Troubled Tuesdays is basically my complaint day to complain about all the troubles I have, which could range from what is happening on TV shows to who knows what. I feel like I could list a ton of stuff this week, but I will just limit myself to a few.
- I am surrendering to P. After three nights of sleeping in her crib with her I am giving up. I am not going to let her sleep with me, and hope I can get her back in her rock ‘n’ play for a little longer. Maybe I can figure something else out?
- I looked and called everywhere to get this Thanksgiving dress for P to wear for her pictures and no one had it. That’s what I get for waiting too long. Her pictures turned out good, just not what I anticipated.
- Last night I was typing this and freezing. I told B that our bedroom was frigid and we may have to open one of our vents up. It is just too cold for P to sleep in. The goof balls that we are, he checked our windows in our bedroom and we both had them open a few inches. Can’t really blame either one of us since we both had them open. He also checked the living room windows and they were unlocked so was the kitchen window. No wonder why it has been cold in the house and the only room that has been warm was S’s. He usually has the coldest room, but his windows were locked. Duh!
- I was helping S yesterday when he got snow in his glove to get it out and then put the glove back on. P was playing on the floor in the living room and then started to cry. Not her normal I’m bored and you left me alone cry. I told S I had to hurry because I was guessing she got stuck under the train table. When I got to her that is exactly where she was. She couldn’t even turn her head to try to roll over without hitting it. It was funny and sad at the same time. If she is anything like her brother this won’t be her last time of doing it. When I told S later about it, he wanted to show me that he could stick his head under the table and get it back out. Nope he got his head stuck, too! They must get that from their dad!
- I managed to get S to decide about a whole tub of toys could be put away because he was too big for them and P is too small. I thought we did great getting a whole tub out and when I looked at the room, it didn’t even look like we made a dent. There is a lot more to thin out before S’s birthday and Christmas. I try to make him get rid of one toy for every new toy or something like that. It never really works out in my favor.
What is troubling you?