Trial by fire

My first day completely solo with both kids wasn't quite the way I envisioned it. Since Timmy is in school M-F and PJO is home on weekends, I thought the first day I had both kids with me we would be doing something fun like a field trip or visiting Grandma.

It wasn't like that.

Here's the play-by-play:

Friday. 3AM. I just finished feeding Ellie and am burping her on the couch when Timmy comes out of his room, half asleep, half crying about his playground arch nemesis pushing him. I told him she's not here and went to his bed to rub his back for a minute before leaving to go back to my room and put Ellie down.

Friday. 3:30AM. Timmy comes into our room complaining that he's cold. Weird. I don't think he's ever complained about this before.

(sometime soon after that)...He's crying and is not comforted by the things that usually work. At some point around now, PJO and I figure out that his tummy hurts. We are both up with him, trying to find a comfortable position. You can't really sleep in a small apartment when someone is crying loudly in it. PJO eventually gets him to fall asleep on him while sitting on the couch.

Friday. 5:15AM. Timmy pukes ALL OVER himself and the couch. He seems a little better right after. This is approximately when we watched the first Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episode of the day.

Friday. All morning. Timmy continues to puke, adding 4 more shirts and 6 towels to the laundry pile. Ellie is an angel, only waking up every once in a while to feed her. Timmy has no energy at all and the only thing he wants to do is watch Mickey.

Around lunch time, we went for a walk and blew bubbles at the park. He seemed better by now, so I gave him lunch and put him down for a nap when we got home. We spent the afternoon alternating between watching Mickey and coloring with chalk on our balcony. I think he probably watched about 7 hours of TV when all was said and done. He also requested to snuggle with Ellie and I finally let him after hand washing and warnings about not kissing her.



He was exhausted by the end of the day. I gave him a bath and as PJO walked in the door from work, Timmy asked to go night-night. He was asleep by 6:30PM.

I was exhausted too. But I felt that I had earned a drink (or five) that day, so I decided to go out for a friend's birthday like I had originally planned. We had given Ellie her first bottle earlier in the week so I was all set to enjoy my first baby-free outing since she was born.



I had an amazing time sipping wine and chatting with friends. It was a relatively early night (home before 11), but both kids rewarded me by sleeping in. Timmy didn't wake up until 7am, which NEVER happens. And since PJO took him to pick up bagels, I got to sleep in until 9am (!!!) after feeding Ellie that morning.

So I survived and so did both kids. Wednesday we plan on driving down with PJO to work so I can hang out with my parents and the kids for a day-o-fun. I hope that's much better than Friday was.