*C* and *S* just got picked up. it has been a LONG day.
Lots of bending and stooping over, and squatting to pick up toys, and talk to the kids on their level.
I am finding it difficult to relate to these children who have spent so much time in their fathers care while their mother works, and their father is.... very mainstream. punitive, physical punishments, shaming, etc. so these kids are sneaky about stuff, like food, and toys, and hurting each other, etc.
it has been trying.
*Bean* and *C* like to play pretend together, and they keep each other pretty busy, in a good way, so I am able to focus on the littles, *S* and *Bug*, and tomorrow *E* as well. but when *Bug* is having a hard time with waking early, with me not in the bed, and then wants to nurse all day up til lunchtime, it makes it really difficult to meet everyones needs, including those of the household such as folding laundry and washing dishes.
Today, Mo my husband was able to spend time with *Bug* in the bedroom, and she fell asleep for a nap before he even left for work at 11. and slept til a little after 1. Lucky *C* and *S* got my undivided attention, and we had a dance party, and worked on stretches, and speech.
I am tired, and want to nap before *Bean* gets home from school, but *Bug* is awake now, and while i could put Dora on Mo's computer and just snuggle her while i sleep with the door locked... i just dont think i feel too comfortable with that.
and with the nods, i leave you with a few pics of my living room, in all its messy glory, 5 minutes after getting picked up, and 5 minutes before the next pick-up.
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