We've had a bit of recent upheaval with my husband's job, and are now living off our GIBill benefits. This is fine, we can do it, but it is a total budget revamp and a pain in my ass. He has sent out his resume to tons of job possibilities, but living in Southern California where the job market is even less stellar than most places I'm not too optomistic. Of course, having him home has upsides: I have an actual adult to talk to during the day, an extra set of eyes while I'm doing chores, and he is much less stressed out.
My second kiddo, W's, teacher sent a letter home the other day to let me know that he had only returned 2 of the last 6 weeks worth of spelling homework. Ugh, totally my fault. He brings it home on Monday and we do some of it everyday. The problem is that it isn't turned in until Friday and somehow it goes poof between Monday and Friday. I try to remind him to replace it on the fridge after we complete the daily portion but either the homework monster is eating it or it is simply not making it there in the first place. It's a great big mommy FAIL that I'm not more vigilant about where it goes. So, now, we are trying to keep it in his homework folder so I can see it going in there between wrestling with the twins and handling a cranky afternoon baby. (Next upside the the husband being home, he can make sure this is being done, whoo, hoo.)At least his math and reading homework makes it to the teacher every day.
Potty training, one of the least fun jobs a parent has. Parents always look foreward to moving past the diapering stage, but nobody really prepares you for the job of potty training. It is completely hit or miss. Is the little guy ready? Is he interested? Does he know when he is going/has to go? Can you convince him to sit on the toilet without a fight? After one false start, H, one half of my 3 yo twins is now potty trained; C is not even remotely close. As I was helping H the other day I realized that I have been changing diapers for almost 9.5 years now and who knows how long it will be before B is potty trained. At least I get to enjoy my cute cloth diapers that much longer!
I've fallen into a trap that I willingly walked into with little B and now I'm trying to figure out how to escape. He is very much like his oldest brother T, a snuggle bug who does not like to be alone. He was such an amazing sleeper until his 4 mo sleep regression, then it was all down hill from there. Finally, sleep deprived, and perfectly happy to snuggle my last baby for as long as possible, I brought him to bed with me. We get so much more sleep, but I've become a human pacifier and this will not work long term. SO, we have to figure out how to sleep train a little guy, who like his big brother, does not do even no cry sleep solutions. He is not a CIO candidate because of the following hysterics that are nearly theatrical in nature and if he mirrors his brother any more will result in him climbing out of his crib at 8 mos. Our solution with T was a mattress on the floor, one of us would lay with him until he fell asleep and then leave, and he would then sleep through the night. Easy when he is the only kiddo, not so easy when you have a house full of them and no extra mattress to put on the floor either. A friend made a cosleeper out of the crib so I'm considering that, at least then I can get up in the middle of the night to take care of the other guys; unfortunately, room is limited and I'm not sure it will fit.
Anyway, the point of this is that (as a Douglas Adams fan) I will "keep banging the rocks together" and things will work out and and fall into place. Then we can tackle new problems, LOL!
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