I had another birth on Wednesday and then I rested a bit on Thursday before I had to get ready for another on Friday, which lead me home early Saturday morning. Thank goodness for great childcare! I had Frances come over on Wednesday, and then relieved her with my parents and then Phillip was off on Friday, so he took over for the house hold. Phillip happened to be coming off a 10-day-stretch at work, so both of us are kinda fried when it comes to trying to remember stuff that happened specifically pertaining to the kids. So we are going to do the best we can.
Saturday was Liam's birthday, and we had some ice cream cake at the house and sang Happy Birthday, and Annabelle just watched us as we all ate cake. I don't think she minded as much as one would think, since she really doesn't know what she is missing and she was pretty full on dinner already.
Sunday I had a few appointments, so Phillip was with the kids in the afternoon. He let me know of an earth-shattering poop she did that, to his description looked like that of Migas. He gagged several times, and almost puked and tried to get Liam's assistance in getting it cleaned up, but I don't think he was much help in that department. She does have crazy poop sometimes. I gave her black raspberries this week and when it came out the other end, was almost black. Gross.
Monday I made it a point no to leave the house so that I could just get house stuff done and hang with the kids, which was really nice. Annabelle threw a fit when I wouldn't let her in the bathroom while I was cleaning it, and she slammed open the door and caused the shower curtain to fall, which in turn, caused her to cry. Too much noise in the small space of the kid bathroom. I think we were all glad when I was done cleaning it.
Today, I left early in the morning before the kids woke for a potty training appointment, which I'm going to take the kids with me for now on. And Nanny Sharron said that they both slept till 8:20. Of course that happens when I'm not there. After, the kids and I went to Central Market to meet with a doula and her kiddos and then to the CTDA meeting, where Annabelle was happy to crawl around and meet everyone smiling and inevitability making them smile. She was whipped by the time it was done and was all jello-y falling asleep in the wrap. I was hoping she wouldn't nap long so that she would still take a longer nap in the afternoon while I was gone. I really don't like being gone when they are awake. I don't mind it when they are sleeping, because I don't feel like I'm missing anything, or they are missing me.
After I got back, they had just woken shortly before, and after Sharron left, we all
four hung out in the bedroom while I tried to make a grocery list. Annabelle was all but helpful in this. Liam had brought the two kid chairs for them to play in and after they were pushed up next to the window behind the curtain with Annabelle standing on one (under my supervision of course), it turned into a game of peek-a-boo. Liam would hide behind the curtain and she would pull it away from his face and he'd yell some loud incomprehensible toddler verbiage. She loved it, so did he. They would let out a loud laugh each time. I love the bond they have with each other. They are so sweet.
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