a few things.
one. i will never underestimate the memory of a child again. ever. ever again. we saw geese the other day flying over our main road. they were landing in a pond nearby. clint showed them to pratt. explained that they were geese. and the difference between them and regular old birds. somehow he remembered. because yesterday the wonder pets came on. and he looked up and saw geese flying, and said, "look mom. those are geese."
this adds so much pressure to the immense pressure i already feel. he really is a little sponge. and it makes me feel even more guilty for the times when i just want him to play alone.
on that thought. of playing alone. i was reading my sleep book last night and came across something that literally made me scream, "praise the Lord!"
dr. weissbluth was talking about the changes in a toddler when a new child comes along. about how they will have trouble adjusting to the new schedule. and how the attention taken away from them...put on the new child will be hard for them. and sleep problems most likely will result. (getting out of bed, refusing to sleep, etc.)
he said it's all just "inevitable". and "nothing to stress about". that the first child must learn to cope with these changes. because life is about sharing. and taking turns. it reminded me of something a former professor always said. that life is better when shared. i couldn't agree more.
i have been worried about how to approach the new sibling with pratt. i've wondered if i should do things differently..you know, give him more attention until the baby arrives. but i'm not going to. because i feel like if i try to make him my key focus....try to put all my attention on him at this point, it will only be harder when the new baby gets here. and let's be honest. the kid gets attention 99 percent of the time.
i'm not silly enough to think that pratt will want to be a mother figure to this baby. i don't expect him to want to cuddle him. but i do expect him to be kind. and respectful. to think he will want to hold him, swaddle him, love on him...just seems silly. maybe it's because he's not really like that. he can be like that. but it's not really his personality. although, he is really sweet to the herbit crab. i heard him talking "baby talk" to him the other day. so idk. maybe he will want to cuddle with the baby...but i'm not holding my breath.
two. pratt has fallen in love with poptarts. i know they are crap food, but his pediatrician once told me to take him sonic and let him eat anything (in any quantity) off the menu. so i feel like poptarts are at least as healthy as sonic tator tots.
anyway, he only eats the crust. he says the middle is "sticky".
happy tuesday!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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About Me
- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.

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