Ah – tis the month of quarantine. Fingers crossed we get to celebrate the big UNO in style! 🥳
Elle is still our sweet, calm one…but as her personality grows I have no doubt her stubborn and demanding side will shine through soon. 😆
Leighton is happy as can be until she spots something she wants and you don’t give it to her. She doesn’t actually cry though, she screeches at you and does this loud fuss/yell. It’s something else. 🤣 L is obsessed with water, remotes and basically anything that isn’t a toy. She will straight chuck a toy across the room if she sees a better option within her reach.
She planks and has been popping up onto her knees, but she still army crawls all over the house. She’s like a cheap swiffer. (Or a REALLY expensive one, depending on how you look at it). Elle’s first teeth popped through this month, too!! 2 on the bottom and another coming in!
Now that she’s on the move, scooting, “crawling” and climbing everywhere, her favorite hobbies include pulling out any and every toy she can reach – which is Kensie’s nightmare. 😂 Since K was a baby I have always cleaned the playroom every single night when she’d go to bed. My OCD may have created a monster. Kens won’t play in the room if it’s a mess and freaks out when L is the one making it. She gasps and goes “MOMMY!!! Sister is making a MESSY!!!” I have to assure her it’s okay and that I’ll help her clean it up. 🤣
Best part of this month? She started giving hugs which is the BEST. K was the snuggliest baby (still is, my little stage 5 clinger…) and I so took those baby snuggs for granted. L doesn’t hold still unless she’s asleep.
We’ve adjusted decently well to quarantine life these last 2 weeks and are finding our new “normal”. It includes lots of walks, pool time and the best: time with daddy!
Working out at home/alone has been the hardest adjustment by far. I talked myself into a 30 minute workout the other day and got so frustrated when K came out into the garage and “interrupted” me. I know. I sound awful saying that. Trust me, I gave myself a full guilt trip once I took a step back and used some perspective.
It started with “can I color” and turned into “I want to run with you” and laying on the mat/trying to climb on me while I was doing burpees.
After promptly saying “no”, “please move”, “stop”, “hang on” and “I’ll play with you in 5 minutes” I checked myself on one of my 100m runs and instantly felt awful. I was so concerned with getting in my workout uninterrupted that I was making her feel like she was doing something wrong by just simply wanting to spend time with me/do what I was doing.
I changed my tune, got her bar down and let her run alongside me. Her face instantly lit up & it was such a slap in the face. How lucky am I to have this little munchkin that just wants to do what mommy is doing? Workouts may be little less “intense” but at least I’ve got this healthy nugget by my side while I do them!
Welp, one more month of what’s sure to be the most literal “same shit, different day” experience – but I’ll find the time to update along the way for those who want to see repetitive videos of L squawking, K swimming, me working out and Chris dealing with a house full of girls. 🙃