I think our little lady might finally be getting into a new nighttime schedule. The past two nights she hasn’t woken up until around 5:00am, which has been a very pleasant change considering she usually wakes up at 1:00am. Granted, she’s a lot more hungry and vocal when she sleeps longer, so the trick is trying to keep her quiet so she doesn’t wake up her brother.
Overall Phoebe seems to be a quiet observer, taking in everything around her. I’d love to know what she’s thinking, but half the time the look on her face tells me she thinks we’re all insane. She may be right. Thankfully she finds our insanity amusing for the most part.
All too soon these baby days will be over, and I try not to dwell on that too often. It’s so different the second time around, though. Not only does it fly be even faster, but it’s both easier and more difficult at the same time. Mostly I feel torn between how much time I spend with both of my munchkins on a daily basis. I feel bad if I don’t spend a lot of one-on-one time with Phoebe because Enzo got so much since he was born first, but then I feel bad if I don’t spend enough time with Enzo because I’ve been snuggling Toots. I never had guilt going back to work when it was just Enzo, but now I definitely feel it simply because I feel like I’m never giving them enough of my time and when I do I’m often tired in the evening and short on patience when it comes to toddler tantrums.
This really just tells me I need to reprioritize and maybe come up with a schedule that allows me to make time for each kiddo, myself, my husband, and to make sure I’m taking care of myself mentally and physically so that way I’m not as tired or cranky when I’m at home. Thankfully with the weather getting better and better I’m more motivated to exercise again, and while we often make dinners, I think I need to start making a lunch the night before I’m less likely to just grab something frozen or fast on my way out the door. I’m so focused on making sure Enzo eats well that I sometimes forget about Josh and I. 😉