It's 6.30am and I am awake. Mentally, I tell myself that it's a Sunday and I can sleep in. The holidays are here. In many households, the school holidays are a much anticipated time. A beautiful time for family bonding and trips overseas. But in our household, things are slightly different. The extra time, and lack of routine, causes instability and stress, to Ivan, and especially to me.
It's the first Sunday, the beginning of the week and the month that marks the June holidays. After attending a kid's birthday party last night, I turned in tired. I had no idea that today was going to be a rough one.I awake many times throughout the night, as baby Iggy needs his feed. So I try to catch up on sleep whenever I can. Iggy is a light sleeper, so I try to keep things quiet.
Somewhere, around 7am, Ivan enters my room, asking for his Ipod. I tell him that it's too early in the morning. On a regular school day, he knows that he gets it only after school. But now that it's the holidays, and he is well aware of it too, he is just trying his luck. After ten minutes, he enters my room asking for it again. I reply the same thing, and he leaves. I try to catch some sleep myself as Iggy is asleep. Ivan enters again after ten minutes, asking the same thing.
Trying to maintain the noise level, so that Iggy sleeps, and sending Ivan out each time, starts to get on my nerves. But still I try to tuck under the sheets and try to steal a nap.
Ivan comes in again, asking the same thing again.This goes on, where the intervals are shortened. I know that it's not his fault, but mine. I normally, always have a planned out schedule for the holidays. But with a new baby, I had not done so this time. I didn't want to lose it, so early in the morning, so I took long deep breathes to calm down. Finally, I locked my bedroom door, and hid the Ipod.
After sometime, when I opened the door to leave my room, I saw Ivan seated crossed legged, on the floor outside my room. It was such a sad sight. But he was not going to give up. He would keep asking me until he finally got it.
I now have to plan something pronto for him to do, until noon when he gets his Ipod time. These are times, that are very trying for me, especially with a new baby. I feel so frustrated, that I just break down in tears. Each time Peter leaves for a job during the holidays, I feel the weight of a ton of bricks added onto my shoulders. But like a sliver lining in every dark cloud, I am encouraged by beautiful friends I found on FB. They send their love and concern to me, encouraging me.
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