The dark days

We are in the dark days of the 18 month sleep regression.  OMG, it’s horrible.  Example: I arrived home from work at 5:30 yesterday and Joe was just putting Jack down for a nap.  I said nothing but my mind was screaming “Noooooo!  He’s going to wake up and then be up all niiiiiight!”  He woke up around 9 and then was up until 1.  Oh, and woke up at 8:30 this morning.  Oy.

Today’s nap occured at 3:30 but lasted until 7:30.  I am not even going to think about when he’s going to actually go to bed.

So Joe and I are walking around like zombies and TWICE now Jack has gotten by us with those damned crayons.  His artwork can now be found on the same cabinets I cleaned a few nights ago, and on the dry bar cabinet, as well (oh, he has also decorated his blocks).  We try to keep the crayons away from him when we can’t color with him, but he cries “coleeeeey!” over and over.  He is obsessed.

I guess I would prefer this to the newborn days, and this does serve as a nice little reminder that I don’t want to go through that again any time soon.  (That reminds me – I need to start that pack of BC pills!)

Jack is awfully cute and that helps.  Today he got into a piece of mail and was having a ton of fun playing with the outer envelope that has an address window.  He walked right up to me, stuck his hand in the envelope and then put his fingers to his mouth pretending to eat something.  “MMMMMM!” he said, and then offered me some.  I had no idea Chase sent tasty snacks in their credit card statements (or that Jack could pretend play).

[By the way, anyone have masthead skillz?  I suck at photoshop and would love to personalize the layout a little.  Email me if you want to help a mama out.]

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  1. Oh, man. I feel you. Sam’s sleep is STILL fucked up, because it seems that he recovered from the regression just in time to get a couple teeth. I HATE TEETH.

    I am so relieved to be able to say that we also have the fun stuff. The pretending is so charming it almost kills me! I wonder if all kids start with food-related pretending.

    I might be able to whip something up for your masthead, let me know what you have in mind.

  2. Oh, man. I feel you. Sam’s sleep is STILL fucked up, because it seems that he recovered from the regression just in time to get a couple teeth. I HATE TEETH.

    I am so relieved to be able to say that we also have the fun stuff. The pretending is so charming it almost kills me! I wonder if all kids start with food-related pretending.

    I might be able to whip something up for your masthead, let me know what you have in mind.

  3. My grands all know that at Gramma’s house, the crayons cannot leave the table. It makes the crayons sad if they leave the table. So far, that has controlled the writing on walls, etc. I had the same rule when their parents were young and in the wall, cabinet, floor coloring stage. It isn’t easy to convince them at first, but if the crayons leave the table, they disappear completely!

  4. My grands all know that at Gramma’s house, the crayons cannot leave the table. It makes the crayons sad if they leave the table. So far, that has controlled the writing on walls, etc. I had the same rule when their parents were young and in the wall, cabinet, floor coloring stage. It isn’t easy to convince them at first, but if the crayons leave the table, they disappear completely!

  5. Ohhh, you have my sympathy! My youngest is 18 months and sleep is a distant dream. It gets better… in 18 or so years. LOL

  6. Ohhh, you have my sympathy! My youngest is 18 months and sleep is a distant dream. It gets better… in 18 or so years. LOL

  7. I haven’t slept in so long I just can’t help you with that.

    BUT I LOVE imaginative play — hooray for Jack!

    As for the crayons, Little Red rarely colours if he’s not strapped into his booster seat. It started before Boy Blue was born, but now I use the brother as an excuse “we don’t want Boy Blue to find a crayon and eat it.”

  8. I haven’t slept in so long I just can’t help you with that.

    BUT I LOVE imaginative play — hooray for Jack!

    As for the crayons, Little Red rarely colours if he’s not strapped into his booster seat. It started before Boy Blue was born, but now I use the brother as an excuse “we don’t want Boy Blue to find a crayon and eat it.”

  9. He is cute … you’re right about that.

    What about putting butcher paper or something over the cabinet doors until he “gets it” that he can only color in one spot?

    I like the new header, not fancy, but oh so cute!

  10. He is cute … you’re right about that.

    What about putting butcher paper or something over the cabinet doors until he “gets it” that he can only color in one spot?

    I like the new header, not fancy, but oh so cute!

  11. I could help you with the header stuff, if you like! 🙂 Just let me know.

  12. I could help you with the header stuff, if you like! 🙂 Just let me know.

  13. I have minor skillz. But not anything interesting, I’m just figuring out PS and I keep avoiding it b/c it takes a while to load on my computer.

  14. I have minor skillz. But not anything interesting, I’m just figuring out PS and I keep avoiding it b/c it takes a while to load on my computer.

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