Psychotomy

So, yesterday DK skipped his nap. Meaning, usually, that he’ll fall asleep around 7 or 8. Sometimes I actually have to try to keep him awake that late. Before 7 means up by 9 and wide awake until 1 :o

Well, technically, apparently he curled up with Mommy while PI was snuggled up, and took a nap for about half an hour. At 9 in the morning.

And apparently that partially counted. Because he was still up at 9. I took him upstairs once I decided he was obviously tired. He lay down, chanted nonononononono while curled up on the comforter … and passed out :o Tired.

Then he woke up about 10:30 (?) screaming and could only be soothed down by mommy. Then PI was screaming and we gave her a bath, hoping the warm water would help her stuffed up sinuses.

I went to bed about midnight afte doing a few other things (diaper laundry) and chatting with Kiir. Then about 2, more nightmares, more mommy. We swapped beds and I went to sleep in the bed with PI while Kiir went to sleep with DK.

Then about 3:30 or 4, PI started getting hungry, but I let Kiir get some more sleep and dozed with PI suckling my finger. Kiir came back over about 4:30, 5ish I took PI and went to lay down with DK. The PI got fussy and stuffy and screamy.

So I got up to take her back to Kiir, and DK almost woke up. So I just took PI downstairs and we hung out for a few hours until I left for work about 7:15 …

DK skipped his nap again today. He’s already in bed. I’m hoping to skip the nightmares part :(

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So, last night DK took me upstairs and had me reading to him in bed starting at about 8pm or so. He wasn’t quite ready to go to bed, but he was tired and he felt it was about time for bed so he led me upstairs by the hand and closed his door and brought me some books. He even snuggled in and pulled the covers up on himself. It’s obscenely cute, actually, when he does that.

Anyway, after a bit I had to go change PI’s diaper, and I commented that DK seemed like he might be ready for bed. This somehow led to a pushing match between Kiir’s parents about which one of them got to put him to bed. Grandpa won.

Now, first of all, when we put him to bed, it’s a very cooperative process. Which we take grief over, because “you need to set the limits, he needs to obey them.” But we set general guidelines and keep things flexible. Which means that when he seems to be sufficiently tired to go to bed, frequently about 11ish, I’ll take him up and we read some, maybe 10-20 minutes usually, and then we’ll turn off the light and he’ll snuggle up with my head on his chest and go to sleep in a bit.

When Dadi and Dada put him to bed last weekend, while we were at the hospital for PI’s birth, he basically passed out on their laps watching a movie around 12:30 and they transferred him to the bed. That might have been partially due to us having vanished they were giving him more slack than they might normally, I don’t know.

When grandpa took him for bed last night, he laid down with him and forcibly held DK down. Last time he was up he did that too, and the bedtime story was how mommy was sad because her grandpa had died. He didn’t get very far into the story this time before I came back in and picked DK up, b/c DK was absolutely hysterical. It wasn’t “I don’t wanna go to sleep” screaming, it was more “help!!!! DADDDDY!!!! WHERES MY DADDDDDDDYY!!!!?????” screaming. So I went in and picked him up, and he grabbed the door to push it all the way open, since I’d only opened it partway in my haste. Then, clutching the door and my neck, he turns and shouts “GET OUT!”

We went back and did bed about 30 minutes later when he had calmed down again. Took him ten minutes to stop sobbing and gasping :(

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It’s like the Japanese Tea Ceremony. but instead of tea, you pour your capri sun into a little square bowl and hten drink from that.

My son is so weird ;)

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So, Kiir had our second child, a girl, on Saturday. With DK, there were 6 or more people around during labor and delivery. Which was good, b/c she went into an emergency C and they had to put her completely under which meant they threw me out and didn’t have time to explain or anything.

But this timeit was just the two of us. The two doula-trainees we had last time, we never got around to looking up doula’s, plus they cost a lot if you don’t get the trainees. Her mom was still in atlanta, because we were slightly less pre-scheduled this time. And my parents were at the house keeping an eye on DK for us.

And it turns out? That was a BAD plan. It was OK from 7:30 when we got there until about 1ish? That would be when the epidural was wearing off/just not working right, so every contraction she was in pain …

I appear to have a character flaw. I dislike seeing my wife in pain. She eventually made me call my mom and ask her to come stay with me. Because she couldn’t deal with the contractions AND being my support. Because I’m supposed to be supporting her, an’ all, not the other way around.

Of course, by the time my mom got there, they’d redone the epidural and the pain was mostly cleared up, but it was still good to have someone there with me. Especially since then Sarah got to have the baby, too.

(then I missed my saturday pill, and was breaking down all over on Sunday oi; I may need to talk to doc about updating my scrip to something stronger or something)

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So, after various bits and bobs (including lunch where he ate his entire meal and half a basket of fries), we’re home and watching some Tigger * Pooh and Handy Manny, DK decides to go out to the kitchen for something.

Of course, this means he grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen to get whatever it is he can’t reach. He starts pulling things out of the fridge. “You want blueberries? Strawberries? You can’t have the maple syrup” and he eventually found the tortilla shells. Cool, he likes eating tortilla shells sometimes, so I take one out of hte package and toss it back in the fridge. He gets all huffy and keeps pushing me away while he pulls out the tortillas again and hands them to me.

Now, I’m thinking “fine, we’ll leave them on the stove while you eat. They keep” but he’s back in the fridge pulling out the big bag of cheese.

“Wait, do you want a quesadilla?” and he starts hopping and dancing while handing me the cheese …

So I made him a quesadilla and he was happy for the piece he ate. Then he was done :o

Apparently I’m a short order cook, and he was spelling things out for me :o

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So, today whilst DK took his nap upstairs, we went out and put in the baby’s carseat so the car is ready.

Before that I took the car out and vacuumed it out (wow there were a lot of crumbs) and we ended up having to move DK’s seat over behind the driver b/c they just don’t quite fit in next to each other :/ So the backseat is taken, now. Middle seat is virtually useless oh well

Yesterday we picked up some more of hte living room, but we still haven’t worked the basement enough for me to move the rocking chair downstairs so we can set up the baby swing, but that may end up needing to happen without being ready for that switch. Because I doubt we’re getting to the basement significantly in the next week, and Kiir’s running up to her due date pretty fast now …

DK seems to be better and we went for swimming today. He was willing to stand in the shallow area, but didn’t really seem to want to DO anything. Think he’s still a little clingy and a little water-shy after being sick. No, I don’t really know why being sick made him water shy, but since then he’s screamed every time we try to put him in the bath (and will shake his head repeating no no no if you ask if he wants a bath ; he’s quite vehement on the topic). After the pool I tortured him by holding him down while I washed and rinsed his hair. While I was dressing though, he wandered back into the shower and was playing in it some, so at least he’s warming back up to the whole thing …

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So, Wednesday afternoon he climbed out of the bath to have diarrhea on the floor. Quite thoughtful, really, since the toys are a nuisance to clean, but the bath mat i can toss in the laundry.

Wednesday night he threw up in the bed. I stayed home Thursday for him.

Thursday he ran 101-105 all day, and only the motrin was helping at all. So I stayed home Friday.

Friday he ran around, happy and not seemingly sick at all. Touch of a fever still, but not much of one. Had some diarrhea in the evening again, but not much, and he didnt’ eat anything thursday, so not surprising.

Saturday he didn’t want to play at Gymboree. Tired, clingy. Lots of TV and XBox. But seemingly OK. I made black bean quesadillas for dinner and gave him a chocolate milk. Later we went to the grocery store and he gave me back dinner. His coat and pants were coated, and my coat got it when I picked him up. (My coat is at the cleaner’s now ; his went through the laundry)

Sunday we took it slow, more TV and XBox. Fried rice at dinner. He was out by 7. Took him up, laid him down in the bed. And he started throwing up. Bath, sheet change, back to bed.

This morning my alarm went off, and he wanted some gatorade to drink. Ten mintues later he’s draining gatorade back into the sheets. I stayed home again.

Two sheets changes in 12 hours. And he still feels lousy :(

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DK has decided of late that he is a big proponent of not sleeping.

He’s been going down between 10:30 and 11:30 for the last week or so, but we think that’s partially he’s been sick. Last night we tried putting him to bed ~9:30, and he was having none of it. We came downstairs, he ate the last mozerella sticks and went down pretty easy about 10:30ish.

And that’s happened a few times. Doesn’t go to bed, we have cheese sticks and a new diaper, bed.

So tonight we were going to try dinner over by 6 (which weekdays it generally is anyway), cheese sticks around 8, bed at 9. Except dinner didn’t get out until after 6:30, and he didnt eat much until the rest of dinner was out (we had crabcakes, but they wanted 30 minute in the oven, so I heated up leftover pasta w/ pesto for him ; his was out ~6:25, ours came out ~6:55). Dinner finished around 7:15. He started laying odown on my lap and all, so we went ahead and tried bedtime early. Nothing doing.

Came downstairs, he ate two cheese sticks, which was surprising because he didnt quite finish his second bowl of pasta. tried bed again, still no go.

Kiir took him up about 10. About 10:40 they called me up to snuggle on his otherside. About 11:10 he was finally out.

Oi. Needless to say, I’m not getting much chance to post lately :o

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