God life has changed lately... the boys have grown up so much in the last few weeks that next time we blink it will be “here come 2 teenagers with smelly feet and attitude!”. As I write E is holding on to my laptop so that it doesn’t fall on V’s head, who is holding on to my leg to reach for the laptop! There is no chance for me to escape now. Wherever I go I have a small person following...
V discovered the crawl motion about 3 weeks ago and then in a couple of days learnt how to pull himself up, holding on to everything and everyone which/who is in the upright position and that he encounters on the way. Even Nala the dog has just become a walking aid! She freezes mid pace as soon as she feels the 2 little hands holding on to her fur.
In the same breath, his two first teeth popped out, like that, by magic! I felt them as I put my finger in his mouth, like every day of the previous month. I was desperately looking for the sign of a tooth, proving that my little boy would not live his life without teeth and condemned to mash forever. It seemed that they took ages and although I know each baby is different in the way they develop, I was worried that’s it. Just like a mother would worry. Wouldn’t you worry?
So in a great attempt to please mummy, we had 2 teeth at once!
With V being so mobile so quickly, it seems that my dream of a summer holiday, lounging by the pool, with a book (and a margarita) glancing at E who runs around with his cousins, while V is nicely crawling on the grass, with very low risk on endangering himself are gone... vanished! This boy will walk by then, with all that it entails: falls, bruises, cries, galloping heart rate for us, following everywhere to prevent the above... nothing looking much like a relaxing holiday... But can you ever have a relaxing holiday with children?
The days still start at 6 am, with the difference that it is daylight and warm and that we can have breakfast in the garden. But then no chance of reading the paper, because you need to organise the day, feed, change nappies, stop arguments, entertain, run around... I am tired just typing this!
Maybe I need to give up the idea of ever having holidays again... I can hear you laughing at my childish naivety... ok so what? It is really nice in my world, you know.
So like I was saying life has dramatically changed lately and it is mainly due to the fact that V is now so mobile and awake! Working seems impossible. I wake up every day with all these projects and things that can be done and comes the evening, I usually have done nothing else apart from watching these 2 boys fight! Because they fight so much already!! Ok they also do make each other laugh so much that they start snorting like pigs, but still they do fight... I am thinking of placing bets on the winner every time there is an argument from now on. If I get C involved there might be some good cash to be made...
To make matters worse, recession and all the “let’s make sure we gather a few pounds in case it hits us hard” means that we made the very, very, VERY hard decision to give up Super Nanny on a regular basis! However this will have to change and we will have to have her back, I WANT HER BACK!!! I’ll give up my shoes and bags addiction... hang on a minute, I have already done that... so maybe I will give up reduce my chocolate intake... Whatever it takes, I'll do whatever it takes to have Super Nanny back! I'll even sell my shoes and bags remainders of my previous life...
Anyway, yes the house is a mess all the time, the business is at stand still, C and I don’t have much time for each other, I don’t see many friends because I am busy or knackered all the time... but I love my two little wrestlers and maybe one day who knows I will make money betting on the winner, once they’ve become professional rugby player (for France of course!) Craig has got high hopes for them, but ideally playing for England!
I totally know how you feel, this 'recession' crap sucks. My business is suffering, my bf's business is seemingly alright but not as good as last year, and I miss dropping off my daughter at the nanny's in the afternoons (a severe cutback, bleh)
Posted by: Fab Brunette | Friday, 01 May 2009 at 09:13 PM
Oh Peggy - poor you! I know how you feel. I was so excited when my first one started crawling - I even called my Mum on the phone to tell her!!! And then after about a day I realised the truth of the matter - I couldn't just plonk her in the middle of the room and get on with things! Overnight my life just changed. It was pretty hard to adjust to. Needless to say, when the second one came along I was all for her learing to crawl as late as possible! But try not to worry - things will get back on track soon xxx
Posted by: Maternal Tales | Sunday, 03 May 2009 at 10:37 PM
Please stay in this childish world, we just love it over here in Lala-Land! And I would miss you just too much! :-)
I don't know how any of you do it with more than one of the little ones. I suggested to my husband last night that we re-think our plan of having two kids and just stick with one. She might turn out to be a spoiled brat - but who cares? I am just too tired to imagine going through all that twice... (I even heard there are people out there doing it more than twice, spoooky...)
Posted by: Metropolitan Mum | Tuesday, 05 May 2009 at 12:59 PM