Monthly Archives: March 2011

As much as my first born would like to deny it, he loves routine. With the addition of his little sister to our family, any semblance of routine we once had has gone completely out the window. My brilliant friend, and early childhood educator, Ubaldina (Ubie for short) suggested creating a daily schedule for Ari. That way he’d know what to expect next at any given point during the day. I took out my writing utensils and got to work. Ari seemed pleased with the final product.

So far it has really made a difference in the quality of our day. We both know what to expect next.

When it came time to go to the library, Ari was so excited, he protested less than usual when I put on his winter coat.

As long as I allowed him to take his fire truck to the library (pictured above) he agreed to wear his coat. Samara had a harder time getting ready.

Babies I tell you, they are so lazy.

We made it to the library. Unfortunately, I was unable to document our library experience since I was carrying a baby on my chest, and chasing after Ari for two hours straight.

We made it home for lunch and quiet time.

Samara can’t read the schedule, so she doesn’t know that she’s supposed to be asleep right now. What a baby!

Do you have a schedule for your kids or do you go with the flow?

Everybody is asleep right now, and I’d just like to take a moment to admit that I’m freaking out.

I keep thinking things like:
“Is this real?”
“Do I really have two small creatures that are solely dependent on me?”
“Who put me in charge here?”
“It’s an elaborate joke, right?”

First of all, it’s a miracle that everyone is asleep at the same time, and by everyone, I mean, Ari, Wil and Samara.

Here are the highlights from today so far:

• Samara has a cold, again.
• Ari wants to go outside and it’s like Antarctica out there
• We running dangerously low on baby wipes
• So far Ari asked for Pancakes, but only ate 1 % of a pancake I made, instead he opted for Goldfish, Cheerios, and 1/16 of a Stonyfield Farm smoothie.

I’m afraid for everyone to wake up because then it means:
1. Everything is real.
2. I have to tend to everyone but myself, and I’m officially overwhelmed.

The hardest part of this whole situation is nursing. Ari sees that I’m busy with Samara and instantly wants attention. I explain to him that I have to feed the baby, but he is unrelenting.

Well, I’d better go before they all wake up.

It’s going to get easier right?