Eden not so much. We’re happy if she just tries to use it. So I get some mornings where applesauce has been eaten by both hands instead of a spoon and is all over the high chair. Or teaching Lilah to clean up. She was the only one who made the mess so we always made sure she cleaned at least half when she was Eden’s age, or 20 months. Now I’m just happy to get Eden to pick up one or two thing some nights. I find myself cleaning after them more because it’s easier then getting them to clean it up themselves.
The weariness of teaching begins.

In truth we’ve gotten up at the same time this week, it just happens to be 9:00am DST and 8:00am standard. This isn’t too good because church starts at 9:00 am. 🙁
Jon’s doing his own boycott of DST. So in some ways I will be constantly reminded, or at least on some weekly bases know that it is only 8:00 not 9:00 and so forth. It makes saying goodbye to him harder in the morning because 6:30 am is just not my hour.
I really don’t like this DST thing except my late night shows come on sooner, which is good if they are on at 10 or later, but bad if they’re on at 9 because the girls are still up.
With DST time I mostly feel like a slacker because I get up “later”.
I just remembered I have to take Jon to work tomorrow so Lilah can go to her class. UGH!! 6:30 or I mean 7:30am really bits. I don’t have to be there tomorrow so maybe I won’t take her and I’ll just let us adjust to the change.This is really going to bite. At least we’ll all get good naps if I decide to go. I don’t want to wake up.

We were in the backyard on Wednesday. Our neighbors directly behind us have a ladder propped up on the back wall. It doesn’t make me especially comfortable but I didn’t care until Wednesday. I was sitting on the grass and looked over and saw a little head peeking over. It was, I’m guessing, the young daughter to that neighbor. This didn’t bother me. What bothered me it when she tossed over a small batter powered, used, sucker fan thing. She’s young I’m sure it was just to be friendly, right? Then she decided to toss over  a bracelet and play pearl necklace. I then said please stop tossing things over or I will tell your mother. It stopped. I was mostly worried about heavy things hitting my girls. The battery sucker fan thing had a plastic stick that poked from it and had it landed on a head I’m sure stitches would have been needed or brain damage had it landed right on Eden’s soft spot. (Yes the possibilities are slim but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t happen.)

The other incident. Our neighbors next to us have two young girls, about 4 and 2. Yesterday they decided it would be fun to throw rocks into our driveway. They’re not rocks, but the basalt yard rocks that crumble if you drive over them or if you’re heavy enough stepping on them will cause them to crumble also. (Geology class paid off!!) When we got home yesterday I asked the neighbor girl if she threw the rocks. She said yes and I asked her to not throw them because they could hurt our car. I don’t know how much she understood in my statement because they speak Spanish as their main language at home.

If you can see “throw things at me” on my house please tell me. But it might only be read by little children or I suppose heard by them.

Last night Lilah woke up 4 times between the hours of 3:30 am and 5:30…well she just stayed awake after 5:30 am.
The first time it was crying, she wanted the radio on.
The second time it was her crawling into bed with us. Jon put her back into hers after a little bit of cuddling. Usually it’s because we need to wake up a bit more before we have the energy to put her back.
5:00 or so it was the hall light that woke me up. I though she was going potty, but she just went to the couch because she couldn’t sleep.
Then 5:30 it was the radio was off again. She then just got up when Jon did at 6 am.

It’s driving me nuts!
Eden starts crying at least once each night. Sometimes it’s night terror’s, I think, and she’s still asleep when she’s crying. Lately she’s actually been awake when I go in there to cuddle her.
Then Lilah has been regularly crawling into bed with us. This drives me nuts. I just let Jon take her back when he’s ready, but I think I’m gonna have to start taking her back immediately because after a few nights she usually stops trying to come in if she knows she’s just going straight back. (This cycle takes place around every two months or so.)
Then the whole waking up and not being able to sleep or needing the music on is driving me nuts! (I think I’ve used that phrase 3 times now) We got the radio as a comfort for nighttime and sickness. I didn’t get it so the cd would play continually all night long!
I’m tempted to take it away and just have them go to sleep without it. She did fine for the first 3 2/3 years of her life she can go without it now.
I just see these as excuses to get attention. Maybe I’m not spending enough time with her in the day or giving her the attention she needs, but what bothers me is I feel that I give her plenty of attention and I spend all day with them.
I just needs it to stop. I’m not getting good sleep so I then sleep while she watches Aurthur in the morning.
I’m tempted to put the gate up at nighttime so she can’t get out but we’d still be able to have the door open to hear Eden if she needs comfort. No music and a gate so she just has to tough it out. The nighttime neediness just gets to me. It’s hard to have patience when you’re sleep deprived and it’s 3:30 am.
I want uninterrupted sleep for a week straight. Is that too hard to ask?

Really I don’t think it is. It’s only been this last month that we’ve had all these problems, before it was occasionally, now it’s a regular occurrence to be awakened by one of the girls. I don’t have a newborn, why do I feel like I do?