I’ve been awake since 2am. I’m not a night person. I’m a mom. A mom to three wonderful little angles, who apparently missed the memo that night time is for sleep. My oldest kicked things off this morning. He needed to use the rest room, which he just had to wake me up to tell me. Then the baby woke up to nurse. Fine. I’m up anyway. Then the middle darling woke up screaming, as she’s been doing that every night for a week now. ‘Okay, Elizabeth, I’m sorry but mama can’t help you. Baby is nursing.’
And here we are, at 3:39 am. Baby is still up, playing in his crib. Elizabeth is still yelling, alone in her room. ‘Mama still hasn’t had a free moment to help you Liz.’ I feel bad, ya know. She wants to see me. I should be happy my kids always call out for me when they wake up in the morning. They love me, they want to see me. But I’m tired. My husband is sound asleep. I’m jealous. I want to sleep too. But I don’t. I never do. I wake up every night to help the kids go back to sleep, but who helps me?
Being a mother is a thankless job. It’s tedious, I work long hours with no break. I’m a maid, a cook, a pastry chef, a teacher, a sleep coach, a nanny. It’s exhausting and there just isn’t enough coffee in the world to make this mama not tired. Don’t get me wrong though, my kids do say thank you. I know they appreciate me, but still.
Mama needs a break.
My little bug is almost three months old! It feels like he was just born. He’s grown so much and developing such a sweet personality. His smile is delightful and he coos even better. I love watching him grow!
So, last week Amazon emailed me telling me someone had bought something off my baby registry. I’ve never shared my registry, so I was kind of confused but I checked my registry anyway. No one had purchased anything. Thinking it was maybe an error, I googled it, and sure enough, thousand of other people received the same email. Amazon sent an apology email a few days after, saying the email was indeed sent out in error. Fast forward to 2 days ago. I got an email from UPS telling me a package was on the way. I had just ordered a book from Amazon so I though it was that. I clicked the tracking number to see when it would arrive and noticed it weighed 37 pounds. “That’s not my book!” I thought. Remembering the email about the baby registry, I checked my registry. Sure enough, someone really did buy something off my registry! Not just a little something, no, a CRIB!!! Some random stranger somehow found my baby registry and bought Benjamin a crib. 😮😮😮 I’m in total disbelief thinking maybe this is an error too. Guess what? It wasn’t! It showed up at my front door today!
But here’s the thing. You can’t just randomly look at people’s baby registries on amazon. You have to know their name or email address. How this person found my baby registry is beyond me. At this point, all I can say is it’s a blessing from God and accept it as that.
I know her name, Anna Stopper of Southlake, Texas. I don’t know you, Anna, but God must have told you I’ve been been in prayer for a crib for Benjamin. My faith has been rocky lately, but today I’m reminded God does answer prayers. Thank you Anna. ❤️
My little one hasn’t been the best sleeper at night. He’d fall asleep then jostle himself awake five minutes later. Occasionally, he’d let me sleep for an hour. 🎉
Until last night.
Let me say, I’ve tried everything to soothe his colic nature. I tried store bought gas drops, I tried changing my diet, I tried using formula, I tried taking him for car rides. Nothing would help him settle.
So, I found a website that suggested using catnip and fennel seed. Naturally, I thought “I’m not giving my kid catnip!” But further research changed my mind. Catnip you give to cats and catnip herb are used in two totally different ways. Did you know catnip has been praised for its soothing properties for centuries? Neither did I. But the benefits of catnip have been long known and used by many. A mild tea made from catnip is said to improve digestion, help insomnia, and calm nerves.
I made a tea for my son last night to see if it would help him. I used two teaspoons catnip and one teaspoon fennel seed. I added it to one cup of boiling water, and let it steep about twenty minutes. Once cooled, I gave my son a small dropper full. I’d love to say the results were immediate, but they weren’t. He was still rather fussy. I took him for a short walk outside and finally fell asleep. He slept for five hours. Let me say that again FIVE HOURS! This little boy who never sleeps more than an hour finally slept!
I’m praising the Lord and catnip tea for a good nights sleep! 💞
My husband doesn’t seem to understand what that means. He’ll say “didn’t you sleep?’
No, I didn’t. You see, right when I got the baby to sleep, the oldest woke up. He had to use the restroom and insisted on letting me know. Once I got him back to bed, the middle child woke up crying. She needed mommy to hold her for a bit. Once she was settled, the baby woke up again. He then proceeded to be up for 3 hours. As soon as he fell asleep, the cat started meowing. And then I needed to use the restroom. And then I realized I hadn’t eaten dinner, so I made a snack. Guess what happened once my snack was done? The baby woke up.
Not every night is like this, but most are. My youngest is only a month old, so I can’t really complain. I love my children, and I’m thankful to have them.
But, I’m tired.
I love my chickens and I love my kids.
Having chickens was never something I thought would be for me. They’re messy, they can be smelly, and they bite! I’ve never been much of a farm girl, so when my husband said “Let’s get chickens!” I was a little apprehensive. I would have rather just gotten eggs at the store! But once we did our research, and educated ourselves, we realized chickens were a very wise investment. The price of eggs went up tremendously last summer, up to $5/dozen! That was crazy! We didn’t eat a lot of eggs, but really, that was just highway robbery! We did the math and realized we could just raise our own chicken for less. The cost of feed and supplies was cheaper than to buy eggs at the store. So, we jumped in! We bought 8 hens, red sex links. We fell in love with them. My son, Logan, really look to the girls. He’s been a huge help. From collecting the eggs, to feeding the girls, he’s there. I could not be more proud of him.
Little know fact, eggs that you buy in the store can be up to one year old. Think about that. I don’t want to eat a year old egg! But, the FDA allows that. I love the fact that I can go out to the coop, and grab an egg. I know where it came from, how long it’s been there, and what the hens have eaten. I know the living conditions of my hens. I know they aren’t stuffed in a cage their whole life. They get to run around and eat grass. They’re happy chickens.
We’ve since added to our flock and now have a total of 30 hens. It cam be a bit overwhelming at times, but the reward is so great, I wouldn’t change a thing.
I recommend everyone gets chickens!