I had my first day on my own with both children when Bill had to go into work today. Admittedly he didn’t leave til gone ten and came home early, but that was plenty long enough for a first effort! Bea kept me up again last night and so getting up in the morning was super difficult. Bill really had to rouse me before he left as Sam was up and about playing happily in his sand pit and, although highly tempting, falling back to sleep was not an option. I headed straight for the espresso machine. Hooray for not having to stick to decaff any more!
Actually, it really wasn’t all that bad. Bea is an absolute treasure during the day and as quiet as can be. She sleeps a lot and apart from regular feedings and nappy changes she doesn’t require too much attention at the moment. Sam on the other hand is a beast and demands that mummy play with him. If he makes a request and I don’t jump on it he simply repeats it over and over again. “Come on Mummy. Come on Mummy. Come on Mummy. Come on Mummy!” when he wants me to pay him attention or “Mummy Jacks [Big Music Show]! Mummy Jacks! Mummy Jacks! [con]’troller Mummy? Mummy Jacks! Beebies Mummy!” when he wants to watch his favourite TV shows. You get the idea. Wears me out. I’ve never looked forward to his afternoon naptime so much!
Cabin fever set in days ago so when Daddy got home from work I suggested we get out of the house for a bit and take Sam to a park to wear him out. We spent a lovely evening at Bessie Branham park in Kirkwood. Bea and I settled down on a bench and watched Sam and Daddy play on the equipment. Sam was very tuneful hitting a large stick against the chimes set into the wall of the jungle gym. It was fun to watch them.
Sam really wanted to kick Thomas ball around too but that was difficult today as the pitch filled up with a motley bunch of young American football players. Many of the boys seemed to be tubs of lard squeezed into uniforms. Others looked far too young to be running around playing a sport that requires helmets and pads. There were some really tiny tots all padded up and that seemed a bit ridiculous to me. Even Bill commented that it’s not something he’d be comfortable letting Sam participate in.
After a good time at the park we picked up a pizza from MoJo in Oakhurst then headed back to the house to eat it. It’s funny, I’m so used to sharing everything I eat with Sam now that I keep almost finding myself offering food to Bea too. I have to check myself and be reminded that she’s on a breastmilk only diet for at least six months. It’s very weird having an infant to look after again.