Times are funny
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whitewriterIt seems so much has happened since my last post I can only but leave it into the ether (like much of my 20s) and move on with describing what happened today.
I'll do it person by person.
But in essence, I took the 2 kids to the park using the local bus with a pram and a kiddie seat attachment for the 2 year old. The park is about 2 or 3 suburbs away. So it's just me and the 2 of them.
It's almost a badge of honour to be able to do something like that.
Help is nice, but Independence can feel liberating.
I chose a park that I'd heard great things about - its fully fenced in so if your 2 year old goes running around there's less of a chance she will end up near the main road.
that was the main draw card.
when I got there I saw it had a toilet and fairly shaded areas-- it was a hot day but very overcast and its technically Winter so the UV was lowish.
I had packed a picnic, a rug - but forgotten the damn carrier so I had to hand carry May2 around the park.
It was super busy but all the other parents seemed really reasonable, nice and helpful.
Wendy's great moment of the day
We got home and I was happy I'd remembered to sort out dinner before we left (tip no. 2 always think ahead) I had predefrosted some bolognaise. We have a tonne of rice from the other day in the fridge so I made a little bowl of what I called "Indonesian Spaghetti" and called it as such to Wendy. It was rice mixed with the sauce and some cheese.
It was a type of joke my father would have made for sure.
She ate it up, then asked for water. she had her water then started to play with it, pouring it into the mostly empty bowl.
Anyways, after a bit of that (which I almost didn't notice for feeding May2 her bolognaise mixed with cooked apple smushed)- Wendy wanted more. From the pot over there. It took ages to figure out she wanted what was in the pot.
Pete thought she wanted one of May2's potato cakes(which he called Maymays buiscuts) but I'd already given one to wendy and she'd already thrown it on the floor in rejection.
when we finally figured out it was what was in the pot, pete put some of the "Indonesian spaghetti" into her bowl - which was literally, just plain rice, Wendy saw it and started crying.
She wanted more pasta.
But I said, I hadn't cooked any pasta, we were having rice tonight.
Then Wendy cried harder. She really wanted the pasta. The Spaghetti she thought we were having.
The Indonesian one (lol aka. the rice).
Pete felt sorry for her and started going through the fridge to offer her more food.
There was some of last week's cooked pasta that Wendy rejected twice, and he offered her that also. Wendy cried harder.
At one point Pete was about to go cook some pasta and I said no- we aren't having pasta. We are having what we're having and there's nothing wrong with it. She ate a whole bowl already.
Eventually she accepted left over fruit salad from lunch.
I was laughing so hard at "Indonesian Spaghetti" however.
So good.
May2
my little sleeper now is some retarded 6month old baby who only does 2x 30-50 min naps in the middle of the day.
That's not normal. In my opinion anyway. I think she wakes up mid cycles and either sees I'm not there or... something and doesn't link up to another. Textbooks like to say naps will consolidate now, but I can tell you this kid was born consolidated into 3-4 hour blocks from birth.
Wendy doesn't get a 2pm nap cause shes nuts, her lunch is a little abysmal so by 4pm she's starving, So we end up with dinner at 430pm. Bath at like, 515pm, and bedtime around 6pm.
May2 then doesn't get a 3rd nap and instead - goes straight to bed around 5pm yesterday, approx 530 pm tonight.
I have to remember to wake her up in the middle of the night for a nappy change cause that's just too early.
Now that she's started on actually having about 2 meals a day the little thing has been pooping heaps. Heaps. Heaps.
3am there was a poop. 6am. poop. then during dinner, actually during dinner at some point she shat herself. lol. After about 2 months of 1-2 x a day pooping.
Pete
This is how weekends go:
1 day of the weekend (sat or sunday) Pete has energy for a family thing,
The second day of the weekend, he doesn't.
Same thing every weekened.
Yesterday we rode the Metro to Tallawang. lol. Somehow that only cost us $5.62 return.
Sorta like going to middle of nowhere.
We hung around Tallawang for like, 20 mins using the facilities at the local mall - toilet and a little couch outside the fruit and veg shop, then rode it back home.
Wendy got hungry, I offered her the packed lunch we had. I'm really over buying outside food. It's never good and if there's no reason to get it (aka.my friend isn't around and wants to eat out) then lets have our packed lunch from home. She's a kid lets exploit this power for as long as possible. I don't want her getting used to eating Maccas all the time when we're outside.
2 year olds are also not like adults. We can skip lunch, a 2 year old sorta can't.
At least now we can say we went to Tallawang.
Most people reply that statement with "so where is Tallawang?" (next to Rouse Hill, is the answer).
I'll do it person by person.
But in essence, I took the 2 kids to the park using the local bus with a pram and a kiddie seat attachment for the 2 year old. The park is about 2 or 3 suburbs away. So it's just me and the 2 of them.
It's almost a badge of honour to be able to do something like that.
Help is nice, but Independence can feel liberating.
I chose a park that I'd heard great things about - its fully fenced in so if your 2 year old goes running around there's less of a chance she will end up near the main road.
that was the main draw card.
when I got there I saw it had a toilet and fairly shaded areas-- it was a hot day but very overcast and its technically Winter so the UV was lowish.
I had packed a picnic, a rug - but forgotten the damn carrier so I had to hand carry May2 around the park.
It was super busy but all the other parents seemed really reasonable, nice and helpful.
Wendy's great moment of the day
We got home and I was happy I'd remembered to sort out dinner before we left (tip no. 2 always think ahead) I had predefrosted some bolognaise. We have a tonne of rice from the other day in the fridge so I made a little bowl of what I called "Indonesian Spaghetti" and called it as such to Wendy. It was rice mixed with the sauce and some cheese.
It was a type of joke my father would have made for sure.
She ate it up, then asked for water. she had her water then started to play with it, pouring it into the mostly empty bowl.
Anyways, after a bit of that (which I almost didn't notice for feeding May2 her bolognaise mixed with cooked apple smushed)- Wendy wanted more. From the pot over there. It took ages to figure out she wanted what was in the pot.
Pete thought she wanted one of May2's potato cakes(which he called Maymays buiscuts) but I'd already given one to wendy and she'd already thrown it on the floor in rejection.
when we finally figured out it was what was in the pot, pete put some of the "Indonesian spaghetti" into her bowl - which was literally, just plain rice, Wendy saw it and started crying.
She wanted more pasta.
But I said, I hadn't cooked any pasta, we were having rice tonight.
Then Wendy cried harder. She really wanted the pasta. The Spaghetti she thought we were having.
The Indonesian one (lol aka. the rice).
Pete felt sorry for her and started going through the fridge to offer her more food.
There was some of last week's cooked pasta that Wendy rejected twice, and he offered her that also. Wendy cried harder.
At one point Pete was about to go cook some pasta and I said no- we aren't having pasta. We are having what we're having and there's nothing wrong with it. She ate a whole bowl already.
Eventually she accepted left over fruit salad from lunch.
I was laughing so hard at "Indonesian Spaghetti" however.
So good.
May2
my little sleeper now is some retarded 6month old baby who only does 2x 30-50 min naps in the middle of the day.
That's not normal. In my opinion anyway. I think she wakes up mid cycles and either sees I'm not there or... something and doesn't link up to another. Textbooks like to say naps will consolidate now, but I can tell you this kid was born consolidated into 3-4 hour blocks from birth.
Wendy doesn't get a 2pm nap cause shes nuts, her lunch is a little abysmal so by 4pm she's starving, So we end up with dinner at 430pm. Bath at like, 515pm, and bedtime around 6pm.
May2 then doesn't get a 3rd nap and instead - goes straight to bed around 5pm yesterday, approx 530 pm tonight.
I have to remember to wake her up in the middle of the night for a nappy change cause that's just too early.
Now that she's started on actually having about 2 meals a day the little thing has been pooping heaps. Heaps. Heaps.
3am there was a poop. 6am. poop. then during dinner, actually during dinner at some point she shat herself. lol. After about 2 months of 1-2 x a day pooping.
Pete
This is how weekends go:
1 day of the weekend (sat or sunday) Pete has energy for a family thing,
The second day of the weekend, he doesn't.
Same thing every weekened.
Yesterday we rode the Metro to Tallawang. lol. Somehow that only cost us $5.62 return.
Sorta like going to middle of nowhere.
We hung around Tallawang for like, 20 mins using the facilities at the local mall - toilet and a little couch outside the fruit and veg shop, then rode it back home.
Wendy got hungry, I offered her the packed lunch we had. I'm really over buying outside food. It's never good and if there's no reason to get it (aka.my friend isn't around and wants to eat out) then lets have our packed lunch from home. She's a kid lets exploit this power for as long as possible. I don't want her getting used to eating Maccas all the time when we're outside.
2 year olds are also not like adults. We can skip lunch, a 2 year old sorta can't.
At least now we can say we went to Tallawang.
Most people reply that statement with "so where is Tallawang?" (next to Rouse Hill, is the answer).
