A Tough Week

This past week was a rough a one. I am still trying to adjust to having 2 kids, in the house all day, with one who no longer naps and is also in her terrible 2's. I think I cried everyday at some point last week. For the first few weeks Grayson was my perfect angel baby, then all of a sudden, last week he so fussy. He wouldn't nap at all during the day and he just wanted to be held. Our night help suggested that I have his stool tested for allergies and also find out if he was developing acid reflux.

So the next day I called our peditrition's office to find out if they test for allergies. Which they don't. I mentioned that I had switched him to formula since the last time the doctor had seen him and that I thought he might have acid reflux. They told me to go ahead and come on in. Since they said they didn't do the allergy test at their office, I didn't bring the dirty diaper I had saved. Needless to say poor guy had to get a rectal exam. (I guess is what it's called) She had to get some stool to test for blood. Poor thing, he screamed so loud. I would have brought the diaper had I known that!

Come to find out there was a little blood, which meant more than likely he has a milk allergy. She told me I could wait to see if it gets better, (uh, no) I could try going soy to see if that works, (maybe) or I could just switch him to a prescription formula that is milk free. (yes, done) So, now I am in the works to get this prescription covered under our insurance because it is 46 dollars a can! And I need 2 cans a week. She also wrote a prescription for his acid reflux.

On top of that Reagan has been really testing me lately and throwing more and more tantrums It's even worse when I can't get Grayson to go down for a nap. When I can get him down, I can spend the one on one time with her that she needs. Since Gray wasn't napping this week, Reagan was terrible. By mid day, were all crying and the weekend couldn't get here fast enough.

I know they are called the terrible 2's for a reason, but Reagan is exhausting. I didn't see these tantrums from her until Grayson was born. She would throw fits, but these tantrums are terrible. It's hard being consistent with her because I don't just have her anymore. I try, but I don't always have the time. I am still learning the best discipline methods for her and trying to figure out what works best for us. But she is definitely my tough one and I'm sure she'll always be.

I also realize that I don't spend near as much time with Grayson as I did with Reagan as a newborn. I laugh now because when Reagan was a baby I remember feeling like it was the hardest thing I have ever done. Which was true, at the time. However, now I laugh because newborns are so easy. Two is HARD. Not only the 2 stage, but having two. I was used to picking up and going, having time for myself and not having to multitask near as much as I do now. And don't even get me started on how much I have to pack JUST to leave the house!

I know that as the time goes by we will get more adjusted and I won't even remember how hard it was. We will move on and there will become something else to worry about. Soon they will be fighting over toys, copying each other, hitting and kicking and chasing each other around the house and I will wish they were small again. By then we will be probably be talking about having another one and then I will think holy moly, 2 was so easy!