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This article was written on 29 Jan 2015, and is filled under Everyday Toddler, Grandparents, Time apart.

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The Nonna Diaries Part 2

Nonna and B’s week continues with dinosaur eggs, nursery drop off’s and hypochondria! The Nonna diaries part 2…..

Day Three

Would you believe it, at 7.25 wake up! Wow wee. Ok, he did wake up for a while around 2.30 but just wanted a cuddle which I was very happy to give him. He also muttered a lot of unintelligible babble but it was ok, although he went back to sleep and I was left wide awake! Worryingly his first words on waking up were ‘I don’t want to go to school nonna’ I act unimpressed, ‘don’t be silly sweetheart, all your friends are waiting for you.’ I distract him with breakfast, always works. Before he knows it he is dressed and in the car.

Slight altercation on what toy he can take with him. His father specifically ordered that only one toy can be taken in and here he was openly defying this order. ‘But Nonna, I want to take Batman and dinosaur and Tre…e…eev (Trev)’.

Me: No Barney, daddy said only one.

B: But Nonna …….

Me: No Barney, pick one

B: But Nonna, remember last time you let me take two aeroplanes, so I can take two today.

I was left speechless! What could I possibly come back with. When was the last time I had let him take two aeroplanes???? I can’t remember.
B: Nonna, I remember everything!

Blimey, from now on I had better be very careful round this person! We compromised, Dinosaur and Tre…eev came in the car and waited there until pick up. Batman got to go ! Secretly I could not help but be impressed with how he worked this scenario out, and to his advantage. Cunning!!!

Drop off was as good as it can get. Big hug, kiss and wave goodbye. Must admit to being slightly disappointed, no sign of a tear, no holding on to my leg as I tried to leave, was he already fed up with me?????? Nah, he was very happy to see me at pick up! Phew!!!!

p.s. Sodding egg still hasn’t hatched!

Day Four

Once again was up around 2am. He knows what to say to get my full attention, ‘Nonna, I need a wee’! Nothing gets me moving faster than that. The thought of having to change bedding in the middle of the night does not appeal! Will see how tonight goes.

An exciting day re the Egg. We got a crack today!!! Was beginning to think I would have to perform an emergency caesarean section when it suddenly appeared! I didn’t think I would get so excited. More I think because I was looking forward to his response. And he didn’t disappoint. As soon as we came home I asked him to check the egg and see how it was doing. His squeal of surprise was wonderful. The expression on his face a delight. Sheer wonder and excitement as can only been seen on a child’s face. We decided on names, Douglas for a boy and Dolly for a girl. Will report when baby finally emerges!

A Crack

I am enjoying my time with him. I find myself at a bit of a loss during the day when he is at nursery. Takes me back to when my girls started, I was so happy with the thought that I would finally have some time to myself only to find that I was counting the hours until I would have them back home with me! Having said that I must admit I do enjoy that first hot cuppa when I get home. Enjoy the freedom of moving freely round the house without someone constantly asking where I am and what I’m doing! But there is no getting away from the fact that once you have a child in your life, yours is changed forever. In so many wonderful ways you can’t even begin to count.

I am happy that he is also quite content in being here. He asks when his parents are coming home yes, but has no worries and is confident in knowing that they will be back and that until they do he is secure, well looked after and comfortable. I would like to believe that these times with me will make an impression on him and that he will even remember them. I doubt it but who knows. I know my girls, and my sisters children, remember times with our mother and they all have a special bond with her. I would like to think we, Barney and I, are creating our memories which he will take on to his adult life. Actually sod it, if he has forgotten anything as he gets older, I will have to be sure to remind him!

Oh, and I made him a cake!

Cake

Day Five

First thing this morning, ‘Nonna, what are we doing today? You are going to school sweetheart. ‘Oooohhhhhh, not again!! Why do I have to go to school again? Pleeeeesssse Nonna, can I stay home with you’ Oh God, I feel guilty. Poor little thing, only 3 1/2 and going to school, 9am to 5pm!!! A long long day. Don’t get me wrong, he does love it and has come on leaps because of it. He normally only does three days but this can change depending on necessity. He, obviously, this week is missing his two days off!!! I tell myself that he is better off playing with his friends then staying home bored with me! Starting ‘real’ school in September, he for one will be happy with the shorter day I think!

Is hypochondria inherited?? My Grandfather, Father and most definitely Husband are and I am beginning to see traits in my little Barney! Always feeling ‘poorly’, with anything ranging from tummy aches, toe aches, finger ache. He was most put out when I had my recent hospital stay, declaring that he was more poorly than I was ! Just this evening he once again requested that I call a doctor. He has a bit of a sore toe nail, courtesy of his dropping a pan on it. He noticed in the bath that the base of the nail was turning blackish. Nonna, quick I need medicine for my toe, call the doctor! I can see him as the perfect candidate for man flu in the future, he has started getting the practise in early!

The saga of the egg continues. First thing this morning he was eager to see what had happened over night. As soon as I got him home he was straight over to see what progress might have occurred during the day. I will admit to ‘helping it along’ today, my excitement has given way to irritation as to how long it is going to take. He most definitely will to be taking this thing home with him on Saturday!

Dino!

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