Jace can no longer be contained anywhere…not in his pack n play, or any other baby safe places that we set up around the house. Turn away for a second and he is laying on the back of the couch laughing about to land on the other side while mommy rushes to grab a leg or an arm before it disappears on the other side. And he thinks it’s hilarious. Of course, he hasn’t actually landed on the other side yet. I’m sure he won’t think it’s too funny when it happens. But until then he seems to enjoy making me run in panic.
Yesterday was the FIRST day in TWO WEEKS that he took a nap and at least went to sleep in his bed. Ever since he figured out how to escape it hasn’t worked. Which sucks because he was so good about going to bed before. Maybe a few tears but mostly snuggles up and passes out.
And now I’m terrified that he isn’t going to go to sleep.
It’s kind of stressful when every single moment is spent with a crabby toddler. He was getting up with me, not taking any naps, and going to bed with me when I dragged myself to bed. I’m talking about every second here. Bathroom, shower, dishes, and everywhere else. And this is the exact same time he figured out how to get out of the rather large play area in our living room. Which meant I had to follow him around constantly because I didn’t have time to clean and baby proof the rest of the house because I couldn’t put him anywhere to do it. We have steep stairs that we hadn’t got a gate for, a ladder leaning against the living room wall from changing a light bulb, and four brand new metal wheels that Patrick got out of the closet to take photos of so he can sell that he bought when he was a teen.
In other words Patrick and I are tired but at least the house is now getting clean. 🙂
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