The last week my husband has been home. It’s been great. I’ve loved almost every minute of it.
This week has also been quite exhausting. My sweet tiny boy isn’t really sleeping. I think he’s teething. Maybe he just has allergies.
Look at this sad little face. You can tell he doesn’t feel well.
sweet boy
I want to think it’s teeth. The orajel seems to make it better. We’ve been so fortunate to have little ones that usually sleep well and this is just dragging on a bit longer than I remember. I am sure it’s probably quite similar to how it was the other two times. Hopefully the new year brings new teeth.
Potty training. No, we are not potty training Nathan. Yet. We are still working on Lucas. He’s close. He’s doing great. He’s not there yet. He’s wearing underwear at home. NO PANTS. Pants seem to backfire and we have accidents. Pooping is totally hit or miss. He’s even run to get a pull up and pooped in it. He doesn’t want to ruin his underwear but he doesn’t want to poop in the potty either.
We even made this:
Poopy Treasure Box (ignore that it's a BAG instead)
(made with long discontinued Laura Bansiak digital scrap goodies)
It’s starting to work. We just need to be consistent and loving. I am pretty sure Will was on of those rare overnight kids that trained instantly. Lucas is not. That’s ok. Lucas has more patience overall with life so I shouldn’t be complaining. I’ll keep you posted. I’m sure you are eager to know the continued success (and failures) of my son’s pooping matters.