Monday morning, Nick drove up to Fairbanks...a six to seven hour drive. It takes a lot out of a person to drive so long in one stretch (even though it is nothing compared to his and Dad's 48 hour non-stop drive up here with the U-Haul)! We were all prepared to be home alone for three nights.
The first day went well. I started weaning myself off of rocking Baby Nick to sleep. Since he is pretty used to being rocked to sleep, he hasn't shown much interest in trying to get himself to sleep. Last week, when I made a couple half-hearted attempts, he screamed for over an hour, without ever calming down. This week, I decided that for nap times, I would just lay him down and keep in there, no matter how long he screamed. He took three naps, and each time, he took no more than 30 minutes to calm down and go to sleep. Day one was a success. But I was not going to set my expectations that this was going to be the new normal behavior. I had decided that I would still rock him to sleep at night....for both of our sakes. Rocking my babies to sleep is something very special to me. I didn't think I could handle a cold turkey break from it.
Monday night, Baby Nick fell asleep after five or ten minutes of rocking and was down by 10:15pm. I finally got to bed around 12:30am. I knew I was running the risk of Baby Nick waking up right after I went to bed, but a good book will make you stay up longer than you know is sensible. But Baby Nick surprised me. He didn't wake up until 5:15am. It was Joey that gave me trouble. He decided to get a cold, that came on Monday night. He woke up about a quarter to two in the morning and didn't close his eyes again until a quarter to four. The whole time he was crying about needing to go downstairs and rock. I, of course, just wanted to lay down and sleep, having only gone to bed an hour before he woke up. The rest of the night, Joey was in and out of sleep, and because he wasn't feeling well, he was extra whiny. Just what I want to deal with all night.
Tuesday was not as good of a day as Monday was. Joey has a bad cold, a fever that wipes him out, and an attitude that drives his Mommy crazy. He couldn't say anything without whining. He would ask for something and couldn't handle the word 'no'. He would change his mind about what he wanted based on my response. Always whining. I still laid Baby Nick down for naps without rocking him. By his third nap, he realized what was happening when I took him to his room, so he started crying before I even got him into his crib. He fought harder and a little longer than he did on Monday....but he still succumbed each time.
About 11:30am, I get a call from Nick. He said he was coming home. He wasn't supposed to be home until Thursday. Apparently, the accreditation company that was here in February has come back. They showed up at the Wasila branch, which was empty, because the only person who works at that office was in Anchorage covering for Nick being gone. So they showed up at Anchorage and Nick was called to come home. So after driving seven hours up to Fairbanks on Monday, spending half an hour to an hour at the office, he was called the next day to drive seven hours back as he is required to be at the office while they were being audited and tested.
This has really stressed Nick out, fearing what it could mean if they don't pass. Nick drove straight home (since he was driving during all the office hours anyway.) When he got home, he said he had talked to Cliff and the first day went really well. He was encouraged by that. Today is going to be all about Nick's responsibilities...the warehouse, etc. He went into work for an hour or so last night, and then went to work an hour early this morning, just so he could make sure that things at the office were in order when they came in this morning. Of course, that meant he got up at 6am, and today Joey woke up with Nick. Baby Nick also woke up, as a result of Joey being up and loud. So we all got up very early. With Joey still not feeling well, him getting up early does nothing to help his coping abilities. He is extra whiny again today. Currently, while typing this blog, I have put Baby Nick down (fought tooth and nail, but once again, succumbed) and Joey has fallen asleep in Daddy's recliner.
I can't wait for Nick to call me to tell me how his day went. I keep praying for him, that everything goes well with the accreditation company, and that he doesn't have to stress anymore. Hopefully it will all be over by the end of the day. It shouldn't drag out any longer.
Yesterday, I got a call from Sarah. She invited me to a ladies night at Shelly's house. Shelly is kicking her boys out of the house and us ladies will watch Jane Eyre. Sarah says it's a great movie. I have enjoyed other movies based from Jane Austen novels, but surprisingly, I haven't seen this one. It will be so nice to be with other women. Nick has already agreed that I should go and that he would watch both boys! He is so wonderful. It is also very nice to have him home early. For his sake, I'm sorry he had to make the long drive two days in a row, and because of the audit at work, but I am glad he's home.
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