Our Final Month of Four
Well we are down to just a few weeks left of being a family of four. Mike took a few days of vacation this week, so we thought it would be really fun to take the kids to the children's museum the next town over. Grayson and I have been there with school, but Easton and Mike had never been to it.
I had some tears last night because I felt like I have frittered this pregnancy away with anxiety and stress when I should have been spending additional time with my boys. We are in the final countdown now, and I just look back and see all the time I wasted. It makes me sad.
So...We started the morning with a little Facebook drama no thanks to some of my family members *sigh* and Easton choking on his breakfast and throwing up everywhere.
Not exactly the fun start to the day that we anticipated. So I was on edge, big time, but I made an effort, we got the kids ready and we headed to the museum.
Our kids LOVED it. Grayson also likes the foam block "pool" and the lofted fire station. This time he branched out and did a few other exhibits. I only had to run him down once while he tried to escape - and it took him awhile but he DID listen when I yelled "STOP." All of the other moms watched me as I ran, hugely pregnant, after him. I am sure I made a spectacle of myself and they all watched me with disdain...but the kid has a tracker on his ankle! Of course I am going to freak if he runs.
Easton loved EVERYTHING - the tunnel, the fire truck, the gravel pit...he was not as big a fan of the foam pit pool and neither was I as I had to jump in and fish after the shoes he threw in there. It sucked me in, and I had an extremely difficult time getting out - in fact, Mike had to HAUL me out of it.
We decided to get some lunch and see how we were feeling as Grayson needed a little sensory break - it was a bit much - so we headed to McDonalds and Lowe's for some play sand and then decided to just head home.
To be honest, I read blogs by these moms who do all this fun stuff with their kids...they post tons of pictures and it all looks so ideal! They are lying right? Forgetting the crappy parts of the outings they go on?
Every single time we come home from anywhere - even if it is just coming home from Grandma's or even school, Grayson has a huge meltdown. He is just never happy to be home - and it's usually because his fixation on the laundry needs to be taken care of, then he brings it down a notch. I always have to do laundry the minute we walk through the door. The meltdowns when we get home - sometimes from both boys - make me not want to go anywhere because it's so dang hard when we get home. I have a lot of trouble managing it. :(
So today was no exception. Grayson was very upset when we got home - it's hard also because I work really hard to make this a happy and comforting home - and my kids just don't like to be here. Anyway. We had a bit of a rough afternoon and evening, and then Mike left for MMA and Grayson came UNGLUED as he watched him leave - my mistake, I should have taken him inside before Mike left - we were on the porch doing bubbles.
He melted down for about a half hour before we packed up for a trip to Grandma's. And he was still upset when we got there and ended up throwing up all over my mom. And then he was perfectly fine.
I just don't know. I just wish we could have one MONTH where someone isn't throwing up. Grayson is sick ALL THE TIME - we are taking him for further testing in July. We have not gone more than 6 weeks without someone throwing up for a YEAR now.
I told my mom tonight that I just want to go and have fun with my kids. I want to go to the museum and enjoy their little faces lighting up - Easton did tell me it was SO SO fun which was nice - and I want to come home and have PEACE. But there is just not ever any peace. We can at least talk Easton down from his tantrums, but that is not ever the case with Grayson and sometimes his meltdowns are worse if we try to talk to him.
Will it always be like this? I think so. Seeing that this is something we may have to deal with forever is very daunting to me. But we just got to take it one day at a time.
And now some pictures :)
I had some tears last night because I felt like I have frittered this pregnancy away with anxiety and stress when I should have been spending additional time with my boys. We are in the final countdown now, and I just look back and see all the time I wasted. It makes me sad.
So...We started the morning with a little Facebook drama no thanks to some of my family members *sigh* and Easton choking on his breakfast and throwing up everywhere.
Not exactly the fun start to the day that we anticipated. So I was on edge, big time, but I made an effort, we got the kids ready and we headed to the museum.
Our kids LOVED it. Grayson also likes the foam block "pool" and the lofted fire station. This time he branched out and did a few other exhibits. I only had to run him down once while he tried to escape - and it took him awhile but he DID listen when I yelled "STOP." All of the other moms watched me as I ran, hugely pregnant, after him. I am sure I made a spectacle of myself and they all watched me with disdain...but the kid has a tracker on his ankle! Of course I am going to freak if he runs.
Easton loved EVERYTHING - the tunnel, the fire truck, the gravel pit...he was not as big a fan of the foam pit pool and neither was I as I had to jump in and fish after the shoes he threw in there. It sucked me in, and I had an extremely difficult time getting out - in fact, Mike had to HAUL me out of it.
We decided to get some lunch and see how we were feeling as Grayson needed a little sensory break - it was a bit much - so we headed to McDonalds and Lowe's for some play sand and then decided to just head home.
To be honest, I read blogs by these moms who do all this fun stuff with their kids...they post tons of pictures and it all looks so ideal! They are lying right? Forgetting the crappy parts of the outings they go on?
Every single time we come home from anywhere - even if it is just coming home from Grandma's or even school, Grayson has a huge meltdown. He is just never happy to be home - and it's usually because his fixation on the laundry needs to be taken care of, then he brings it down a notch. I always have to do laundry the minute we walk through the door. The meltdowns when we get home - sometimes from both boys - make me not want to go anywhere because it's so dang hard when we get home. I have a lot of trouble managing it. :(
So today was no exception. Grayson was very upset when we got home - it's hard also because I work really hard to make this a happy and comforting home - and my kids just don't like to be here. Anyway. We had a bit of a rough afternoon and evening, and then Mike left for MMA and Grayson came UNGLUED as he watched him leave - my mistake, I should have taken him inside before Mike left - we were on the porch doing bubbles.
He melted down for about a half hour before we packed up for a trip to Grandma's. And he was still upset when we got there and ended up throwing up all over my mom. And then he was perfectly fine.
I just don't know. I just wish we could have one MONTH where someone isn't throwing up. Grayson is sick ALL THE TIME - we are taking him for further testing in July. We have not gone more than 6 weeks without someone throwing up for a YEAR now.
I told my mom tonight that I just want to go and have fun with my kids. I want to go to the museum and enjoy their little faces lighting up - Easton did tell me it was SO SO fun which was nice - and I want to come home and have PEACE. But there is just not ever any peace. We can at least talk Easton down from his tantrums, but that is not ever the case with Grayson and sometimes his meltdowns are worse if we try to talk to him.
Will it always be like this? I think so. Seeing that this is something we may have to deal with forever is very daunting to me. But we just got to take it one day at a time.
And now some pictures :)
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