First of all, I prepped myself for a horrible morning with Lily. I even set my alarm 5 minutes earlier (hey, let's not get too crazy here). I got.. oh, I don't know, like 5 hours of sleep.. in little bits and pieces since Noah kept waking up. I suspect that Lily got less than that. Let's not get into why.
I was so tired, this morning. So tired. And all I could really think was, Monday morning was so horrible with getting her to school. Such a fight. We were 90 minutes late. So, my goal for today was to only be an hour or less late (baby steps).
I had no idea what I was doing, but in my unbelievable exhaustion I had to just try something drastically different. I didn't try to wake her up in bed, but instead carefully picked her up, took her into the living room (where the tv was already on), and put her on the couch. Then, like a crazy person, started commenting at all the cool things that were on tv. "Ooo a cow! Oh my goodness that pig is wearing a sweater! Can you believe that Lily?! Wow.. a sheep! What is he doing?? Sandcastles! They're building sandcastles! Have you ever built a sandcastle? Wow! Look at that! No, look. Look! You have to open your eyes to see it!" On and on. Until she did. She turned over, opened her eyes, and actually, eventually.. kept them open.
I tricked her into sitting up, by giving her juice. Although, honestly, if she hadn't agreed to the juice (and later raisin bread) I don't know how I would have gotten her to sit up. And there we were, awake, sitting on the couch, and watching tv. Without any screaming- by anyone.
The whole morning was like that. Tiny, tiny baby steps (and me acting like a super, super happy cheerleader with 3 pots of coffee in her belly.) I dragged some outfits into the living room for her to look at- chattering on and on how proud of myself I was for picking out cool outfits and asking her what she thought of them. She switched some pieces around, requested a different pair of pants.. and then... Got. Dressed. Just like that.
It was exhausting. But not exhausting like fighting with her for 90 minutes. Just exhausting, like I thought I could take on more of the day- which makes no sense.. but there it was. And on top of it all, I got all 3 of us ready and Lily to school.. only 58 minutes late. (I actually still cannot believe it.)
She even, fairly agreeable, switched her shoes to the right feet when we got to school. Her teacher was shocked, telling me she needs to learn my secret with Lily. In my head I was thinking, holy shit lady.. you don't even know.
Theenn.. Noah and I went to Target to buy baby formula and a couple of other things. I didn't look at my list once. Just remembered everything. Just like that. Like.. like, I was a normal person that gets sleep and doesn't have
We went to the bank. And then home. Noah slept the whole time. I started working on new elements for my blog, secretly cleaned out some of Lily's toy boxes, and ate half my lunch before we had to leave to get Lily from school.
When we got home- it was more of the same. Finished blog stuff, fed people, wrangled people, washed dishes. Even.. [looks around].. took a nap- sssshh!
Having said all that.. I guess I should expect the rest of my
Basically.
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