I was telling the kids on the way to daycare this morning, "Thea, when you were Liam's age, we had just brought your brother home." At the time, she seemed like such a big girl, and Liam seemed so little. Almost two years later and they still seem that way: my big girl and my little boy.
Looking at Liam now and thinking back, it kind of trips me out. What were we thinking? Having a toddler and an infant at the same time is HARD! I think things started to get easier when Liam was around a year old, and then progressively better each month. But, man, I have to say, that first year? It's not like I was suicidal or anything, but sometimes I was so tired that I would think, alone in the car, "If I drifted off the road and into on-coming traffic, would it really be so bad?"
This month Liam set aside Go, Dog, Go and now insists on reading Dora the Explorer stories every night. He has just started letting Todd get him down to sleep, which has been a problem for ages, and is even sleeping through the night. By himself. In his own bed.
I've just jinxed it, I'm sure. But having four nights in a row of more than a few hours of sleep has felt pretty freaking good. I'll miss it when he goes back to waking up constantly. Warding off jinxes aside, to be perfectly honest, I do kind of miss my son calling for me and then patting the bed next to him and curling up at my side when I came in to calm him down before he woke up his sister.
My charming little manipulator, I do love him so.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Liam is 23 months old today
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Oh, do I ever know about mommy manipulation. My daughter is the MASTER. I remember getting those first few full nights of sleep and thinking DAMN! I CAN DO ANYTHING! Whew. Happy Birthday, Liam! Hard, hard hard, but best thing you ever did, isn't it? I get it!
Thanks so much for understanding! Yeah, it's not all "raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens," but mostly the whole parenthood thing really does rock.
That totally reminds me of the scene from Annie Hall between Woody Allen and Christopher Walken.
DUANE
Can I confess something?
Alvy sighs and sits down, leaning his arm on Duane's dresser. Duane's face is
big lighted by a single lamp.
DUANE
I tell you this because, as an artist, I think you'll understand. Sometimes when I'm driving ... on the road at night... I see two headlights coming toward me. Fast. I have this sudden impulse to turn the wheel quickly, head-on into the oncoming car. I can anticipate the explosion. The sound of shattering glass. The ... flames rising out of the flowing gasoline.
ALVY
(Reacting and clearing his throat) Right. Tsch, well, I have to-I have t-o go now, Duane, because I-I'm due back on the planet earth.
Forcing Dash to eat lots of protein seems to get him sleepy. That, and having Rosie chase him around the house.
Are you saying I remind you of Christopher Walken? Hot. Thanks!
We've tried everything, EVERYTHING, including dosing the kid. I think he just has to grow into being able to sleep the whole night by himself.
Actually, when you're hosting parties, you remind me of Walken circa The Continental.
You really need to empower you children by locking the bedroom door from the outside until the screaming stops.
Holy cute kid, batman.
And I have drift in the traffic fantasies every once in a while too.
And check out my pal MB coming over here! WOO HOO!
It's sooooo good to remember what it was REALLY like. We need those reality checks. He is adorable; and may the sleep continue.
Thanks! You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both, and there you have ...
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