So we got the kids' beds on Monday. The first night wasn't a total disaster, but the following morning appeared to be the beginning of the end of my sanity. Natalie and Nathan were up at 6:30 after going to bed just a little before 10 the night before. So naturally by about 9:30, Nathan was a complete mess.
Thankfully, Natalie had her Head Start screening yesterday (which already feels like 2 weeks ago), so Kevin was able to take Nathan for a ride in the car all by himself. He fell asleep and slept for....count 'em...3 WHOLE hours. And I figured last night would be extra difficult because of the long nap, but it really wasn't too bad. Especially considering that I upped the ante and put Nola in the crib for the first time last night.
This is how our evening routine now looks...and I PRAY that it doesn't look like this very long! I miss my evening!
7:00...showers for Natalie and Nathan, bath for Nola
7:45ish...Natalie and Nathan in their rooms (sort of), nurse and sing to Nola
8-8:30...Nola (hopefully) lays down, but sometimes this takes until after 9
9-9:30 until done...lay with Nathan in his bed to hush him and send "NO!" hand signals to Natalie every time she tries to provide a distraction
9:45ish...lay with Natalie and sing her bedtime songs (a new thing since she sees me laying with Nathan now)
10:00...BREATHE...I survived. And now I'm exhausted, so I get about 5 seconds worth of interaction with Kevin, take my vitamins, drink my water, and head to bed so I can get up to feed in a few hours
A quick note on Nola...she loves her crib. Thank goodness. She slept from 9 to 1:15 and 1:30 to 4:30 and then was up at 5:30, 6:30, and 7. No nap this morning due to sleep training and then "background" noise, but she's been down for 2 hours already this afternoon.
I'm totally wiped out, but we'll get there eventually. I joke that I'm crazy for making everybody transition at the same time, but I think I would rather have extreme chaos all at once rather than a series of chaos as each one has to adjust to something new. And maybe, just maybe (please, God!) we'll have it all sorted out before I start school on Monday. Or maybe at least by the time Natalie starts school after Labor Day.