Wednesday, April 4, 2018

We went to church!!

I'm so happy we finally made it to church again. It took Easter Sunday, but we did it. And I'm so glad we did.

Not that I got to hear the sermon, mind you. Lilly wouldn't sit for two seconds, so we went up and down some stairs about 50 times. But that's okay, because sometimes I listen to my brother's sermons (http://www.tlcchurchronan.com/site/audiodownloads.asp?sec_id=180014575), and I read a lot, too. But we really needed it. My kids needed it because we haven't been doing a very good job about prioritizing our faith for them. I needed it because it always does me good no matter what. It was good to see a roomful of other Christians, too, since I haven't seen that and known it since last August. Shameful.

But it was a good day. I pretty much neglected the essential duties of playing EB. It was a very austere Easter for my children. They found four eggs and had the most meager baskets I've ever seen. They didn't even get any Kinder surprise eggs! I'm glad. Honestly, they're much too spoiled. And only Griffin was disappointed. And I think he was disappointed because he wanted to find more eggs, not necessarily because he wanted more candy. (I could be wrong about that though.)

David made us hot sausage sandwiches for dinner. We had a ham in the fridge, but I'm pretty much the only person in the family who eats ham, and it was too big to cook for just me when I didn't want to mess with the leftovers (ham soup, ham loaf, ham sandwiches, ham and macaroni and cheese, you know).

The most exciting news ever: I know I'm getting my hopes up too early, but I can't help it. Lilly is in her crib. This is the second night I put her in her crib, but last night I picked her back up and brought her to my bed again. I NEVER wanted to cosleep. Have I publicly ranted about this yet? I am not against it for other people. I even think it might be good for the kids. But I've never been good being sleep deprived, and I've been sleep deprived for six years as it is! Sleeping with the baby is almost like not sleeping at all. Right now, Lilly is thumping in her crib. How long will she thump? What will she do when she's done thumping?

I remember sleep training Alex. Oh, he was hard. So hard! But we got through it. I DON'T remember sleep training the twins. Lol. Either I was just a zombie, or they had each other and didn't really need it. The latter is possible. One woman I met had twins and then a single, and she told me if she'd known how hard singles are, she'd have never gotten pregnant a second time. But I was pretty certain she had forgotten how hard that first year and a half with twins was. (I'm pretty certain I'll never forget!)

If we can get Lilly sleeping on her own, it could potentially make our travel significantly easier this year. That would be nice!! I want her and Livvy to share a room soon, but first I have to be confident that Lilly won't keep Livvy awake, and also that if Lilly leaves the room, she won't fall down the steps. I'm not there with her for either of those things just yet.

Uh oh. Lilly just said Daddy and Mommy. Now she's talking more loudly and saying no. Perhaps tonight is not the night.

I'm patient though. She's my last baby and I'll miss the baby stage, even though the next stage will be great, too (and probably easier, at least for a while).

Happy Easter everyone!

... Wasn't that wishful thinking?! I laugh at myself for even getting my hopes up. But she's close! Right now she climbed into Livvy's bed and let me put a blanket on her. She thinks she's one of the big kids, and that's just fine with me! She'll come around at some point, possibly sooner rather than later!

I already posted on Facebook, but we went to Rothenburg ob der Tauber yesterday. It was absolutely lovely!!













4 comments:

  1. Hang in there - you’re right, Lilly will get there!! For some reason for us, the hardest sleeping stage is always when we transition from crib to bed, because they can walk out of their room so easily. In fact, last night I woke up in the middle of the night (to the baby crying) and learned H had crawled right into bed and I hadn’t even noticed. I’m with you though - just knowing these days are numbered, I don’t mind (as long as they don’t wake me up)! Hah

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    1. What do you mean the days are numbered?! What about number 4? ;)

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  2. So love the blog and pictures--

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