Ok so we're on day three. This morning was rough. Both boys were up at 630 am which means they were both up to watch mommy get ready and leave. This was a bit more difficult this time because Nicholai was not as ok with it as he has been in the past. He cried but close to three seconds after the door closed and mommy left we were all good. I don't believe in leaving the kids without talking to them about it but sometimes it's easier on them I think as long as you talk to them about before hand.
On with the day. So Masen had class pictures today which means he wears something nice. Nicholai has school as usual. We go to Masen's room and there's one person there, luckily they know why I'm there and they take us upstairs to "misery room" I call it this because the photographer asked all the parents to leave while they attempted to take the picture so that the kids wouldn't be distracted by the parents being in the room. As soon as the parents left and the door closed there were random screams and cries and it sounded like they were being tortured. Except for Masen who sat there very quietly and nicely. No tears. Nothing. He even sang the ABC song when they started singing it to try to calm the kids down.
After all was said and done it was off to get some coffee as I will more than likely need it today. Today is Wednesday which means I need to pick up Nicholai and haul ass over to Masen's speech therapy appointment. I also have to find time to run by the pediatrician's office and drop off some paperwork for them to fill out.
With this being a work and class day for Laura, the boys will probably get to bed late and after being up super early they'll probably want to sleep in which isn't really an option tomorrow since we have to be at school at 830 am tomorrow for sibling pictures and such. Don't get me wrong I'm not complaining, but this is what is going on and I can see how after doing this for days and days on end that this can get taxing. However, I think I would almost trade my job to do this because of the time I get to spend with my boys. I may change my mind by the end of this but we'll see.
On to the afternoon and beyond. Time to pick up a post school snack and get ready to pick up Nicholai.
Keep on keeping on.
Temporary Mr. Mom
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