After taking a week off from work in the wake of Caleb's birth, Blake had to head back to the office yesterday, leaving me at home to fly solo with our two small children. I put myself in survival mode and somehow we made it through the day. I even took both boys outside for a short walk to the drugstore and got all the laundry folded and put away (Blake had taken it to the laundromat before he left for the day). Don't let me fool you, though, into thinking that our Tuesday was all smiles and success. There were a few times when Garrett and Caleb apparently mutually decided that it'd add a little more pizazz to the day if they screamed and threw fits at the same time, which might have been fun for them, but it really wasn't so much for me. But by the evening, when Blake returned home, the apartment was still in one piece, and, aside from being completely exhausted, so were the three of us who spent our day there.
And so we survived Tuesday. However, Wednesday has so far been another story altogether.
Shortly after Blake left this morning, Garrett was stung twice -- twice -- by a wasp in our living room. How that creature got inside in the first place, I'm not entirely sure, but dealing with the aftermath of the stings was not pretty. Garrett was in hysterical tears, obviously in a lot of pain, and Caleb, who, a few days after we came home from the hospital, turned in the sort of baby who needs to be constantly held, was left screaming in his swing. After doses of ice, hugs, and Benedryl, Garrett seemed to be doing better (apparently he's not allergic, thank goodness), which allowed me to take care of the baby I had to leave hollering on the sidelines. We survived the stings, but it set our day off on the wrong foot, leaving us with no alternative but to make a brief visit to the park, followed by lunch, and some much-needed naps to get us back in the right. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's hoping the rest of day is a little less eventful.
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oh no! Why does everything seem to go wrong when you're already stressed? I hope the day gets better and the days get easier!! Though I must admit, I'm still waiting for some easier days. Lately, it seems as though Maddy and I are one person...
Sounds exhausting. You are a superhero!
I am pretty sure when there is a bee sting, you can use meat tenderizer, which neutralizes the venom, but you might want to look that up.
But wow, poor Garrett!
Poor Garrett. Poor Caleb. Poor Mommy! Some days a nap is the best part of the day--hope you had a good one. Tomorrow will be better!
How very unfortunate that he was stung. You are incredible!
ps. You're featured on my blog today...
That was the hardest part of having two kids for me - knowing who to neglect and who to take care of ... Good luck!
Oh goodness, stung twice-I'd probably holler too :)
Despite the stress, it sounds like you're handling it pretty well. I don't know how wasps get in, but I've had that happen before too and it left me in tears too! (I was by myself when David was gone for Med school interviews and just stressed out, so it didn't help the situation.) Poor Garrett. Ya'll are troopers! You can do it! And your mom will be there soon to help!
It's hard to be the baby! Sometimes you have to sit in your swing and scream until mom can get to you!
hope the rest of your day was better!
Aw, poor little guys--I hope Mr. Garrett is doing okay. Wasp stings are no fun at all. I've heard the same thing about meat tenderizer--that it works wonders. My mom was stung in the choir loft of our church one day during choir practice, and she ran to the kitchen and found meat tenderizer and it worked like a little charm.
I hope you all got good naps. It sounds like you each deserve some good rest.
Sounds like adventures in mommy-ing! Way to go! (Hope the rest of your day was better, though.)
Yeesh. The flashbacks...
The hardest thing about two kids (at least for me) is how often you have to delay tending to one of the other child's needs, when you are used to being able to jump right on the needs of child one and prevent the situation from escalating. The "triage" of home life becomes a lot harder when you have to literally decide who gets you at any moment of the day.
However, it sounds like you are doing well, really. If you are already in the habit of leaving the house each day, and carrying on as normal, you'll get there in no time! Good luck!
Wow--I couldn't do it. But I guess when it's thrust upon you you figure it out.
Here are two things I figured out once Kenna came along.
1. Screaming doesn't hurt the baby (maybe Mommy's nerves, but baby will be fine).
2. I heard a conference talk (I think Elder Worthlin, not sure) where he said something along the lines of, "One thing at a time." That one line runs through my head often when multiple screams/demands are being requested at the same time.
It helps me to focus... and not go crazy. ;)
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