I was watching Tal at the dinner table today, proudly picking up sweetcorn and throwing it over the side of the high-chair and I was starting to get *really* angry at him. I then realised that he is only 9 months and I should be proud of the fact that he's picking up stuff as small as a sweetcorn.
I get angry when he doesn't sleep in the day. He's not being naughty, he's not being bad, he's just found something more interesting to do at that moment (or I've completely misjudged his energy levels) but I get really annoyed. I don't think I got this stressed first time round.
I wonder if it's because the stakes are higher this time. I'm conscious of the fact that if there's sweetcorn on the floor in the kitchen, I'm going to have to clean it up. This normally means leaving both children in the living room - unsupervised. As much as I try; this house is not toddler / crawler proof.
If there's a pen nearby and I'm not watching, there will be trouble...
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| Emilia's artwork |
...alternatively I will be away for 30 seconds and hear a thump and Tal crying and lying on the floor. When I asked Emilia what had happened, she (without a sign of guilt or even maliciousness) said "I pushed Baby Tal over".
The stakes are higher with afternoon naps too. If Emilia is going down for a nap (which doesn't happen regularly) then Tal needs to go down once Emilia's asleep so that she doesn't wake him by talking / playing / shouting that she doesn't want a nap.
If he decides that talking / wriggling / grizzling is better than a nap then I have to deal with both of them for the rest of the afternoon.
Did I just write that down? I don't mean it in a bad way but it is nice to have an hour or so on my own. (To clean up sweetcorn from the kitchen floor)
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