Letting go {week 98} #SOC #blogging
We’ve had a very full, fun day – even though I left the house once (by car.) I did manage to walk down the street, if that counts for leaving the house. š
This morning, I was looking at movies that had recently opened and mentioned one to my husband. We both agreed that our son would probably love the movie. The downside was the time that really worked best was one that started in the middle of naptime – so we could either skip nap, or somehow convince our sleep-hating child to take an earlier, but shorter nap.
Surprisingly, he chose the earlier and shorter nap. When I went to wake him, he really didn’t want to wake up until he realized he could go to the movie theater right then.
Four and five years ago, I would have never allowed you to mess with my kid’s naptime. (I’m still fairly strict when it comes to bed time, as I know what works best for our kid – and for everyone the next day.)
Early on in my second pregnancy, my husband and I came to the agreement that we couldn’t be so rigid in all of the scheduling. I find myself with the baby just going with what works for her. I tossed out the nursing schedule that we received in the hospital (as soon as we got home), and I nurse on demand. Sleep has come easily to our daughter, and I figured out that she prefers to go down in her crib earlier, rather than later. (We played with this with our son for several weeks. Then realized what worked best for all of us.) I’m not as stressed out this time – though much of that can probably be attributed to this being our second time parenting.
I love the babywearing stage with small babies and I hope I can wear my daughter for as long as possible – because it’s easy. And I’m hoping that things continue to go smoothly for all of us.
I recognized this week that while our son has been really great with the baby, he is also beginning to get overly emotional over certain things (especially at school when he knows I’m home with the baby.) This coming week, I told him that I would give him one half day, so he could spend half of the day at home with us. He’s really excited about this, and I’m glad that things are going well enough that I can do this right now. Soon enough, he’ll be going to his preschool part-time for the summer, so we’ll have more one on one time.
We’re letting go of our “rules” and it feels nice.