Thursday, February 21, 2013

Attention Attention

The kids are both dealing with colds. They're better then worse, then one is better and the other worse. It generally takes Sam quite a bit longer to recover than Rachel and she's noticing the difference in attention.... even if she didn't want it before.
When she had the cold we had to fight to wipe her runny nose. She was very good at whipping her face back and forth so you couldn't get a solid wipe. Now we're not chasing her to do that. Now we're saying, Sam come here, let me get your nose. And as we finish with Sam, there is Rachel coming up to have her 'turn', her little nose poked forward like an offering.  ummmm hmmm.

Andrew was away very unexpectedly for a family emergency. He's back now but for 6 loooong tryyying days I was a single parent. Good grief was it hard. It was impossible for me to meet their needs for attention and their behaviour often seemed to spiral out of control. One day in particular was NOT good. They were generally miserable all day, cranky, needy, lashing out at each other and at me. Rachel seemed to cry the entire day. I was reduced to tears mid-day as well. They slept poorly while he was away and were generally a lot more needy....and the second their sibling got attention, the world was ending because they weren't. It was completely exhausting dealing with that much emotion every minute of the day.

I had help for the bedtime routine 3 of the 6 nights. When I didn't I managed alone, making up for the lack of help by keeping things contained to one room at a time and prepping everything in advanced. One night Rachel had an accident in the tub as I was diapering Sam. So I quickly scooped her out and as I was drying her, Sam got into the penaten. I turned around to find diaper cream smeared all over the fancy vent cover, the floor, the drawers, Sam's hand, foot and face. My immediate response was, 'Aaaw Maaaan!' Sam quickly repeated it, aw maaan, and the moment was saved from being totally frustrating. Another night Rachel wailed in her crib and would not fall asleep so we ended up facetiming with Daddy. She kept looking around to see behind the phone as if she could find him back there. After that brief chat she went straight to sleep without a single wimper.

Andrew says they grew up a lot over the week. Sam is starting to repeat words and he has a lot of new sound combinations. They're sturdier on their feet. They seem so much more aware of what is happening around them. They have more hair apparently.

Yes, they may be more grown up but their need for us is perhaps even more apparent at this stage. There is no replacement for Daddy, not even Mommy.

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