Russell and I had the privilege of being parents for twenty four hours to these little darlings.
Sara & Stewart decided it would be fun to ditch us with their kids while they went out and played-ha-just kidding-we happily watched them so Sara & Stewart could celebrate their eight year anniversary!!!
We start the night off by going to the hot tub. Which ends up being a cold tub. So we play in the bath instead.
8:30 pm. All little ones are tucked in bed.
We read two books, say prayers and sing two songs.
No fuss. No crying. Just perfect little children.
10:00 pm. Russell and I are watching a movie, and Kate {the baby} wakes up. So I get her out of her crib and let her chill with us for a few minutes, then put her back down without a peep.
12:00 am. We go to bed. Kate's crib however is in the same room right next to Russell's side of the bed. With every grunt or sigh, I poke Russell and say, "is she ok?"
1:00 am. Kate starts crying. I frantically leap over Russell. Her binky has fallen out, like I thought. I put it back in, she spits it out and cries harder. So I pick her up {I later learned this was a big mistake}, and cradle her in bed. Russell is also awake. She gets sleepy and closes her eyes. She seems to be asleep. From my nanny days, I knew exactly what would happen when I reached my arms out to put her carefully back in the crib-yet I did it anyway.
The screaming. The crying. Continues. Harder this time. She looks at me like, 'you are not my mom!' I tell myself: no big deal. I know how to take care of a baby, how to soothe a baby, I got this.
We walk, we bounce, we rock, we swaddle.
We change her diaper. We try a bottle.
More screaming.
I then pass her to Russell and say: your turn!
After a few minutes I ask for her back. We continually trade off for two hours.
Somewhere in the middle of all this, Russell says, "We are never doing this again." Looking back, that really makes me laugh.
Finally Russell just puts her back in her crib and says, just let her cry {in a loving way}. So we lay on the bed. Kate is standing on hers. Standing. Gripping the bars and screaming a blood curdling scream. This goes on for three minutes. She then throws herself down on the bed, gives a few wimpers and is fast asleep.
7:00 am. I'm listening for Bree & Ally, but they're still asleep. Kate however is as happy as can be. All smiles. Like last night never happened.
Fast forward. Oh look, it's lunch. And some of us, are still in our pajamas. Oh no, just me.
When you're this messy, it's better to go topless.
We make yummy sugar cookies, with Bree's special food coloring on top! And cute Happy Anniversary notes to hang on the front door!
We play kitchen, house and doctor. I'd have to say watching Russell in a little girls hat and apron, speaking with an Italian accent may be one funniest things I've ever seen. I have never seen him do anything like that and it was seriously so good!
Twenty four hours later, Sara and Stewart come through the door! We tell them of our fun and eventful time and we laugh. A lot. It's a good thing we love these kids so much!
{and Sara, in case you're wondering, yes we will watch your kids again, someday}.
Sara & Stewart decided it would be fun to ditch us with their kids while they went out and played-ha-just kidding-we happily watched them so Sara & Stewart could celebrate their eight year anniversary!!!
We start the night off by going to the hot tub. Which ends up being a cold tub. So we play in the bath instead.
8:30 pm. All little ones are tucked in bed.
We read two books, say prayers and sing two songs.
No fuss. No crying. Just perfect little children.
10:00 pm. Russell and I are watching a movie, and Kate {the baby} wakes up. So I get her out of her crib and let her chill with us for a few minutes, then put her back down without a peep.
12:00 am. We go to bed. Kate's crib however is in the same room right next to Russell's side of the bed. With every grunt or sigh, I poke Russell and say, "is she ok?"
1:00 am. Kate starts crying. I frantically leap over Russell. Her binky has fallen out, like I thought. I put it back in, she spits it out and cries harder. So I pick her up {I later learned this was a big mistake}, and cradle her in bed. Russell is also awake. She gets sleepy and closes her eyes. She seems to be asleep. From my nanny days, I knew exactly what would happen when I reached my arms out to put her carefully back in the crib-yet I did it anyway.
The screaming. The crying. Continues. Harder this time. She looks at me like, 'you are not my mom!' I tell myself: no big deal. I know how to take care of a baby, how to soothe a baby, I got this.
We walk, we bounce, we rock, we swaddle.
We change her diaper. We try a bottle.
More screaming.
I then pass her to Russell and say: your turn!
After a few minutes I ask for her back. We continually trade off for two hours.
Somewhere in the middle of all this, Russell says, "We are never doing this again." Looking back, that really makes me laugh.
Finally Russell just puts her back in her crib and says, just let her cry {in a loving way}. So we lay on the bed. Kate is standing on hers. Standing. Gripping the bars and screaming a blood curdling scream. This goes on for three minutes. She then throws herself down on the bed, gives a few wimpers and is fast asleep.
7:00 am. I'm listening for Bree & Ally, but they're still asleep. Kate however is as happy as can be. All smiles. Like last night never happened.
Fast forward. Oh look, it's lunch. And some of us, are still in our pajamas. Oh no, just me.
When you're this messy, it's better to go topless.
We make yummy sugar cookies, with Bree's special food coloring on top! And cute Happy Anniversary notes to hang on the front door!
We play kitchen, house and doctor. I'd have to say watching Russell in a little girls hat and apron, speaking with an Italian accent may be one funniest things I've ever seen. I have never seen him do anything like that and it was seriously so good!
Twenty four hours later, Sara and Stewart come through the door! We tell them of our fun and eventful time and we laugh. A lot. It's a good thing we love these kids so much!
{and Sara, in case you're wondering, yes we will watch your kids again, someday}.
3 comments:
Ha! When are you avalaible to watch our kiddos?
(this is Kris) that picture of you feeding her seriously just made me laugh out loud!! You still look great- but you look so tired. Oh man- I can't wait for you to have kids! And I'm glad you had such a wonderful birthday! I wish I could have come and visited you or something! Hopefully one day soon. Oh and your grandma seriously had some awesome jewelry!
hilarious! wanna watch ours next?
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