We've been home for a full week now. It's been an adjustment for all of us. For the most part, I think it's been going ok (I don't know if hubby would agree). There are some battles that I thought we might have to do that didn't materialize, like getting into a carseat (he seemed to know it was for him), eating (pretty easy to feed, even fruits and veggies), brushing teeth (loves it).
Spazzy is still recovering from the nasty cold. He's painfully thin now. We got a roast chicken to try to fatten him up. I feel bad that I haven't been able to spend much time with him. Strangely, he's the only cat that doesn't really mind hanging around Evan, even when Evan tries to pick him up. Normally, I think Spazzy would've scratched and bit till there's only a bloody stump. It must be his weakened state. Evan has been scolded many times for messing with the cats and was given a timeout today for it. Then he proceeded to scratch a patch of paint off the front door where he was given his timeout at (corner). Ugh!!! Deep breaths, deep breaths… Toddlers seem to need A LOT of repeating! They do try one's patience, don't they? Are you all chuckling at our plight? I keep hearing the song "It won't be like this for long" by Darius Rucker in my head. Geez, I sure hope so. I know things could be a whole lot worse from hearing about other people's horror stories with their biological or adopted kids, but I feel like hubby and I had jumped off the deep end and we're just barely treading water. And maybe when he gets older, he would be an even bigger handful, and we would end up appreciating how things are now???
One battle that we didn't expect was bed time. I've been sitting with him till he falls asleep, which ended up being 2-1/2 hours last night. When he does fall asleep, he's usually down for the night. I, myself, have not been able to sleep very well at all. I don't know if it's still the jet lag. I've taken Tylenol PM a few night, but I'm trying not to now. I get 3 hours or so and wake up feeling like a zombie and more irritable, which is not good for anyone. I do try to nap when Evan naps, but even that's difficult now. Sorry I missed the party, Elma. I was too much of a zombie that day. Sorry! I was looking forward to seeing how he does with kids his age. Maybe we can do something once we're feeling more human?
dear Mei-Lun
ReplyDeletehappy to chat about timeouts any time. they do work because no one wants to miss out on whatever else is going on.
it might be hard for Evan to fall asleep when he can see all the cool stuff to play with. he's probably never slept in a room with so many toys.
just a thought.
j