So where has time flown? Oh, thats right we just moved a billion miles from anything we recognized as our home. When you live in any one place long enough it really becomes home and I have to say that this move has been rough. We still have boxes at our apartment and its not a lack of trying either. We are just exhausted with trying to keep up with a toddler and a small baby. The drive didn't seem like it was going to end and when we finally made it, it still wasn't the end.
Our toddler has been upset and trying to figure out that she must have her crib facing the door took us a couple of weeks. Hubby wanted her to just sleep with us and I thought there is no way I'm going to have two children in bed with us. I have heard of parents never getting kids out of their bed and I don't know how they keep their marriages alive. It kind of scares me that our youngest is so happy and content to sleep snuggled right up to me. I have actually been found to be pushed into the co-sleeper more than once. She snuggles and I move slightly away and this goes on and on until I'm almost off the bed. I need my room!
Well the diastasis recti doesn't help much either. I literally don't have the abdomen strength to pick her up and put her back into the co-sleeper. So this is a vicious cycle in which she ends up in our bed nursing on me all night and sleeping with us. She used to sleep 4-6 hours straight and right before the move decided that wasn't good enough. I love her, but I'm afraid she will be three years old still climbing into bed with us. I scoffed at friends who allowed their kids in their beds and thought I'll never do that. Well here is my biggest fear coming true. Now granted our youngest is not even five months old yet so maybe I shouldn't worry yet, but I don't want to set a precedent for things to come.
Well I must get going...What always happens is someone needs something and sadly, I must stop what I'm doing and help them because didn't you know that mommies are super heroes....I just wished benefits were included!