Has anyone ever said that Motherhood is hard? Yes, I know. No one ever shares the real nitty gritty dirty truth. But I will.
This stuff is like a slap in the face some days. Then again, some days it makes my heart skip a gazillion beats. At times I wonder how I ever made it past my single days with Charli or how I will ever make it out of my sleepless year of Bryar. I have struggled in the deepest hole to been the happiest lady in the world. This is a rollercoaster of emotions and work, yet men still ask us why we are emotional? Come on now...
For the last many (because I truly cannot remember how long it has been) I have been working with Bryar on getting him to sleep through the night as well as being able to calm himself down. Some nights we have a great routin of:
-Rocking with night bottle of 8 oz. (some nights with cereal - it does not matter, he still wakes)
-Laying him down
-He wakes up
-I let him CIO for at least 10 minutes if not longer - but I do calm him in the process
-Then I rock him for less than 2 minutes and he is o.u.t
Most nights when I go back into calm him he is sweating like crazy, practically shaking, one night his pants were at his ankles and two times lately he has thrown up in the floor. Really? This is nothing like anything that I ever experienced with Charli. The first time I was really just baffled by it and had Curtis to calm him while I cleaned it up. But last night, I couldn't help but to almost laugh at the fact that this boy just needs to snap out of it, before Mommy snaps out of her sanity. (
Then tonight Charli was worried about a dream that she had a month ago were I was shot and killed. Horrible, I know! But she was fine and then suddenly she threw up out of nowhere. Luckily, she made it to the bathroom. Is this how it is going to go? We all get upset and throw up around here. Hopefully not and hopefully she is completely fine but for now I am going to go take a hot bath and smile at the fact that both kiddos are asleep and I do not hear any crying. I win tonight.