Well I have been posting about how well things have been going and then wouldn't you know it BAM we hit a BRICK WALL! The saw the ugly part of having 2 under 2. 2 nights ago ... (Tuesday night) everything was going well, Andy and I had talked to several people about how well it was all going ... the sleep, the tears and the over all having 2 babies. Then at 8pm I fed little man (I am breast feeding) and said honey I am off to bed, didn't get much rest today feel like I need it now ... he said okay I will be up later. His later turned into 11pm when he heard Bowden crying ... he came up stairs and got him out of his bassinet and brought him and all of the items needed to change his diaper over to me ... that is his JOB I feed baby, he brings baby and puts baby back, when feeding is over. So yep at 12 we were all done eating, I wake Andy up tell him Bowden is ready to go back to bed, as he is walking across the room I hear Tatum. I say "was that the other baby" With a deer in head light look he says "Yeah, what do I do" You see Tatum will let Daddy put her to bed, but wont let daddy console her when upset and I still was trying not to pick her up. Anyway ... he went to her, got her calmed down which was amazing ... however 2 hours later he still could not put her back in the crib. Each and EVERY time he tried to put her down she would sit up and scream dadadad ... it was so sad. (PS She WILL NOT SLEEP WITH US IN THE BED, WE HAVE TRIED WHEN THIS HAPPENS AND IT IS A NO GO) So it is now 2 o'clock ... I walk in the room and say okay enough is enough, you did good honey but get out ... I took over! I rocked her for almost an hour and I heard the little man crying ... so up with her I went walked her over to the crib and success ... she was asleep. Now time for me to fed the baby. An hour later ... yep 3am I am finally putting him back down and I get into bed. I crawl into bed after being up 3 hours that I am usually sleeping ... I start balling my eyes out ... the kind of cry that you hyper ventilate to ... the cry that shakes the house. I turn over and Andy is looking at me like oh no ... he comes the tears (again with Tatum I cried and cried for weeks) he said honey " you are doing great it will all be okay" I said I know I am so so tired ... with that he started to cry and simply said "honey I am so sorry." I told him I loved him and within seconds we were both asleep.
Tatum usually wakes up around 7:30 ... you would think after not sleeping for 3 of the 11 hours that she usually sleeps that she would have slept in ... NO WAY JOSE ... she was up at 6:15am. We were going to go "visit" the great grands on this day ... Andy got out of bed, dressed her fed her and sent her to Day care ... he said for the first time ever he walked in, handed her over and said GOOD LUCK! He walked back in the door said the Great's could wait to see her another day! We slept on and off until 11 ... of course still waking every 2-3 hours to feed the baby, got up took showers and went on our trip. It was a good day after we got some rest and got our 2nd wind back.
Anyway ... that is the UGLY and yes last night was much better!