another hiatus – although this time, it was less because i was overwhelmed by life and more because of technical issues. seems ABN’s server was hacked (yeah, i also have no idea what that means) and so we were not only off-line for a while but he also spent many hours that he really doesn’t have getting this space back in some semblance of order (it should be noted, all this work wasn’t JUST for my blog – the server, apparently, is sorta the center of a lot that is important to ABN – at least the things that aren’t living and breathing). ANYWAY, all of this is a very long way of me saying – hi.
things are good. it’s been 4 months since Z made his debut and we are finding our groove – although, that groove has a constant way of switching things up…but still…we’re making it work…most of the time. i continue to believe that having two kids is like the hardest thing ever (and feel strongly that the silence around the subject is some weird evolution thing– otherwise us humans might die out!), other than 3 or more which is just damn crazy.
our summer continues to trek along. EBN spends her days at “camp” (which is exactly the same as school except i pack a lunch and she brings a swim suit that she uses at a water table) and at swim (which i drive to the other end of the earth for but it’s worth it because the kid is learning to swim). and Z gets schlepped along. he rarely naps for more than 45 minutes but he also rarely gets the chance to nap in his crib so really – he can’t be blamed.
EBN also continues to manhandle her brother at every opportunity. it’s like a magnet pulls her directly towards him. she grabs his feet and does wheels on the bus, she squeezes his cheeks and tells him he is so cute and she falls on top of him and covers him in kisses. it’s adorable and it is also…a lot. i figure at some point in the not too distant future he’s going to slug her but for now, it works. i guess.
we leave for the east coast in a little over a week. truthfully this seemed like a great idea at the time – and by that i mean when Z was no more than a bump on a log and i figured he’d nurse and sleep and not move much throughout the 6 hour flight. but now the kid wiggles and rolls and is huge and, of course, still spits up a ton. so that should be fun. luckily, EBN will have her binder (more on that in another post one day when i get around to it) and the iPad (i seriously have no idea what we would do without that thing) so it will just be all Z all the time.
oh, and we’ve been sleep training (and by WE i mean me because ABN is useless in the middle of the night – i say in the most loving way possible. all i really need for him is reassurance that we’re doing the right thing and not scarring our child for life, because when the kiddo cries at 3am it hurts my soul. but if i wake ABN and say Z is crying, he leaps to his feet to run to the rescue, forgetting the intended goal. not helpful). you can go ahead and judge me but the kid is 4 months and 16 pounds and while i’m happy to still feed him once a night (which i think is generous of me, really), i’m not prepared to feed him every two hours. and i’d like him to be able to go to sleep on his own rather than being rocked because, well, i want it all. he cries for 5 minutes every time i put him down (yes, i’d prefer him to babble for a bit and then roll over peacefully but there are somethings you just gotta go with) and sleeps from 7-5 with a brief waking around 3 in which he rolls around and fusses and i watch him intently on the monitor. i think we’re doing pretty well.
alright, EBN and ABN are on a rare morning walk which means i should take advantage of only having one kid and give him some direct eye contact. more sooner rather than later…