3 am- I am awoken by Kenan, who is definitely trying for a new habit of doing that. Second night. I look around Luke’s side of the bed for the diaper I Just Saw There before I went to bed- no diaper. Since Luke wasn’t home I didn’t clean off his side of the bed, so it was too messy to rummage for the diaper. I went and got one from somewhere else, knowing this did not bode well. We were just about out of diapers, one reason is explained in the previous post, and I had them counted out to get us to Walmart in the nick of time this morning. But then Kenan had to wake up in the middle of the night and throw off the diaper-earth balance. Okay, no problem. I can do this, I thought. I remember having to swaddle baby Aliyah in dish towels at least a couple times; my excuse then would have been a lot better- hey, I have never done this before! Didn’t know I needed to buy diapers in bulk!
Adon is super close to being ready to potty train, meaning I am super close to being ready to potty train him. I like to wait for warmer weather; this makes sense to me as they have less clothes on and accidents outside are not as much of an ordeal. Anyway, I decided I would skip right to the trial period and put underwear on Adon today. Not that I had any other options, like diapers. I made sure he sat on the toilet through my entire shower, though, and when I got out there was evidence in there that he went. Encouraged, we carried on with getting ready for book club and the errand at Walmart, not in that order.We got to the church, where book club was meeting, and Adon had just stepped over the threshold from the carpeted hallway into the tiled nursery when he let loose. I was so grateful it would be a relatively easy clean up, but, couldn’t he have waited another 30 seconds for me to sit him on the potty or get a diaper on him? I’m keeping cool about it, though- it isn’t as if he had any idea what was expected of him.
Tonight we sat down to watch The Croods, when I asked around if anyone had seen Kenan’s pacifier. A few had, but didn’t know where it was now. We paused the movie and scoured the house looking for it. After a half hour or so, we turned the movie back on and I prepared myself for a long night. “Are you ready to wean from your binky tonight, Keeny?” He looked back at me blankly. This precious piece of plastic seems to get lost more since I have started using binky clips; how is that possible? And the possibilities are endless as to where it could be- in the laundry, out in the yard with the nipple chewed off by the dog (that is where the other binky suffered its demise). Under a bed. In a bed. Beside a bed. After the movie, we continued looking, and finally Caleb found it tangled in his comforter at around 10:00, making this a really late night. Some days seem to revolve around the little boys. This day was certainly an example of that. I can’t wait to see what Elijah brings to the mix.