Today was the first day that Noah crawled. Well sort of crawled. I didn't see it. Robert was up stairs with the kids while I cleaned the kitchen and he witnessed Noah moved three feet to reach Hannah's play kitchen in her room. He moved both arms together and then both legs together (hiss belly was off the ground) in an inch worm fashion. Robert was so happy to have seen it that I could hear him saying "Good job Noey!". Then he brought both children down and cleared the floor so that we could all watch Noah together. Noah then just scooted around in circles going from a sitting position to a half leaned over grabbing position as we all watched ready to cheer.
Meanwhile Hannah sat on my lap all groggy from having actually taken a nap (she's normally doesn't sleep). I asked if she wanted to eat a nectarine or a foot-arine, or a leg-arine and she just hauled off and slapped me. I sat stunned while Robert sternly said "You do NOT hit mommy!". I then sat her on the time-out stair and had to correct her a couple of times for sliding off onto the floor. Just after her time-out I sat with her on my lap and fed her a peach and a nectarine. When she wanted another one I asked Robert to take over so I could spend a little time with Noah. So then about an hour goes by Hannah is happily playing on the ground Noah is scooting around. Robert, I and Eli are all sitting on the floor next to the children when suddenly Hannah takes a car she is playing with and throws it at Noah at a point blank range. I didn't believe what I had seen and sat stunned again as both Robert and Eli tell me that Hannah hit Noah with the car in his face. I suddenly started to see red and very angerily said to Hannah "go straight to the time-out stair now or I will spank you! We do not throw cars!" Of course she wouldn't move. So I spanked her and put her on time-out. It was such a horrific scene that I had just witnessed that I immediately got a stomach ache. I just couldn't believe that my precious daughter had just hurt a little baby, our little baby boy. I have the feeling that she did this out of jealously. Robert thinks that it was just because she can do it that she did do it. She's not a great thrower any how. I'm not so sure about that. But then again I was the little sister. I never had anyone to be mean to. It was only my sisters who were mean to me, while Robert remembers doing things like that just to see what would happen... I hope it doesn't happen again, but I know it has to. I also couldn't help thinking " is this how it started with Cain and Able?".
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
7.22.09 Where am I?
Eli, my nephew arrived about a month ago. Since then my life has been very full. Full of children all day long. It's really nice to have Eli. It means less time to do things without children in my hair, but it's worth it.
We've had some really good days and some not so fun days. The good days are days where there isn't too much crying. Everyone's needs get met pretty well. Bad days are days when Eli doesn't eat enough, Hannah throws tantrums and Noah doesn't sleep well at night. On the third of July it was a very difficult day for me since Noah woke up over and over again. I woke up for the day needing more time to sleep. I was a wreck. We almost didn't get fireworks for the 4th because I accidentally fed Eli some bread with sesame seeds, to which he is allergic. Poor boy! He has to throw up before he feels better.
Eli goes to a day camp most days. Today he stayed home because they were going to an amusement park and he is really scared of roller coasters but he also hates to go against what others are doing. So I let him stay home. He was so happy to have the choice to stay home that he almost cried. He also found out that staying home is pretty uneventful and is happy to go to camp again tomorrow.
We've had some really good days and some not so fun days. The good days are days where there isn't too much crying. Everyone's needs get met pretty well. Bad days are days when Eli doesn't eat enough, Hannah throws tantrums and Noah doesn't sleep well at night. On the third of July it was a very difficult day for me since Noah woke up over and over again. I woke up for the day needing more time to sleep. I was a wreck. We almost didn't get fireworks for the 4th because I accidentally fed Eli some bread with sesame seeds, to which he is allergic. Poor boy! He has to throw up before he feels better.
Eli goes to a day camp most days. Today he stayed home because they were going to an amusement park and he is really scared of roller coasters but he also hates to go against what others are doing. So I let him stay home. He was so happy to have the choice to stay home that he almost cried. He also found out that staying home is pretty uneventful and is happy to go to camp again tomorrow.
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