So Jayme has been sleeping through the night pretty consistently. She goes down about 8 or 9 and gets up at 5:30, eats and then sleeps until we leave for the office at 7:30. It's so nice. I get to spend some time with her, while Isaiah is still occupied with sleep, and then get ready for my day uninterrupted. That makes it so I can focus on Isaiah solely instead of while trying to put mascara on. Hah! Not this morning...No ma'am.
Jayme pretty much passed out at 7 last night. She had a bottle but only ate about half her usual dinner. I heard her start fussing glanced at the clock and popped out of bed ready to face the day. I could swear the clock said 5:30am. I fed her the usual 5 ounce bottle, talked to her for a bit, wrapped her back up and put her back to bed.
I hopped on my computer to check e-mail and what not before the boys woke up. The little clock on the corner of my screen said 12:55pm! WHAT?!?! I'm dressed, have my make-up on and was getting ready to start breakfast. Oy! So...I crawled back into bed. That didn't really go over well. My body was sure it was time to be up.
Lucky for me the babies both were awake by 5:30. It's a darn good thing my make-up was already on. There was NO way I would have gotten around to that this morning. Jayme wanted FOOD! Not her bottle...she made that very clear. I fed her applesauce while juggling Isaiah's acrobatic cereal eating. Oh my goodness! Complete morning work out: Check.
In other news: Isaiah went to get his shoes and ran back to the living room...he tripped over air again (yes, he's my child) and landed face first, much to his dismay. Isaiah's face + Kitchen floor = fat bloody lip. He's a trooper though. I didn't even realize his lip was busted until he took a drink of my water and left blood on the cup. Poor thing.
So needless to say; I need some coffee...
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