So I’ve kind of decided that I need to do a bit more stuff with the kids. There are two now, one is 7 months old with a calm temperament (AJ) and the other is 2 and a half and is as wild as a hurricane (Lolo). So you can imagine I approached this challenge with trepidation.
Results? Not bad. We left home around 9am, just as AJ was thinking about his morning nap. We took the car almost to the station, and then with AJ strapped to my chest and Lolo in the buggy we paced off to the DLR. We got on, parked the buggy, Lolo was released from the buggy and sat in a seat, AJ was put in the pram for nap time. All going smoothly for now! He slept for the rest of the journey which was great, I had to manouver the buggy but apart from that I could concentrate on Lolo. My initial worries were; crowded trains, Lolo running away, two crying children and stairs and escalators. Thankfully the route I’d plotted all involved great lift access so it was easy to get around.
We arrived, grabbed some early lunch and off we went to the Natural History Museum! Our friend Arwa took charge of Lolo thankfully and took her to see all the cool stuff whilst I followed close behind with AJ on my left hip, feeding him an avocado and ham sandwich and pushing the pram… with my third arm. AJ had an awesome time looking at new stuff and getting very full. Lolo enjoyed seeing all the different animals, skeletons, the big blue whale, Dippy Dino, loved playing with all the buttons and levers… and the one thing I tried to get her to remember, the Dodo. Total attention span, I would say from entry to the museum, approx 1 hour and a half. By 2pm AJ was having a mini melt down as he’d been up for a while and there’d been a lot to take in. Lolo also decided that now was the time to start saying ‘no’ a lot and to run around like a headless chicken for a bit. Approx 2pm we left as I knew we had a long journey ahead esp if I wanted a seat on the DLR before people started to pile in. We went to Stratford so I could get a seat, AJ woke up and needed breastfeeding. I always find it feels a little odd/brave on public transport. Anyway all was well except at the last moment… Lolo fell asleep on the DLR. ARGH! So I had an awake AJ in one arm, I couldn’t go get the sling as I couldn’t leave Lolo alone as we were on a moving train so in the end I carried her under my other arm. There I was, two kids, one under each arm, moving train. You’ll be happy to hear we made it safely off the train and all the way home. Most impressively I think was how good Lolo was on the train and that she listened to me. I thought she would be running away! But no. She listened when getting on and off trains (I really did worry I’d either lose the pram or her as the pram requires 2 hands) and was very good navigating the underground with me. It was a very physical day, but a good one.
2nd night of AJ sleeping in with Lolo.
Last night was ok. For us at least. He went down at 7.15pm, we heard nothing when we went to bed at 9.40pm… and then… nothing ….. until 6.15am
Was he quiet all night? Lolo reports that he was. However when he cried this morning during breakfast Lolo put her hands over her ears. This says to me that generally she has had enough of hearing him moaning/cry. We’ll give her a bit of respite this weekend I think and get her in with us for a couple of nights as a treat to say well done and to let her catch up on sleep if she needs it.
However all in all, I felt pleasantly surprised this lunchtime when I realized that as AJ was asleep … in his new room – I could have a shower in our room! This is a luxury as normally when he’s asleep it’s the time I can do things, except for in our room. But now I can reclaim our room; I can enter our room, put away dry washing, tidy our room, have a shower. It genuinely felt refreshing today to be able to go in, pootle round the room tidying up and open the windows and curtains!
Overall it’s also felt amazing to have had 2 solid night’s sleep. I like this. Fingers continue to be crossed.
So sports fans. Quick update. Yesterday was a pivotal day as AJ moved in with Lolo. AJ is now 7months and has been sleeping through the night for many months BUT he’s a noisy sleeper which keeps me up and once or twice a week he might have a proper cry off. Truth is I’m exhausted and need my sleep and he’s fine. I am of course worried about him waking our daughter up and all the fun and games that could happen.
Well, last night: he went down at 6.50pm as he’d had a long day. Bit of a cry and comfort at 7.30pm and that was it! We didn’t hear him again til 6.45am! :) Lolo must have been woken by him at one point as his monkey ended up in the cot with him before we arrived at 6.45am but that’s ok. We’ve had the talk with her about putting things in his cot, the rest we need to hope for the best for. I trust she’s sensible enough not to do anything silly. On the point of Lolo, she seemed fine this morning, not particularly tired, upset with him or distressed so hopefully it was a successful night all round. I on the other hand could not get enough sleep. My hubby said it was like I was dead. Covers were off (I like to be warm) and I didn’t move all night from 9pm til 6.45am.
Today we also had the fun and games of a BCG. Hubby took him to the appointment as I’d had to see the Dr at a different appointment. Apparently there was nothing. A bit of a look of discomfort and he started wriggling a bit but that was it – no crying! Now we have the 6month scab that never heals to look forward to. We’ll see if there are any other symptoms. Fingers crossed.
It’s been a time for change of late. The biggest has just this moment happened. We have moved AJ into Lolo’s room. Holy ****. What have we done.
Moving him into his own room would be ok but moving him in with Lolo comes with a few risks. The whole reason he needs to leave our room is that we as parent’s need our own space back and to be honest, I wake up at his every murmur, whether it’s crying or moaning. AJ is a noisy sleeper so even if he’s slept the night, chances are I haven’t. Also for the few times he does wake up in the middle of the night , he needs to be away from us because all we want to do it pick him up, kiss him, rock him etc. I haven’t fed him at night for months now and the only time he wakes – well, who knows why he wakes. But he needs to figure it out and us messing with him is not helping him do this. Is it a little mean on Lolo? Tbh maybe a little but I’m hoping this waking/moaning will be a short spell. Most of the time she seems to ignore him anyway so I’m hoping her coping mechanism is better than mine.
Now of course we risk:
- Lolo getting woken in the middle of the night
- Her reacting and putting things in his cot
- HER waking him up
- HER coming into our room in the middle of the night!
Well you know what? It’s gotta happen sometime so we may as well crack on. He’s weaning well so his tummy is full of food and milk. He’s able to roll and prefers to sleep on his tummy so that seems to be more comforting. We’ve been getting him to sleep until a decent time (instead of 5am he’s now shifted to 6.30am), but instead, like a trapped pocket of air under a sticker, by removing the 5am wake up he seems to have started waking between 11pm and 2am. It doesn’t happen always and most times its more moaning and he’ll go back to sleep but, for example, last night he was very awake and crying and of course this is the part you worry about for Lolo. But… I need my solid sleep back. I wonder if things are about to get a whole lot worse before they get better – we’re scared, lol, but I’d rather do it now and let the dust settle than just before I go back to work. One less big change for him to cope with when I do. Other mini change? He took about 50ml of formula yesterday. This gives me hope as he’s refused a bottle for almost 5 months now.
All moving along so relentlessly. Love you little man.
Hubby told me in confidence the other day, ‘you know when we were having that ‘heated’ debate?’ I nodded. I was ratty and tired that day. Hubby had Lolo up on the stool at the kitchen counter. ‘Well she found the very small sharp knife and cut an apple in half to eat’.
Mixed emotions to be honest. My most dominant one being; ‘oh my God that’s amazing! She’s so smart!’ And then fluctuated along the spectrum, ‘s@@@ that could have ended REALLY badly, she could have cut her finger! Stabbed herself!’. And ‘why weren’t you keeping an eye on her’ and, ‘did I leave the knife by the edge?’ We’re always careful about keeping things away from the edge just in case. Just shows you you only need to take your eye off the ball the once.
Bottom line. We were very lucky. Lolo. thank you for being a smart kid and not damaging yourself, fluke or otherwise.
And here we are. AJ started sitting around New Years and now he’s becoming a bit of a pro. So yesterday we upgraded him from lie flat on the pram to seated like his sister. Big changes. Question is… Where’s Lolo going to sit?