Friday, March 28, 2008

The Morning Show

D: Each morning I find myself wishing for just 1 more hour of sleep. Whereas O does not rouse from his slumber until 7 or 7:30am, F is ready for his day to begin closer to 5:30 or 6. Some mornings one of us will join our early riser in the living room to take advantage of the rare one-on-one time with our son. But most mornings go something like this…

6ish~ We hear F awake with a demanding scream to rescue him from his crib-jail. One of us goes downstairs to retrieve him before he wakes O, the other tries to go back to sleep.

6:15~ F is now snuggled between W and I on our bed with a fresh new diaper and a giant bottle of warm milk.
W and I try to go back to sleep and pray that F will too.

6:25~ F climbs over our heads, clawing at our eyes and pulling our hair to reach the highest heights of the bed posts behind us. He then begins to jump up and down on our heads as he yells and shakes the bed posts.
W and I continue our persistent efforts to try to go back to sleep.

6:30~ F climbs off the bed with a lovely dismount and proceeds to tear everything off the desk and bookshelves as he babbles to himself in delight. Usually I would use my positive discipline techniques, and redirect this behavior. Instead, I watch his destruction with one eye slightly open and pretend to be asleep. (It’s not reinforcing the behavior if he doesn’t think I’m looking, right?)

6:40~ F heads over to our window and practices his new skill of opening and closing it… over and over again. He then begins to throw random items out of our first floor window and into the tomato garden below. Of course this is not behavior I can ignore, so I attempt to distract him with the ‘fun’ blankets on the bed… to no avail. There’s no way I can go back to sleep now.

6:45~ If our animals are in our bedroom, F proceeds to torment one or all of them…usually the cat. I am still snuggled under the covers, but on heightened alert, ready to fly out of bed at a moments notice to save my son from the wrath of our unpredictable cat.

7:00~ Usually by now we can no longer pretend to enjoy the comforts of our warm bed. I have probably gotten in and out of it at least 10 times in the last hour and ask myself why I even bother to pretend like I am getting any additional rest. It is around this time anyway that O is ready to join the party and we begin our day.

Posted by Blogtime In Twin Town @ 12:41 PM

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so glad i found your blog again, i read awhile back but forgot to mark you. we too go through the morning routine that you do. i climb in and out to get one or the other, some days are quiet, some not so quiet. guess you just roll with it, eh? i love the monkey packs in the pix a few posts back. we are looking at them online now that our boys are into running away....if you have a moment (haha) and the make could you let me know? if not, no worries. smiles from another twin momma

Posted by Blogger mames @ Tuesday, April 01, 2008 9:28:00 PM #
 

Hmmmm....seems like there may be a common theme with boys named Finn....

Posted by Blogger Carrie & Brook @ Friday, April 04, 2008 1:20:00 PM #
 
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