Omigosh I am so tired. We just got Sam off to sleep having been trying since Bill got home at seven. He just doesn’t want anything to do with the Land of Nod. At the moment I can also pretty much guarantee that he’ll be awake and demanding attention at 1, and then 4 and probably 6.30am. Neither of us have a clue what happened to our excellent little sleeper who would happily go down for a ten hour stretch at night.
Sam has been even worse the last few nights and we ended up missing our Monday stroll in the park and Mommy and Me class at the Y on Tuesday because he finally went to sleep at half four and I was exhausted and happy to let him dream.
I really ought to be going straight to bed and catching up myself now but instead I’m enjoying a little moment of peace with a hot milk and trying to be me for a little while again.
Today we went to the library for infant storytime. We had to make sure we got there early because they only let the first fifteen in and then lock the doors, which is what happened to Alyssa and Lucas last week when we were wondering why we’d been stood up. Sam has a great time there now as they have a fantastic selection of interesting toys to play with and he gets to interact with lots of other children.
Toys then get cleared away and books doled out. We’re then supposed to read to the babies, but at the moment our kids just are too distracted by each other and would rather eat the books. A more formal story time then follows, along with action rhymes and silly verses. This morning half the attendees were people we already knew from the medical centre so that was lots of fun.
When Sam and I got home he’d passed out in his car seat and I know from experience that he may seem completely zonked but that as soon as I carry him in and he reaches his cot his eyes would pop right open and like a little clockwork toy he’d be wound up and ready to go again. I decided to just leave him, walk away and enjoy some peace today.
But never fear, I wasn’t as terrible a mummy as I sound. Of course, I couldn’t leave him in the car unattended. I ended up slogging away in the front yard raking up all the leaves while Sam slumbered. This worked really well until a neighbour saw Sam past the open car door and came over to see how he’s doing. Both dogs started going crazy and then of course Sam was wide awake and ready for action again. Bah!
He ended up “helping” me with the yard work and we managed to keep most of the leaves on the driveway out of his mouth and get them bagged up.
Ooooh! Sam also had a great time cruising that brick wall (with me hovering behind him being a paranoid mum as he was on concrete) and demonstrating that he has mastered standing up on his own with no assistance. Several times he let go of the wall, stood up straight and kept his balance like a champ. Go Sam!
Oh and I didn’t totally freak out when I raked up some leaves to uncover a lurking brown snake. I had big, thick, long, gardening gloves on so I even did a bit of a Steve Irwin and grabbed the lizard long enough to toss it well out of the way. Of course, my first thought was “blimey that’s a big strange looking gloworm!” but then afterwards I remembered where I was.
Ok, milk is gone, time to crawl into bed. Ugh, have to get up even earlier tomorrow too because Perdie is going to the body shop to be repaired first thing. I hate mornings and having to get up!