this is my boy right here, no mistaking it. as i've mentioned, patrick and i have no qualms about imparting to our children certain values. One of which, what it means to be a boy or a girl. no worries with these kids! i can see the differences in charlie so strongly, already. he needs to be interacting with the natural environment, and have the opportunity to throw his little weight around. i think most of his acting out can be traced back to a natural desire to just be a boy. poor guy, stuck with 5 females!
cooler weather has finally come, and we are so grateful. life with caroline is getting marginally easier, i think i'm figuring her out a little. for the childless out there, i know life with a baby seems like it should be easy. after all, it isn't rocket science. they're hungry, you feed them; they're tired, you put them to sleep. it just doesn't always work that way. we by no means have a schedule, but we do have a routine. she is the best little night time sleeper! the past few days i've actually gotten her to bed at a reasonable time, and she still is only waking up once, around 3 or 4. so she's sleeping from 10-12 hrs, waking up once. i think God knew that as crazy as the days are, i had to sleep. the bottom fell out last week, though, when i got sick. the not even have the energy to read or watch tv but can only manage to lay still in bed sick. thankfully it was the worst on the weekend, so patrick was there. but there was still caroline. he does the other 2, and she's my responsibility. which is fine normally, i dont mind her being completely dependent on me. until i simply want to die in peace, and she's screaming her bloody head off. we survived. but i tell you what, strep throat is not for the faint of heart. i think i got the flu at the same time. its taken me 2 wks to recover. i went in to the doctor after 4 days of feeling like someone was stabbing me through the ears and down my throat everytime i swallowed. she said, well, i know you dont like alot of drugs. . . Which is true. but some people think just because i choose to give birth naturally means i like pain. or i'm at least ok with it. but my opinion is, thats ok because its supposed to happen. that pain doesnt mean anything is wrong. this pain, on the other hand, meant something was desperately wrong. give me medicine! so she did. and i got better!