The Daily Hailey

It was weird today. Very 50/50. The morning was great, and the afternoon sucked the bag. I’ll recap.

Laela slept last night from around 10:00 until 7:00! It was a beautiful stretch. I fed her a big bottle and put her back down and the whole house slept until 10:00! Only at our house, I know. Laela was peachy and fun, and hung out in her MamaRoo while I got Dekker up and gave him breakfast. We all went downstairs for toys soon afterwards and of course, that went well. It almost always does. Its our routine.

After being in the basement for not too terribly long, Dekker came up to me and announced “I pookied,” which is his way of telling me he pooped and needs his diaper changed. Isn’t “pookie” so much cuter than “poop?” I think so. So I asked him if we should go change it and he went for the stairs. But as I followed him up, I realized that he didn’t stink. He hadn’t pooped. So I said that to him, and asked if he needed to poop. He kept motoring up the stairs. I’m excited that he informed me that he needed to poop! Thats the beginning of potty training, maybe, right? So instead of taking him to his room, I took him to the bathroom to see if he’d maybe poop on his little potty. I’ll spare you the suspense. He didn’t. As soon as I started taking his sleeper off, he thought it was bath time and he freaked. But I hugged him and said ” no bath” over and over. When he finally sat down, he got comfy, and we looked through a couple of car magazines together. Then I just strapped his diaper back on and took him back downstairs. And he pooped within minutes. So while we didn’t have complete success, I wouldn’t call it a fail either. We just need to keep building from here I think.

I’ve started napping Dekker later in the afternoon, but he tired out a bit earlier today. At least, he got super irritable earlier, so he went down and I started a project. I know I was saying yesterday how much stuff I needed to do in the next couple of days, and I definitely didn’t touch that at all. I have had a crafty project building in my mind the last couple of weeks and I felt ambitious to give it a go today! I pulled out my sewing machine and got Laela all situated on a play mat. She played like a trooper while I worked. And worked. And worked. And I failed. Turns out my sewing machine is crap. After every seam I would sew, the threads broke off. So I had to rethread it every single time. And then I’d check the seam and it would pull out. So I checked to see if perhaps I was threading it wrong, but I wasn’t. The tensions were off in a bad way but its just a cheap little machine that can barely be adjusted. I say again, its crap. So I wasted a good few hours with nothing to show for them. When I finally gave up, Laela was done being on the floor and needed to eat. As I fed her, I heard Dekker wake. So I got him too.

So. Much. Crying. The rest of my evening was crying. Dekker would not eat his supper. He loves pizza, and it was leftover pizza from the night before. Wouldn’t do it. Lately, he’s entered a phase where he’ll eat less at supper and want a snack before bed. But this was a whole new level for him, not wanting one bite. He started to get very smart mouthed. I would ask him to please take a bite and he would actually shriek “Nnnnnno!” I’m not sure at what age the kid just doesn’t eat then, but I told him to speak more politely and take some bites. But he kept screaming at me. When he took a swing at me, I put him in his room. Sadly, that was not his only time out this evening. When I finally got some food into him, we went downstairs to play while we waited for Brady to get home. My goodness, that boy was on fire. He would bring me a water bottle and point to where the lid should be. If I said I didn’t know where it was, he would whip himself around and scream and frighten the crazy out of Laela. It was horrendous. I adore my kids, but it was a rough evening.

Brady had a crummy day too, and now we’re both totally grumpy and sore and needing some quiet time. Hopefully Laela gets the memo on time.