Hi chicks, sorry I haven't got long - Phoebe is starting to get impatient under the baby gym, so I'll pick her up in a sec.
Yesterday was rough. Phoebe has given me two pretty awful nights in a row - I think it must be a growth spurt, otherwise she is just mental-hungry. Natty's behaviour yesterday was so incredibly bad. I always promised myself I wouldn't be the mum of a feral kid, but I swear, I was ready to disown her. I think I need to go to one of those courses - she responds so well to positive reinforcement which is awesome. And she does well with 1-2-3 magic... only thing is I don't always have the luxury of 3 seconds, KWIM? Thursday arvo she bolted across the car park at CC even though I was yelling 'stop!'. Yesterday she did the opposite of everything I asked her to do. And this is the worst part - I completely blame myself. I left Phoebe under the play gym and Natty playing with her trains on the table to run some dirty dishes downstairs. When I came back up, Natty had covered Phoebe's face with the corner of the gym mat. I freaked out, pulled her away, when I had my head again I told her that covering someone's face is something you just don't do because they can't breathe. Then I tossed them both in the stroller for a walk and cried my heart out. Every time I thought about it I couldn't stop crying. What if I'd been gone longer? How could I be so stupid? Felt like the worst parent in the world. So there it is.
Oh, she's really getting cross - I'll BBL.