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whitewriter1st day at childcare today for May may.
Before we even got there, the day was already insane.
6AM wake up from Wendy "Mummy I'm wet" Somehow, the night nappy just couldn't hold what it was supposed to hold. The night before, I was gung ho and decided to try adding an extra chore to my life by night training wendy : which meant, get up in the middle of the night and sit her on a potty next to the bed, and then put her back to sleep.
The first. night, I think she'd spent most of the day with my mum and, my mum isn't good at keeping kids hydrated so I think she was dehydrated so we got good success. She did one pee in the middle of the night and the nappy seemed dry in the AM. so I was a tight ass and thought oh. Can reuse then, perhaps. lolz.
Then the second night (which was this night)-- it clearly did not work and perhaps that so called dry nappy .... had 1 pee in it from the previous night... but also when I tried to put her on the pot at 1am she said "no mummy dont need to go" and i felt her butt and the nappy seemed like there was a wee in there so I thought oh. Maybe she just peed. Too bad, and I let it go.
6am feels really early when someone (Elizabeth)decided to wake you up every 1.5 hours for a boob cuddle. So I was super tired. I got them up. Changed the bed. Bag was already packed for school but i didn't want to feed them breakfast because I wanted them to eat at school.
It was raining pretty much.
somehow it took forever, despite starting at 6am and having already packed a bag and May2 already dressed in clothing I had deemed suitable for childcare the night before -- She pooped in her nappy.
Oh wait you know what the hold up was, so I had the kids bag sorted (clothing all labeled, may mays bottles all labeled, the formula saschets all ready to go, etc in a tidy packet but I hadn't sorted out MY OWN BAG for my own childfree morning. So I spent ages dicking around with my own bag.
Note to self. Now I need to pack Wendys. Elizbeths. and Mine.
The bag I tried at first, was too skinny to fit all the stuff in it although it was huge. So I had to find a big fat bag, which I promptly did and then fill it. I wanted stuff to go to the gym, as well as an umbrella cause its been raining etc. So by the time I got that sorted, and we were leaving the house it was 7:50 and of course the long bus thats closer to the house was coming in 8 min which for me, is sufficient time to choose it over the short bus thats further away from the house.
We got to childcare at 8:10 rather than the 7:45 I was hoping for.
So Wendy got breakfast at least but May may didn't have time. I mentioned it to the educator. She's lovely but she's swapped rooms from Wendys older kids to the babies, so she's still learning the ropes. She had trouble opening their milk cupboard to show me where to put the formula.
I didn't have expressed milk because its day one : I don't save extra and anyways, from the past I've learnt she doesn't like frozen defrosted milk anyway. So its like, whats the point of that effort if she's not going to drink it. But today as we were separated i pumped milk to maintain supply and scalded it hoping that would break those enzymes they say make the milk not taste that good - and put it in the fridge to take to school tomorrow. Hopefully they will remember to use it for her. Also hopefully I remember to transport it in because that would be another step for my already overloaded brain. Maybe I should write that down.
I left her playing with some toys. I kissed her good bye, waved, etc. I swear she saw me walking out the door.
Apparently no tears, got a phone call update from the educator saying all was well (I initially was like oh shit, do I need to go back to the childcare?? why are they calling?) but no it was just fine so I didn't.
I did get the tears and "SO GLAD TO SEE YOU OMG WHERE DID YOU GO" face when I came to pick her up around 3:30 pm.
she didn't have a second nap and was so close to falling asleep in the car on the way home but the 2 min drive wasn't long enough. So it was in the cot for the terrible time of 4-5 pm which is too late and impacts bedtime.
I think for the future I need to write, 930am nap 1 and likely 2pm for nap 2 because otherwise 7pm bedtime is hard to achieve.
Things to note. Apparently she's not an easy read baby, the educators just said she was so happy all the time and just smiled and ate so much food, they couldn't tell she was tired. Lolz. And since I walked in the door at 330pm, they were about to put her to sleep but since I was there then there was no point of that.
See how tomorrow goes.
Today was so haphazard, it felt like I was scrambling to stuff as much as I could into the day that I didn't really get anything good done. Which isn't true, I did. But the house still needs so much work, like the freezer is full of stuff. The fridge needs a rejig.
Before we even got there, the day was already insane.
6AM wake up from Wendy "Mummy I'm wet" Somehow, the night nappy just couldn't hold what it was supposed to hold. The night before, I was gung ho and decided to try adding an extra chore to my life by night training wendy : which meant, get up in the middle of the night and sit her on a potty next to the bed, and then put her back to sleep.
The first. night, I think she'd spent most of the day with my mum and, my mum isn't good at keeping kids hydrated so I think she was dehydrated so we got good success. She did one pee in the middle of the night and the nappy seemed dry in the AM. so I was a tight ass and thought oh. Can reuse then, perhaps. lolz.
Then the second night (which was this night)-- it clearly did not work and perhaps that so called dry nappy .... had 1 pee in it from the previous night... but also when I tried to put her on the pot at 1am she said "no mummy dont need to go" and i felt her butt and the nappy seemed like there was a wee in there so I thought oh. Maybe she just peed. Too bad, and I let it go.
6am feels really early when someone (Elizabeth)decided to wake you up every 1.5 hours for a boob cuddle. So I was super tired. I got them up. Changed the bed. Bag was already packed for school but i didn't want to feed them breakfast because I wanted them to eat at school.
It was raining pretty much.
somehow it took forever, despite starting at 6am and having already packed a bag and May2 already dressed in clothing I had deemed suitable for childcare the night before -- She pooped in her nappy.
Oh wait you know what the hold up was, so I had the kids bag sorted (clothing all labeled, may mays bottles all labeled, the formula saschets all ready to go, etc in a tidy packet but I hadn't sorted out MY OWN BAG for my own childfree morning. So I spent ages dicking around with my own bag.
Note to self. Now I need to pack Wendys. Elizbeths. and Mine.
The bag I tried at first, was too skinny to fit all the stuff in it although it was huge. So I had to find a big fat bag, which I promptly did and then fill it. I wanted stuff to go to the gym, as well as an umbrella cause its been raining etc. So by the time I got that sorted, and we were leaving the house it was 7:50 and of course the long bus thats closer to the house was coming in 8 min which for me, is sufficient time to choose it over the short bus thats further away from the house.
We got to childcare at 8:10 rather than the 7:45 I was hoping for.
So Wendy got breakfast at least but May may didn't have time. I mentioned it to the educator. She's lovely but she's swapped rooms from Wendys older kids to the babies, so she's still learning the ropes. She had trouble opening their milk cupboard to show me where to put the formula.
I didn't have expressed milk because its day one : I don't save extra and anyways, from the past I've learnt she doesn't like frozen defrosted milk anyway. So its like, whats the point of that effort if she's not going to drink it. But today as we were separated i pumped milk to maintain supply and scalded it hoping that would break those enzymes they say make the milk not taste that good - and put it in the fridge to take to school tomorrow. Hopefully they will remember to use it for her. Also hopefully I remember to transport it in because that would be another step for my already overloaded brain. Maybe I should write that down.
I left her playing with some toys. I kissed her good bye, waved, etc. I swear she saw me walking out the door.
Apparently no tears, got a phone call update from the educator saying all was well (I initially was like oh shit, do I need to go back to the childcare?? why are they calling?) but no it was just fine so I didn't.
I did get the tears and "SO GLAD TO SEE YOU OMG WHERE DID YOU GO" face when I came to pick her up around 3:30 pm.
she didn't have a second nap and was so close to falling asleep in the car on the way home but the 2 min drive wasn't long enough. So it was in the cot for the terrible time of 4-5 pm which is too late and impacts bedtime.
I think for the future I need to write, 930am nap 1 and likely 2pm for nap 2 because otherwise 7pm bedtime is hard to achieve.
Things to note. Apparently she's not an easy read baby, the educators just said she was so happy all the time and just smiled and ate so much food, they couldn't tell she was tired. Lolz. And since I walked in the door at 330pm, they were about to put her to sleep but since I was there then there was no point of that.
See how tomorrow goes.
Today was so haphazard, it felt like I was scrambling to stuff as much as I could into the day that I didn't really get anything good done. Which isn't true, I did. But the house still needs so much work, like the freezer is full of stuff. The fridge needs a rejig.
