It's been a long time since this page was updated. Quite the rollercoaster, and I'm very sorry to say that what started as a "not enough energy to post" turned to "forgot to post" which in turn became "The Daily Aut? What's that?"
It helps if you turn your old rattly laptop on once in a blue moon too.
We're nearing the end of the Summer Holidays now, many adventures have been had, from simple trips to the beach (Lily likes the beach, she heads straight for the waves the moment we get there, and it takes a while to dry her shoes out... really must buy her some of those beach shoes!) We've done two 10 hour car journeys (the first of which was undertaken at night hoping minions would sleep... the second during the day as it didnt make much difference. That is, it didnt SEEM to until we did the trip by day, night time driving it is.)
I have consumed copious amounts of Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, thankyou Welcome Breaks across the country for satisfying my need for enough sugar to almost keep up with the energy of my children.
Uniforms have been found, school is generally prepared for now (I think... we'll see how many things I've forgotten soon enough)
Lily is moving to an SRB at another school. I'm really hopeful that this setting will help her, she's been doing so well. She isn't too keen on the idea, one moment she's excited and the next she is upset, though she has been upset a lot lately so it is hard to pin down which reason it's for. The routine is lost, there is no school, she wants to go places but the moment we get there the sensory input is too much, she won't be seeing her friends anymore, she'll have new journeys, new rooms, new faces to deal with all with different voices and smells and it's all just so big and scary.
She is doing so well despite all this. She has brought so much joy to everyone she's met this holiday. She's really trying her hardest, and it shows. Before we know it the routine will be regained, time will pass and she'll settle, and all the battles and screaming and throwing will cease (please?). We'll once again forget how hard this bit was. Then the next holiday will come and the grace period will lull me again. Two weeks. Gets me every time.
There have been so many positive points this holiday. So many nice moments and memories, and I'm looking forward to more.
In the meantime I'm hearing the call of the kettle... (and the remaining doughnuts)
Friday, 21 August 2015
Thursday, 1 January 2015
Sleep
So it was that Mummy, for the first time in many many moons, got both minions to bed before 10pm.
Actually, that's not overly true. Pixie is in dreamland, yes, he's good at dreamland at night. I never knew bedtime could be so relaxing a routine for a minion. He goes without fuss, a simple wash, brush, change, jamas, sing night night to the world, sing night night to him, biiiiig cuddle and a kiss, down into bed, covers, teddy, and a bottle. Light out, say goodnight again, and that's it. It's rare now that he will wake and cry in the night. I'll saunter on through about 7:30-8am and he'll be sitting there, waiting patiently. He'll hand me an empty bottle, and while I go fill it with water, the cheeky monkey will hide behind the curtain. Every morning without fail. I'll go in and pretend I don't know where he's gone. Despite the fact the curtain is only long enough to cover his head. The rest of him is completely visible, but hey. He can't see me, therefore I obviously can't see him. This is a level of cuteness that is beyond compare, and I get the lucky moments of starting my day with it.
Of course Lily will already be up by then, she'll have had breakfast (I'll be able to tell by the milk and cereal decorating the kitchen sides and floor. Apparently some of it also makes it to the bowl), and be playing a game or watching a film by then.. I honestly don't know how much sleep she has. I am usually asleep before her of an evening. It's 10:27pm right now and I still hear her running back and forth in her bedroom. It's become my lullaby.
Then again, when I was little I was the same. I'd drag the big books off the landing to look at the pictures, play games, build forts, anything but actually sleep. Of course eventually the sandman would catch me, but I was usually up before everyone else in the morning, too. It's funny how it has come back around to that through her. She's so like me in so many ways.
Actually, that's not overly true. Pixie is in dreamland, yes, he's good at dreamland at night. I never knew bedtime could be so relaxing a routine for a minion. He goes without fuss, a simple wash, brush, change, jamas, sing night night to the world, sing night night to him, biiiiig cuddle and a kiss, down into bed, covers, teddy, and a bottle. Light out, say goodnight again, and that's it. It's rare now that he will wake and cry in the night. I'll saunter on through about 7:30-8am and he'll be sitting there, waiting patiently. He'll hand me an empty bottle, and while I go fill it with water, the cheeky monkey will hide behind the curtain. Every morning without fail. I'll go in and pretend I don't know where he's gone. Despite the fact the curtain is only long enough to cover his head. The rest of him is completely visible, but hey. He can't see me, therefore I obviously can't see him. This is a level of cuteness that is beyond compare, and I get the lucky moments of starting my day with it.
Of course Lily will already be up by then, she'll have had breakfast (I'll be able to tell by the milk and cereal decorating the kitchen sides and floor. Apparently some of it also makes it to the bowl), and be playing a game or watching a film by then.. I honestly don't know how much sleep she has. I am usually asleep before her of an evening. It's 10:27pm right now and I still hear her running back and forth in her bedroom. It's become my lullaby.
Then again, when I was little I was the same. I'd drag the big books off the landing to look at the pictures, play games, build forts, anything but actually sleep. Of course eventually the sandman would catch me, but I was usually up before everyone else in the morning, too. It's funny how it has come back around to that through her. She's so like me in so many ways.
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