We are coming up on the three week mark of having baby Collin in our lives. There have been good nights, there have been bad ones--generally because of Ryan, not Collin, who wakes up thirsty or hungry or wet and does it incredibly grumpy so as to wake Jason, Collin & myself along with him. There have been good days which include fun trips to birthday parties, sprinklers on trampolines and sacred nap time but there have been bad ones, like getting escorted from Michael's Craft Store because of Ryan's tantrums or being asked 3 times at the grocery store if I "need some assistance" AGAIN because of Ryan's tantrums or better yet, him head-butting me in the face, giving me a bloody lip in front of my friend's bishop (thus saving Ryan's short little life but also being an extremely embarrassing incident)! Why he did this you ask? Just another tantrum!
And so we find that having three kids isn't all that tough--having Ryan is tough! I don't think I've prayed for patience more in my life. I find myself asking for clarity on how to handle this kid at 3am 20 times in one week. And so amidst it all, I addictively sniff Collin's head (that sweet new baby smell) and mutter "serenity now" while donning earplugs to drown out the ensuing war raging around me. I cuddle the baby because it keeps my hands busy (so I can't do permanent damage to my "strong willed" 2 year old). And I pray while changing diapers that this phase passes quickly--that it is a phase and not a personality trait--and that he makes it to his 3rd birthday (in September) because the time is ticking rapidly on his short little clock of chance after chance after chance. Collin is already the salve for all the bad, frustrating, out of control things in my life because even at 4am he is snuggly & smells good & makes everything all better. Thank goodness for new babies (if only they could stay like that A LOT LONGER than a few months!) There would be a lot more peace on this earth if they did :)
5 comments:
Dang Natalie, I hope he grows out of that fast.
oh sweet music to my ears...i understand your pain...there is no headbutting involved but i swear carter will be the death of me. i have never prayed so much throughout the day in my whole life. just know you are not alone. enjoy that new baby:)
As much as I feel your frustration through your writing, I am laughing just as much. I've been head butted before by Kendyl and was in shock. So glad you are writing this down so he will know how much he owes you later on in life. Send him on over to cousin Britt's house and give me a week with him and he'll be so glad to come back to your house he won't make a wrong move the rest of his life. haha Love ya Nats!
So fun to see pictures of Collin. He is a cutie. It has taken me a few months to realize that I need to slow down and just enjoy all the moments with Avery. Especially when I don't know what it in store for the future. Just keep praying for patience....it will come.
I'm smiling not b/c I think its funny you have to deal with tantrums but b/c of the commentary...ALL so true and WELL said. Parenting is definitely not a gentle stroll in a sunshiney park. Hang in there! (and keep sharing...it makes me feel better/more normal)
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