I just said to my 3-year-old, "Um, get out of my Facebook."
Yes, my 3-year-old. I am now the mother of a 3-year-old. It's hard to believe that he's gotten so big so quickly. His birthday party was good. It was large. A lot of people showed up. Frankly, it was crowded.
Matthew has also started school. He attends three days a week from 7:45 - 10:45. He absolutely loves it. There are no problems at all with the transition. He goes easily in the morning when I drop him off. It's amazing. It's kind of hard to get him out the door in the morning, though. I have to let him know that we're going to see Ms. Ashley, and then he's a little easier to get going. He loves Ms. Ashley. He does daycare on Mondays, and so far we're only a week into this schedule. Tomorrow will be the first day that he's home with me, and we'll go to the Centre and go swimming or go to the gym. I'm thinking the gym. I'll let him run around for awhile and get some energy out.
Yesterday I printed out pictures of what his nighttime schedule will be (shower, essential oils, pajamas, kindle, snuggle, bed), and we started using them. I'm hoping it's going to make bedtime easier, because I just can't do these bedtime battles anymore. They're too much. The other night he was up until 12:30 screaming. Urgh, I was so tired the next day. So I'm really hoping that a schedule will help. Now it'll just be sticking to it.
I caught a cold from Matthew. He's had one off and on for months now, and this is probably the second one that I've caught. It hit fast, so I'm hoping that it passes quickly as well. I'm already dealing with back problems (the chiropractor thinks that I have a herniated disc). There's only so much that I can deal with at one time. As much as some people think, I'm really not superwoman.
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