As in, Sesame Street is babysitting Asher right now. Asher is a giant ball of snot...it's so disgusting. I'm trying not to get sick myself, and also to keep Sadie from the evil germs. (I can't get that sentence to sound right, sorry) And Adam's parents are coming tomorrow...they don't know what they are getting themselves into. Actually, after 6 kids, they probably do.
Anyway, this was my morning (starting at 2am, if that can be considered morning). Sadie is such a good baby, she only cries when she needs something and is so good natured and wonderful. For the last week or so she's only been getting up once at night to eat. But she woke up screaming at 2 this morning, and since it's about a million degrees below zero in our room, I thought she was probably freezing as well as hungry. Then I realized that her nose was almost completely boogered shut, so I brought her downstairs for an intense session with the saline spray and bulb syringe (or, in Megan's vernacular, the booger snatcher). After I finally got all the snot out, I took her upstairs to feed her, and she was gulping down her formula when I heard a seal barking in the next room...really it was Asher and he sounded like he was dying. So when I didn't hear Adam get up to get him, I finished feeding Sadie, put her back to bed, and then went to check on Asher, who was sleeping peacefully (albeit snottily). Then I couldn't fall back to sleep, because I was afraid one of them was going to stop breathing, of course. Then Sadie woke up again at 6:45, and I made Adam go feed her (he never hears her wake up, even though she's feet from him). Then, she woke up at 8 or so, screaming again, and I looked and she was almost completely un-swaddled, because Adam hasn't mastered swaddling, and as I said before it was about a million degrees below zero so I figured she was freezing and I brought her into bed with me. She slept for about an hour, then woke up screaming to eat, so I brought her downstairs to feed her, and then I heard Asher crying in his room, for whatever reason. So I fed her for a little longer, then took a break to get him and change him and wipe the globs of snot off of his face (seriously, globs) and bring him downstairs, where I resumed feeding Sadie. Then Asher started crying for his "guk", which is milk to him, and I couldn't get it, so I just waited and let him cry for a bit. Oh, and the phone rang. I finished feeding her, got his guk, changed her diaper, and fed Asher. Then I got to pee.
So, all that to say that I still haven't mastered mornings. I'm doing fine with everything else, I've made several trips without Adam and been fine, I feel competent with everything else. But I just can't figure out how to do mornings. But I'm sure I'll get it someday...maybe by the time Asher's 10 or so.
Well, the delightful stench of poo is permeating the air, so I'd best go take care of that. Oh, and Sadie just started crying...right as Elmo's World started...coincidence? I think not. I just wanted to update you all on my fabulous life!!