Today was the first day back to reality since the new year began. Nick was back to work, and the little boy I nanny returned today after a 3 week break. I was anticipating a little chaos today, a little trouble getting back into the groove, and my anticipation was correct. The day has not been anything too chaotic, but it has been an adjustment. I had to adjust my morning schedule back to "work" time, and that was a little rough. My beautiful, wonderful children have been sleeping until 9 am over Christmas break, and I have become a little spoiled by that. Waking up at 8 am this morning was a little rough, and I greeted my employer with runny under eye make up, nappy hair, and a non showered body. I am sure that she was just thrilled to leave her child with the walking zombie that was myself :).
My children both slept in until 9 again this morning, 9:30 for Caleb. I actually checked on him because I thought he was not breathing or someone had kidnapped him (I'm not overly paranoid I promise). He was contently sleeping away. However, when he awoke he had peed the bed, and I had a huge mess to clean up. I knew I would kick myself for not placing another diaper on him after his 3 am "pee potty" incident. I guess I thought he would be good until morning. I was wrong. So, I gave Caleb a bath with a 10 month old and a one year old "helping" from outside the tub. I then got him dressed, fed, and I stripped and disinfected his bed, washed his bedding, made his bed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief for that task being complete. The little ones were put down for a nap, I had some breakfast and cuddled with my little man. He was wiping away my kisses and laughing so I only kissed him about a billion times. Melt my heart. I was then greeted with the most awful poopy diaper from E known to man. I was literally gagging, and praying to God to help me through that one. I do not think my house will ever smell normal again.
Caleb has had a bit of a hard adjustment "sharing" his new toys. He is usually great with sharing, but in his defense he has had 3 weeks of not having to share with anyone other than Mckinlee, and she is not hard to distract away from his "toy of interest". I may have thrown too much at him with E being back at the house and Pres girl coming to visit. He was just a little overwhelmed and cranky today, and I think I heard "MINE" a million more times that I would have liked. However, once given some lunch and his beloved binky he was a happy camper for the rest of Pres's visit, and the kids played great until it was time for their nap (which was an hour 1/2 later than normal).
It was an interesting morning getting back in the grind. Dirty diapers, wet beds, tantrums, fights over toys, snuggles and all. A day in our normal life is not always exciting, picture perfect, or happy, but I am so grateful for the days I have with my little ones...even the not so pleasant ones.