Where I've Been

David came home last Sunday, which means that I survived a week with three kids all alone. Go me! Although, I am STILL exhausted. I was so ready for him to come home. His first order of business after coming home was to take our recalled crib to Target and pick up a new one. Welcome home honey! When we put the new crib together, we realized that we were missing two of the screws for the bed. I called the company for replacement hardware. They asked me if I was calling regarding their voluntary recall. Ummmm...No. I feel as if this may be a bad sign. Can't wait to take this crib back. For now, Claire is still sleeping in the Pack N Play until the new hardware pack arrives.

Guess what else is exciting in the house of Townsend? Claire has been binky (paci, nuk...whatever you call it) free for a little over a week now, and she's doing great without it. It happened by accident really. I decided on day two of David being away that in order to save my sanity, I would just wait until he got home to go ahead with Operation Bye Bye Binky. My thinking was that it would be much easier with us both around than just myself and a screaming toddler vs a screaming 6 month old and Ethan asking, "Why?" about a thousand times a day. The day after I decided this, I accidentally put Claire to bed in my exhausted state without the binky. I didn't realize this until the next morning when I was pouring cereal into their bowls for breakfast and spotted it on the counter where I'd put it before we brushed teeth that night. My first thought was, "Uh oh..She probably wants this." But then I realized she never cried or anything. She wasn't trying to find it. It was just another day..Only this time, minus binky. I quickly stashed it along with two others I found and we haven't gone back. She had a little moment the other day that made me a little sad for her because my SIL came over to drop something off with my niece Makayla. Makayla had a binky and Claire kept staring at it with her hands in her mouth and a sad little longing in her eyes. I wanted to run in and grab the binky and give it to her, but once everyone left, she was just fine. It makes me sad that she doesn't need it anymore because that means she not a baby anymore. She's two. A toddler. My little girl is growing up.

I took Grayson to the doctor on Thursday for his SIX MONTH well check. I can't believe he's already 6 months old. He's 16 pounds and 26 inches long and continues to be the only one of my children whose head can be compared to other children on the percentile chart. Claire and Ethan were both well off the chart by this time. It's nice because his head actually still fits in the clothes we have for him. I'm taking him to get his 6 month pictures next Friday. I can't wait. He's also gotten 2 teeth, which he used to bite me when I was feeding him the other day. I've been afraid of that ever since he started teething. It's the only time he's ever done it, and I'm not looking forward to him doing it again. It hurt. A lot. I'm determined to breastfeed until he is one though, so I am not giving up just because he gave me a little bit of a nip.

And, that is all that has happened. Just been spending time with my hubby and kids. I'll be back to my regular blogging schedule this week!