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:~: Monday, August 13, 2007 :~:

Ack! Is it Monday Already?

I can't believe it's Monday already. Okay, correction. I can't believe it's nearly Tuesday already. My life - which explains my late blog - is in a tailspin. Why, you ask???? One answer: Gremlin #3.

*sigh*

The littlest Gremlin is 2.5. Oh, yes. He's smack-dab in the midst of the terrible twos. I know those of you with older kids will laugh and smile and tell me I have no idea how bad it gets when you have teenagers (I do know, actually, since I taught junior high for nine years), but let me tell you, at this point, I would gladly take three teens in exchange for the two-year-old tornado.

What, pray tell, has me in such a tither? The changing of the bedrooms. This weekend we took down the crib and moved the boys into a room together, complete with bunk beds and "boy" stuff. Gremlin #3 slept in a big bed the whole time we were on vacation and he was an angel. I thought it would be an easy transition. Obviously, I thought wrong. Oh no, now that we're home, he doesn't want to stay in his bed. Nap time consists of me laying down with him for an hour to get him to fall asleep. Bedtime isn't much better. In fact, right now it's 10PM and guess where Gremlin #3 is? Yup. Sitting here next to me, watching as I type. And if that weren't bad enough, Gremlin #2 has been beside himself because he doesn't want to share a room with the "baby" who talks and cries all the time.

Calgon, take me away!

But, Elisabeth, you say, you have three Gremlins. You've been through this before. This is nothing new! Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever. I know there's a training phase associated with transitioning into a new room and a new bed. However, it's severely cutting into my writing time because I write when he naps and after they all go to bed. And since we moved him, I just haven't been able to write at all. Either I have forgotten how bad it really was with the other two, or my patience has reached its end.

I am in awe of women who have four, five, six kids and are still able to write or have a sane life. I was shaking my head in amazement last week at the woman in Arkansas who just gave birth to #17. I have no idea how she does it.

There's no real message here today, but if you have stay-sane-while-the-kids-are-little advice, I could surely use it. ;)

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Blogger B.E. Sanderson said...

Ack! I'm so glad I only had one. And she's a girl. You have my admiration and sympathy, Elisabeth. My mom had 5 and I don't know how she survived it.

BTW, love Bill the Cat. I need to buy myself some old Bloom County books. *happy sigh*

6:34 AM  
Blogger Joan Swan said...

Transitions are rough. No doubt about it. No way around it. Just keep your head down and walk into the storm, you'll come out on the other side. When it gets rough, just remember it doesn't last forever--there is an end in sight. At least for this issue.

Hang in there.

9:00 AM  
Blogger wavybrains said...

I've got no advice, but I do have sympathy. My grandmother had 6. I'm not sure how she did it either.

12:56 PM  
Blogger Linda Winfree said...

You'll be fine. You'll look back at this later and say, "Gosh, that wasn't as hard as it seemed at the time." I've learned this the hard way (including one lovely little boy who I thought we'd never get transitioned to a real bed . . .).

Trust me.

Trust me on this, too. Teaching other people's teenagers is much different from having them. I always thought parenting a teen would be NO SWEAT since I handled 100 or so of them every day.

Yeah, right.

As Joan said, one foot before the other. It seems huge now. But it will be okay. And you'll get through this and everything that comes after.

Trust me. ;-)

3:56 PM  

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