It is, in fact, possible to get a crying baby out of her swing, comfort said baby back to sleep, put baby back in swing, run downstairs and empty a potty while retrieving the button dropped in said potty all while nursing another baby.
Really, I'm learning to do a lot of things one-handed, since I'm almost always nursing one baby or the other. Some tasks I have accomplished while nursing in the past few weeks:
Folding and sorting laundry
Baking bread
Wiping bottoms
Eating Cheez-its
Changing diapers (no, but almost. Then someone decided to start pooping on the floor and it was all downhill from there)
Reading books to older kids
Setting up TV shows for the big kids to watch (only a few, I promise...)
Rinsing dishes
Putting away (some) dishes
Watching "Say Yes to the Dress" on Netflix (don't judge)
Ordering pizza online
Putting on sweatpants
House hunting
And more!
Heck, the next baby is gonna feel like such a breeze compared to these two!
Just another Catholic mom blog - crazy, blessed, happy, silly!
In case you were wondering...
Friday, January 11, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
1. Woke up this morning to, "Oooohhhh... ARGYLE!" Immediately started nursing whichever baby was next to me (I think it was Elizabeth?).
2. John Paul bursts into the room in the outfit he picked for the day: Soccer ball socks, airplane-embroidered corduroy pants, a double-layer "Big Brother" t-shirt and a red argyle vest. This kid KNOWS how to dress.
3. Cecilia climbs up onto the bed whining, "Help you with your Northwestern shirt?" Unfortunately I can't, because I'm still lying in bed with one arm trapped under me while nursing a sleeping baby (I'm pretty sure it was Elizabeth). So instead I help her with her wedgie, because that's always REALLY upsetting. Mary Claire starts crying and Andrew comes and gets her.
4. Elizabeth finishes nursing (it was definitely her) and goes back to sleep. I get out of bed to realize that my nursing tank that got puked on last night has dried, thanks to the prefold I shoved underneath it so I didn't have to get changed at 3 AM! And now there's only a crusty spot in the bed from spit-up, no wet spot!
5. Walk into the big kids' room to find Mary Claire lying naked on the floor with a prefold under her. Notice that she has started coughing, thus proving to the world that she poops when she coughs. Gross. Big kids think it is HILARIOUS.
6. Try to put Cecilia's Northwestern shirt on only to have her freak out after 1.5 seconds of trying to wrestle the neck over her huge head. Let Cecilia choose a new outfit (an owl shirt and John Paul's old overalls).
7. Elizabeth wakes up, Andrew retrieves her and lets her hang out naked on a diaper too. She cries the whole time.
8. Get both babies in diapers (all the covers are downstairs) and take babies, big kids, and Cecilia's clothes downstairs.
9. Andrew gets both babies dressed while I make breakfast for the big kids (pear, raisins, and milk/water). Sit down to nurse both babies on the giant twin nursing pillow while Andrew brings me a bowl of frosted flakes.
10. Finish my breakfast only to have both babies puke on my stomach as soon as I set the bowl down. Good thing I hadn't gotten dressed yet!
11. Send John Paul downstairs to get Aunt Sister and make sure she didn't oversleep.
12. Aunt Sister comes upstairs and gets Cecilia dressed and takes 3 of the 4 kids to Mass. I sigh a sigh of relief at our last remotely peaceful morning.
And all this before 8:30!
2. John Paul bursts into the room in the outfit he picked for the day: Soccer ball socks, airplane-embroidered corduroy pants, a double-layer "Big Brother" t-shirt and a red argyle vest. This kid KNOWS how to dress.
3. Cecilia climbs up onto the bed whining, "Help you with your Northwestern shirt?" Unfortunately I can't, because I'm still lying in bed with one arm trapped under me while nursing a sleeping baby (I'm pretty sure it was Elizabeth). So instead I help her with her wedgie, because that's always REALLY upsetting. Mary Claire starts crying and Andrew comes and gets her.
4. Elizabeth finishes nursing (it was definitely her) and goes back to sleep. I get out of bed to realize that my nursing tank that got puked on last night has dried, thanks to the prefold I shoved underneath it so I didn't have to get changed at 3 AM! And now there's only a crusty spot in the bed from spit-up, no wet spot!
5. Walk into the big kids' room to find Mary Claire lying naked on the floor with a prefold under her. Notice that she has started coughing, thus proving to the world that she poops when she coughs. Gross. Big kids think it is HILARIOUS.
6. Try to put Cecilia's Northwestern shirt on only to have her freak out after 1.5 seconds of trying to wrestle the neck over her huge head. Let Cecilia choose a new outfit (an owl shirt and John Paul's old overalls).
7. Elizabeth wakes up, Andrew retrieves her and lets her hang out naked on a diaper too. She cries the whole time.
8. Get both babies in diapers (all the covers are downstairs) and take babies, big kids, and Cecilia's clothes downstairs.
9. Andrew gets both babies dressed while I make breakfast for the big kids (pear, raisins, and milk/water). Sit down to nurse both babies on the giant twin nursing pillow while Andrew brings me a bowl of frosted flakes.
10. Finish my breakfast only to have both babies puke on my stomach as soon as I set the bowl down. Good thing I hadn't gotten dressed yet!
11. Send John Paul downstairs to get Aunt Sister and make sure she didn't oversleep.
12. Aunt Sister comes upstairs and gets Cecilia dressed and takes 3 of the 4 kids to Mass. I sigh a sigh of relief at our last remotely peaceful morning.
And all this before 8:30!
Now for some fun... Another Mary Claire vs. Cecilia post - think you know who's who?
Monday, January 7, 2013
Okay, guess which one is Cecilia and which one is Mary Claire!
Sunday, January 6, 2013
We're having friends over for Epiphany today - 7 children under the age of 4, and that's just from two families!
So I'm likely recovering from the amazing mayhem (which will involve paper crowns and star-shaped jello jigglers, it's gonna be awesome!). Don't you love our birthday cake for Jesus? We had to finish out the octave in style last week!
Saturday, January 5, 2013
A big girl haircut, a REAL big girl haircut at a real hair salon where they let you eat lollipops requires not one...
Not two...
Not three,
But FOUR bows in one's hair to accentuate the adorable.
And yes, that's a snappi in the background.