Just so I don't forget, I am writing down what happens at certain times of the day:
7:30 to 9:30
Asher wakes talking. He talks and talks and he doesn't really stop until bedtime.
I nod and agree and try to answer all of his questions. I am tired. I have had two shifts of sleep two hours each.
Adirah wants to crawl. If the front door is open, she crawls out the door, so I close the door quickly when I need to open it.
Asher announces "I need to poop" and he goes to the bathroom. But Asher is afraid to be alone lately so he likes to have the door open when he is in the bathroom. He always wants to be somewhere that he can see and hear me. Since I have a short break from Asher's demands I decide to wash some dishes. But Adirah is crawling more quickly now and she likes to crawl into the bathroom. She smiles and squeals with glee as she pulls herself up on Asher's leg.
I hear Asher screaming from the bathroom "Get her off me!"
I go into the bathroom and remove Adirah. She is squirmy and no longer smiling.
My mission now is to keep Adirah happy and keep her out of the bathroom. I try to reason with Asher and tell him that she won't crawl into the bathroom if we close the door. He is 4 and doesn't respond to reason.
"Meow Meow Meow," I hear the cats whining.
Their food is up on the counter. If the cat food is down on the floor Adirah crawls to the cat food and stirs it with her hands. She also loves to splash her hands in their water.
So I put the cat food on the counter. But then the cats come in from outside.
They want their food. So I put the food down and make a mental note to pick it back up again soon.
"I am done!" I hear Asher from the bathroom. The cat food is down, so I need to bring Adirah with me. Asher wants help getting wiped, cleaned up, and dressed again. I do a balancing act, Adirah holding onto my pants leg while I help Asher get dressed.
Now Adirah has pooped.
The dishes are still unwashed.
I have not brushed my hair and I am not yet dressed.
7:30 to 9:30
Asher wakes talking. He talks and talks and he doesn't really stop until bedtime.
I nod and agree and try to answer all of his questions. I am tired. I have had two shifts of sleep two hours each.
Adirah wants to crawl. If the front door is open, she crawls out the door, so I close the door quickly when I need to open it.
Asher announces "I need to poop" and he goes to the bathroom. But Asher is afraid to be alone lately so he likes to have the door open when he is in the bathroom. He always wants to be somewhere that he can see and hear me. Since I have a short break from Asher's demands I decide to wash some dishes. But Adirah is crawling more quickly now and she likes to crawl into the bathroom. She smiles and squeals with glee as she pulls herself up on Asher's leg.
I hear Asher screaming from the bathroom "Get her off me!"
I go into the bathroom and remove Adirah. She is squirmy and no longer smiling.
My mission now is to keep Adirah happy and keep her out of the bathroom. I try to reason with Asher and tell him that she won't crawl into the bathroom if we close the door. He is 4 and doesn't respond to reason.
"Meow Meow Meow," I hear the cats whining.
Their food is up on the counter. If the cat food is down on the floor Adirah crawls to the cat food and stirs it with her hands. She also loves to splash her hands in their water.
So I put the cat food on the counter. But then the cats come in from outside.
They want their food. So I put the food down and make a mental note to pick it back up again soon.
"I am done!" I hear Asher from the bathroom. The cat food is down, so I need to bring Adirah with me. Asher wants help getting wiped, cleaned up, and dressed again. I do a balancing act, Adirah holding onto my pants leg while I help Asher get dressed.
Now Adirah has pooped.
The dishes are still unwashed.
I have not brushed my hair and I am not yet dressed.
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