Wow... what a day. Kristen left at 830 this morning for a baby shower in St Louis and is currently on her way home. As I type (7pm) a very stubborn overly tired boy is crying up in his crib. I have been up there every 15 minutes to calm him down starting at 6pm. Once I pick him up, completely fine... so that just tells me that nothing is bothering him but he refuses to sleep for whatever reason. Is it because he hasn't been with mommy today? I have no idea, but I think my mother in law did a better job than I have today.
Let's rehash today's events....
2am... Dad had an irresponsible night out with his friends and finally goes to bed. Very dumb as you will soon find out.
6am... Oliver is up, but not crying so I get another 30 minutes of sleep. For whatever reason when he poops his pants, he doesn't cry half the time... that needs to change. Kristen gets up and starts getting ready for her trip, I take Oliver downstairs. We play for a couple hours... Kristen leaves around 815.
830am... Oliver goes down for a nap. Bella was up periodically through the night, so she is sleeping in.
930am... Oliver wakes up and is in a great mood. I thank him for taking a good nap, as I was able to get a 30 minute one in as well. We hang out for a while and have breakfast.
1030am... Bella wakes up. We attempt breakfast for Bella at 11am. Oliver is starting to get tired, but he is sitting in his high chair while I try to feed Bella, who has been sick for the past couple days. No luck, so pediasure to the rescue.
1130am... Oliver goes down for a nap. (715pm... interruption to go console Oliver who is still crying... ok maybe he is finally giving up). He cries for 5 minutes (Kristen told me this is normal)... then he is quiet for 5 more, then crying. He cries for 10 minutes... I go get him. Mission Failed.
1200pm...We all go hang out in the living room. Oliver crawls around for a while, then starts laying his head down on the blanket. Ok, let's have a bottle then go try this again.
1215pm.. tried a bottle, didn't want anything to do with it... take him up for another attempt. Same crap. Mission Failed.
1245pm... hanging out in the family room this time trying to give Bella some more pediasure, while Oliver crawls around and lays his head down and buries himself under the blankets. Hmm, I wonder what he should be doing. Eye rubbing, head laying down... lets try this again.
115pm... Oliver takes a couple ounces from his bottle. I put him down. Same crap. He is no longer being quiet at all... just crying the whole time. Mission Failed.
200pm... hanging out in the family room and living room for a while... decide to see if Bella wants to eat yet. She does... so I'm giving Oliver cheerios and Bella her food. He continues to rub his eyes while he eats Cheerios. I wish it would have been nicer weather out today so we all could have gotten some fresh air... but I'm not that lucky.
330pm... Bella is done eating and Oliver needs to go down. I give him a bottle in the family room and he drinks most of it. I take him up and put him down. Cries for a little bit... success... peace and quiet. I am so elated I finally text Kristen that he is actually sleeping. Jinxed it.
400pm... Oliver is up and crying. You have got to be F'in kidding me. Patience is still there but wondering why I am failing at getting him to sleep. He doesn't have poopy diapers when I get him, I change him before his nap, with a nice bottle beforehand... has to be missing his mommy. Wow. We go down and find Bella, but somebody cries immediately when I put him on the floor. Awesomeness.
445pm... after playing some more... let's eat. First up grouchy tired pants that once you put him in his chair... crying... eye rubbing... more crying... here my son, "Have some yummy Cheerios" I say with a nice smile on my face... you can all visualize it I'm sure. Bella is getting pediasure drinks while Oliver is kind of eating from me and kind of just spacing out and watching his sister. Finally finishes his supper... get him some more finger food. Peas followed by more Cheerios and lots of water. Likes his water which is a good thing.
530pm... Bella finishes eating... Oliver is a wet fussy mess. Let's go back to the family room. More sleepy looks and eye rubbing... trying to hold out until 6pm. We make it. I give him his bottle in the family room since Bella is in here with us. I truly think this is out of his routine and messes him up, on a normal day... today is not a normal day because dad is not mom.
600pm... This day could not be going any slower. Up to bed we go. I text Kristen who is on her way home and tell her I bet he up till 730pm. Crying for the next 75 minutes. I am giving Bella drinks on the couch in the family room and going up every 15 minutes, stay with him 5 minutes to make sure he is OK... then back in the crib he goes.
700pm... Bella goes to bed. Oliver joins us in Bella's room because his 15 minute interval of crying is up. We watch Bella's lava lamp aquarium while I get Bella ready for bed. Oliver is smiling but trying to lay his head down... what a crapper. I start thinking that I wish we had something like this for his room, as the nighttime aquarium has come off his crib since we lowered it. I will probably go buy something that will hopefully be calming for him for future occasions.
715pm... Oliver is sleeping. FINALLY... I'm spent. I'm sure some of you think I'm a horrible parent for letting my child cry so much. I felt horrible, cause it seemed like he spent half of his day with me in his "cage" crying. Just wish he would have had a couple good naps. Don't know what else a parent is supposed to do... especially when you have another child that needs just as much attention. It is what it is.
In conclusion... Mr Mom does not even come close to Super Mom. Props to Kristen for handling the kiddos every day. Some day I hope that I can join her at home and help out... but for now, I must leave it in the hands of the professionals... cause I got my arss kicked today!
8pm Update... Somebody is up crying. My ears hurt. Wish me luck.
Wow, Jess! Sorry to hear your day alone with the kids was a rough one! You sure tried your best, though. Sounds like Oliver missed his mommy and got way overtired, which is no fun for any parent...but completely normal! I was going to call you around 7PM to see how things were going, but figured you were probably busy getting the kids ready for bed, so decided I better not. Figured you would probably want some "down" time after that. Hopefully, Oliver went back to sleep after his 8PM wake-up call!
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