Mommy Mack Update #3

Fresh picture this morning for my yesterday story. I didn't get the opportunity to update last night because I ended up with an awful migraine and even had to have someone else put Rhys to bed it was so bad. Anyway my new morning routine gives me a bit of an opportunity to do thing's even though it's not my most proud moment as a mom. My son has taken a liking to Paw Patrol and in the morning after I feed him, I put him in his rocking chair that has dangling toys and put on Paw Patrol. He mostly watches his toys, I think, but he does like Paw Patrol. I don't feel great about screen time with an almost 4 month old, but I have to do what works right? Anyway it gives me a chance to update.

So on to my day yesterday. I woke up and did my daily routine watching Rhys, and then eventually I had to wake up my fiancé because we were running low on diapers and we try not to take Rhys out to stores too often, not to mention it was raining and super cold. So of course Rhys fell asleep as soon as I left because he skipped his morning nap. I luckily only had to go to one store and they were fully stocked on diapers. It was quite shocking actually. When I came home the baby woke up. I fed him and burped him and talked to him for about an hour while my fiancé continued to play video games. Next thing I know, I really wanted time to myself which all moms beg for when they have a little one who constantly needs attention. I tried to hand the baby over just to find out my fiancé had been called in early and had things to do before he could leave. At least he was doing his chores right? So, I had to continue to watch baby and listen to all his new noices he is figuring out. Finally just as my fiancé finished his chores and was getting ready for work, Rhys fell back to sleep for his proper afternoon nap, or so I thought. Anyway I had his dad put him down in his crib and then he left for work. That's when my real mom moment hit me. I finally had the time to myself that I had wanted all day. What do I do now? Chores are all done. I'm completely alone. Well I hadn't played Xbox for awhile so I turned it on and looked through my list of games. Nothing interesting there. I ended up pacing around the house and barely filling my time. I was almost relieved when Rhys woke up after only sleeping a half hour. Not the nap I expected but he was awake nonetheless. I filled my day caring for Rhys until he fell asleep around 6. He started getting sleepy at 5 and I tried everything to try and get him to sleep, eventually putting him in his swing with Paw Patrol in the background. 5 minutes later he was fast asleeep, again for only about half an hour. He didn't get the napping in that he normally does so I put him in his carrier and walked around the house until around 7 when I started making his oatmeal. My mom came home just before 7 and took over so I could go buy a new humidifier for our room because the furnace was being turned on last night and our room is already dry so I needed a good humidifier. We had been borrowing my parents which they needed back due to the dry furnace air. My mom asked me to bring home dinner so I did and she told me to eat even though it was bath time. The baby was calm so I ate my food and then drew the bath.

I had come home with a headache but I just assumed that I was hungry and was grateful for the opportunity to eat. But in the bath, the pounding in my head got worse. There's an echo in the bathroom so every little noise Rhys made just made my head pound worse. I was realizing it was more than a hunger headache. So the second Rhys started crying my mom took him so I could dry off and get dressed. I took Tylenol and went to bed with a cold washcloth on my head. I felt awful having my mom feed him and put him to bed but she insisted I lay down and get some rest. My head feels much better today except the fact that my son has decided to cry just as I'm finishing this post. He can wait 2 minutes. I hate doing that but we are starting to teach independence because he literally hates being alone and I hate having to hold him all day. By the end of it all I am so exhausted that I end up either walking around with him in a carrier or I end up forcing him to sit alone regardless of crying. Makes me feel like such a bad mom. Anyway, I should tend to my child who has grown sick of Paw Patrol and I will post again when I can! Thanks for reading!