Several times throughout the day I find myself
thinking "If I had known then what I know now". The reason this blog
is called one clueless girl is because 19 months ago I was just that,
absolutely clueless how to be a Mom. I was clueless how I felt being pregnant,
it was not all butterflies and hearts, I was clueless how my life would change,
I didn't know I would not sleep next to my husband for the next 2 years, I was
clueless how to do the little things like bathe a baby. Over the last 19 months
I learned, it wasn't easy, but like I always say we all survived. We are all
better for it and it has helped me adjust to my life as a mother of two! Those
sleepless nights when I just want to run out the front door screaming I
remember that just a few months ago I was rocking Karson as he was screaming
his head off. In a few months I will be chasing Kooper around and constantly
correcting her. Life is flying by, it doesn't seem like it when you are sleep
deprived and ready to be on a kid free vacation, but when you look back it all
seems like a distant memory.
Our daily lives with two hasn't changed much.
The biggest hurdle is getting both kids down for nap when I am by myself. Since
Karson still has horrible sleeping habits (which we can only blame ourselves
for), I have to lay down with him for the first 15 minutes until he is sound
asleep. I creep out like I am in the Temple of Doom, Indy style. That is only
if little miss decides to stay quiet enough for my light sleeper to pass out.
I've tried nap times in the same room, which was a nightmare. Some days I literally
let him play until he drops! The other day I was nursing Koop on our Perry the
Platypus beanbag and he crawled up in my lap, I looked down and he was out! I
gently put the baby in her bouncer, and by the grace of God they were both
passed out. I was in the most uncomfortable position, the sunlight was coming
into the window burning my eyes out, the air conditioner was blowing right on
me and reruns of Mickey were on, the clickers were far out of reach, but I did
not care I was not moving a damn muscle! I eventually passed out; we all woke
up two hours later sweaty and completely out of it. It was perfect memory and I
will remember it always, even when they are screaming they hate me. Night time
in the Mundell house: Dad sleeps with Karson, I fight Koop to go down and
eventually land in my bed only to be woken up for night time feedings. Kurt
sneaks out every once in awhile, but Karson always comes back out to get his
Daddy. It is not the ideal situation, but it works for us....for now. That is
until I have to go back to work on night shift, then a whole new can of worms
will be opened. I don't know how Kurt is going to do it, I figure Grammy will
be making her appearance pretty often. Once again I know we will survive!
We recently decided to put Karson in gym
classes. He needs the one on one attention from me, he also needs to be around
kids his own age. I hope with him being surrounded by kids his language skills
will improve. Our pediatrician said we should not be worried just yet because
he understands commands and points at what he wants. It just drives me crazy
because I know he can do it! He has let out a couple slip ups out, like good
job Dada and I love you Mommy. I try not to compare his level skill with others
his age, but it is hard not to. Kurt keeps reassuring me he did not start
talking until he was 2, well if you know Kurt you know he never shuts up, so if
he is right I guess we know what to expect. I know he will do it when he is
damn well ready; he also has his father's stubbornness. He was a little lacking
on all of his milestones, rolling over, crawling, walking and now talking.
Other parents have told me to embrace the silence because when he starts he
will never stop. I would be okay with that if he did not whine in the place of
talking. I know what he wants and what he is saying without him talking, I bet
that does not help his desire to talk. Hopefully by the next blog he will have
made some progress.
Hey there readers!
