My 6 year old Macbook has seen better days. The “T” is missing from my keyboard, the screen is black for the first few times I open the computer, and it can’t ever be disconnected from its charger. These things fuel my blogging procrastination. Silly I know…so here’s a recap on this week’s happy triggers!
Monday, March 9: HAPPINESS IS: A Blankie
If you know me well, you know that I still sleep with my childhood blankie…every night. There was a year where I lost it in a sea of boxes during a move, but once it was rediscovered not marriage, honeymoons, or babies could keep us apart (much to Taylor’s dismay and effort). Noah sleeps with his blankie-paci every night (the two are an inseparable combo which is heading for a really rough break up now that he’s 3). I bought Aria the same set of Aden and Anais muslin blankets that Noah is vehemently attached to hoping to give her the gift of security and comfort in a piece of cotton as well. It’s been a slow moving process even though I give her one of the 4 blankies at every snuggly moment possible.
Monday night, as I was putting the little monkey to bed, I stuck to my same routine of zipping her up in the sleep sack (also by Aden and Anais), giving her the giraffe wubanub, and then I picked up the blankie. Normally, I force it into her arms and it’s usually chucked aside before I even turn off the lights, but tonight, with one hand thumbing the giraffe’s ears, the other arm opened for the blankie to be tucked snugly beside her. It was the sweetest thing and darn it, if I didn’t want to climb in that crib next to her. Watching my children sleep is the most overwhelming feeling that I luckily get to experience every night.
Tuesday, March 10: HAPPINESS IS: A Big Fat Failure
Honestly, some days are just a wash. I tried. I tried desperately to find the happiness among my frustrations and exhaustion, but I failed. I feel guilty not finding one solid thing that could bring me back from the brink of insanity. It was toddler tantrums and mommy madness all day long and I just chalked this day up to a loss.
Wednesday, March 11: HAPPINESS IS: Loads of Fun
We have been seriously slacking on our chore list. Laundry has been piling up and Noah is down to his oopsie underwear. It’s not so much the actual washing and drying of clothes that is our problem. The folding and putting away is where we run into trouble (i.e. procrastination). Wednesday, I decided to take on 2 loads of the kids laundry…with both kids wide awake. Noah was set with a show, but my little monkey, Aria, was keen on making this tougher than I needed it to be.
Luckily, when I was re-organizing our storage in the basement (which FYI, is still a mess), I found the mesh teethers that my sister gave me after I had Noah. I didn’t find them super useful with Noah, but my sister in law was praising their glory when I saw her a few weeks ago which encouraged me to give them a second chance. I am so happy I did. I stuck a slice of apple in the teether and was able to fold and put away the laundry before Aria so much as peeped or fussed.
You would think after all this outside playtime glory, the kids would nap like champs. You would be WRONG. Aria slept for a whopping 45 minutes and I saw Noah fidgeting about once or twice. I said “to hell with it”, got them both out of bed by 3:30, and cured my nap-time blues by taking the kids for a walk. I’m pretty sure that walk was the final nail in this year’s SAD coffin. I see you Spring, I see you!