Hey Ya'll!
OMG- it has been forever since I have blogged! But it's not that I have been super busy or anything like that, it's bc I kind of realized I live a pretty boring life now and there isn't anything to ever write about! But I will try to get back in the groove!
Lately I have had a case of the baby fever- that has now STOPPED! I snapped out of it when I baby sat Cale for the first time. Not that he is a bad lil' monster or anything- he is actually the most precious thing ever- but it was just hard. He is so happy all the time and smiling non stop. But when he is not happy or smiling, he is not very fun to be around. I realized that when they cry you have to do something with them in order to make them stop. You can't just throw another toy in front of him or hand him a jar of food.(Trust me, I tried!) No you have to actually figure out how to stop him from screaming. I will explain my experience..........
I come over to my sister's house all the way in DANG COPPELL, which by the way Lucas mysteriously found something else to do that night then come help me babysit, my future flashes before my eyes of being a single parent- Just Kidding!- but I get to their house and her and Ryan are getting ready for their evening. Everything was perfectly calm and normal, Lindsey was making the most modest person in the world
(ME) extremely uncomfortable changing in front of me- ( we used to live together and I swear she would walk around naked just because she thinks it's hilarious how uncomfortable it makes me! I am sorry but that is not funny- and that's why I think it is funny to never tell her she has a big chunk of broccoli in her teeth!) Ryan ironing his shirt, and Calers was in his bouncing thing that hangs from the doorway. NOW he is so funny in this thing! He loves to bounce and always finds a way to get all twisted and laughs so loud at himself! I am thinking, to myself, you know this may not be as hard as I thought it was going to be, even if I have a mild to strong hangover I am rocking this evening. ( At 25, a freaking night of drinking "a few" beers gives me a wicked hang!) Yeah- you may think it would scare my sister to think of me babysitting with a hangover, but she understands- it's how I roll! (JUST KIDDING- but Hadley and I once bonded bc of a hangover! We took the best nap together ever!She's been my girl ever since!) So I am completely calm! Cale is bouncing making hilarious sounds. Then Linz is done changing- THANK GOD- and she starts trying to tell me everything I need to know in about 5 seconds. But that may not sound to hard to get if you are a normal person, but remember what I am rocking, and to top it off- Ryan is telling me things at the same time, which is not easy bc I can't figure out who is telling me the right thing to do- they were both giving me good options for the evening BUT Ryan is explaining how to work the TV and telling me I can get Chinese food on him....... Naturally I am paying more attention to him! I mean how hard is it to feed that baby? Piece of cake- I mean I have fed Hadley like 4 years ago- I am sure it is like riding a bike right? I mean this Chinese is Luke's and my favorite from when we use to live in Euless! This is really an important thing to be listening to. Ryan starts telling me how to work the MAC laptop- that's where I stopped listening, he was no longer on feeding for me..... Linz is giving me the rundown- still I am thinking this guy is being an angel- this will be a piece of cake! "No Problem"- I think I said, "Don't worry about us! We've got this taken care of!" So off they go.
As the garage closes, I kind of start to sweat, I know there was something about spit up on sheets, dryer,and Cale sleeping. As I am trying to piece that info together I decide to feed Cale. SO I got the chicken jar she left out and start to feed him. This isn't too bad! He is being good, he is really good, but still no idea why I can't get spit up on sheets, dryer and Cale sleeping out of my head, and as I am feeding and thinking I notice something else has come in the mix- Cale's fist. Apparently he likes that in his mouth along with his spoon and chicken baby food. Oh Hold on I am starting to remember something- the dryer has to be turned off manually- but all of the sudden, not only does Cale like his fist in his mouth along with his spoon and food- he also like to use the other hand as a torture device for his Aunt Godie, yup- the kid starts pulling my hair. OMG- that little thing has a grip. As I am trying to pry my hair out of his 5 1/2 month old hands, I remember what it was I needed to do- Turn off the dryer, take the sheets out and put them on Cale's crib before he goes to sleep! That was a relief, then I cut that chunk of hair out of my head,let him play with it because it was easier than getting him to release, all while still thinking- this is not that bad! After two jars of baby food, with a mini panic attack because I can't for sure remember which food he can't have after he has had chicken( I later remember I was correct in not giving him more meat but giving his some fruit, I just chose banana baby food bc it looked good!) - we are done eating.
I get Cale situated on the floor with his play thing that lights up, makes noise and shakes or something- I only did this bc the little guy is heavy and your back starts to hurt if you hold him for to long of period without putting him down. Linz told me he loves this thing and will stay occupied for awhile. I am thinking- EASY! He can play here for awhile, I'll order my Chinese food, put him down, then my food will be here! I'll enjoy alittle TV and Moo Goo Gu Pan! Perfect- everything is a piece of cake. I go to see if they have any cokes in the fridge when I notice the milk in the fridge had leaked and spilled everywhere- being the clean freak I am I can't just leave it- so I start taking everything out of their fridge. I notice Cale getting alittle frustrated with what is in front of him, but this is no time to panic- so I just keep cleaning the fridge while singing Britney Spears to Cale in a really sweet voice. I am knee deep in Brateris leftovers when he really starts doing more than a fuss. SO I run over to him, and grab him. I start trying to calm him down. The only way he isn't crying big tears is if I hold him, so Cale and I finish cleaning out their fridge together. Which was difficult bc he kept wanting to grab the bottled beer- I may be a fan, but he is too young! I get him calm back on his play mat just long enough to order my food. I had to act fast- Ryan doesn't offer to pay for my dinner alot. ( I did mention to Linz to leave a little seed money for the babysitter- but still it was a nice gesture and I was going to take advantage of it!) Right when I hang up the phone, Cale starts screaming. Ok- no time to panic. He is so upset with something me or the two dogs have done. ( By the way- they were keeping a friends dog also) As Cale and I stand there crying I realize he probably has a dirty diaper. Oh Great! I had promised myself he wasn't going to get one, I have been terrified to change his diaper because I have heard through the grapevine he can have a sprinkler affect. I decide I have to face my fear and change it- well there was no sprinkler, but a massive dirty diaper- I was not expecting this- and keep in mind we are both still crying- I am trying to get him cleaned up while holding my nose, and I am trying to do it super quick, bc he really doesn't like this- ( I find out later from my sister one thing she forgot to mention is that he has diaper rash, that kid is going to hate me forever!) I finally feel like I got him cleaned up and strap that diaper on with the help of some duct tape. I pick him up and realize there is mess on the butt of the new diaper- you have got to be kidding me! How did it get under him?
I start trying to give him his bottle. He does not want this, but I know they told me to do this before bed and I just know he is tired- it can't be me, IT is just tired right? SO I am trying to force a bottle down his mouth, because they told me to, not because I am mean- I am explaining this to him when the dogs start going crazy- what the hell? Oh crap- the freaking Chinese guy couldn't have come at a worse time. I start contemplating just not getting the door, because this poor little guy is way more important and he is very upset- but then I decide I can just open the door, grab the food and slam it. I can let Linz and Ryan explain to the Chinese guy what was going on the next time they order. Well I forgot one part- I have to sign the dam receipt! SO I open the door and two white balls of fur rush for the street. I have Cale in one arm, screaming for Huck and Kobe to get back in the house ( Cale is crying also) and I have a Chinese guy laughing at the dogs while trying to hand me a pen! I explain to the Chinese guy through tears- that I just can't sign right now...... He says " You baby sit first time tonight?" I nodded. He said " It ok I wait for my tip!" I thought WTF- I have to tip him too? I finally sign something and tip him I think like $20 bones, get the dogs in, and close the door. OH MY GOSH! At this time, I grab my phone to let Lucas know we will never have kids- and if he wants them start looking for a new model because I am not up for this.
I decide to put Cale down in his crib, I think it can't hurt even though all the bottle he had taken was all over my shirt, he has to be tired from the trauma his Aunt Godie has put him through. I lay him on his tummy, on the clean sheets I put down, and start rubbing his bottom. ( I had put another diaper on him since somehow the mess from earlier was on the outside, but I didn't clean up the changing table that it also ended up on, some things I left for the Mom and Dad! I freaking alphabetized their fridge for crying out!) In about 5 minutes he is completely asleep. I all of the sudden realize why I love him so much- even though this was MIZ and so hard, he is the sweetest most precious little angel.( when he is sleeping) And I just hope he forgives me........
SO basically I have put off babies on the brain for awhile. I am sure it was just a bad night for me and Cale- bc I think he still loves me! I can really make him laugh most the time! He so fun and I love being an AUNT- I am perfectly fine staying an AUNT for awhile!
Quick side note to the parents Linz and Ryan - please don't hate me for this blog! I swear I will be a better babysitter next time! I had to get my groove! He still has all major limbs!
Love ya'll!!!!!!
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