*This post is not for those with weak stomachs. (I also apologize for any spelling and grammatical errors, I'm sleep deprived)
Today is day two of being home with both boys by myself. I was incredibly sad to see hubby head off to work yesterday but I knew he had to go sometime. Yesterday was amazing and surprisingly easy. That gave me a lot of confidence when I woke up this morning.
Today was completely different than yesterday! Hubby had just walked out of the front door and everything went down hill. Cohen kept falling asleep while I was nursing him and no matter what I did he would not wake up. Little man was getting into everything he knows is a "no-no". Anytime I told him no he would smile and do it anyway.
I gave little man books to look at while I changed Cohen's diaper. We have a diaper changing table but for whatever reason thought it best to change him on our couch. (can you tell where this is headed)
I took off his dirty diaper and in the few seconds he was without a diaper he managed to poop.......everywhere! No joke....on the couch, his clothes, on my legs, shirt, my shorts and of course all over himself. He of course started crying, which led to little man crying.
I managed to clean most of it, enough to be able to make a spot to put the clean diaper on him but before I could he peed. It was all over both of us. Little man quit crying but decided to pull all of the ornaments he could reach off of the tree. (he knows not to do this)
I cleaned up the second mess and got the clean diaper on him. He was sitting on my lap as I was putting on his onsie and to top it all off he spit up all over me and his clean clothes.
The clock read 9:22 am. At this point there were still 8 hours until hubby got home. It couldn't get any worse, I thought. While nursing Cohen at lunch I put on a veggie tale movie to hopefully keep little man entertained. After a few minutes of the movie he walked into the kitchen to get his milk. He was only in the kitchen a few minutes when I heard glass shatter.
He had climbed up on the kitchen table and pulled the table centerpiece off of the table. There was glass literally spanning the entire kitchen floor. Yep, this is where I started crying. I finished feeding Cohen and cleaned up the glass.
I made little man a sandwich for lunch that he refused to eat. While trying to feed little man I get a phone call from my husband to let me know we were now having 9 people over for dinner.....it was originally 3.
Not only did little man refuse to eat but he also refused to take his nap. That should make tonight interesting.
It is currently 3:45 pm. The day is not over yet, I just keep repeating Philippians 4:13.
Although today has been a crazy day, I know I am crazy blessed with two beautiful boys.
Little man has been so sweet to Cohen and curious as to who he is. I snapped these this morning after the chaos.