So. This morning I had no helper. I'm getting braver these days, and there are several mornings a week when this happens. Normally during the couple of hours by myself there is a busy time where two or three babies are very demanding. I've learned that I just stay calm, address one baby's needs at a time starting with the bub making the most noise and before long we pass through the storm.
This morning it was three babies being demanding. When I got surfaced after my morning shower, I could hear fussy babies. With me out of the bathroom, The Accountant headed in to do his morning routine so I had no one to hold bubs. I decided I needed to leave the babies fuss, predominantly Missy, who was making the most noise, because I needed to make J Boy's lunch for school. I didn't get very far, because Missy was terribly, horribly hungry, so she informed me vehmently.
We reached an agreement that she would downsize voracious crying to mild whimpering if I carried her around the kitchen while getting lunch box components. It was OK throwing in things like biscuits, chicken (already wrapped last night, phew!) peeling a mandarine was possible and even chopping an apple. (J Boy only eats fruit that is pre-cut.) I had to put her down to make a sandwich, she had been settled down somewhat so she begrudgingly allowed this for a short period of time. All the while I was shoving dummies (otherwise known as pacifiers!) into the other two babies and I had to constantly was reminding J Boy to get dressed, put on socks and shoes etc. He had slept in and was slow to move this morning.
Once the lunch was made, the other two babies were also getting noisier. I started to make a bottle for Missy and some solids. Generally I feed the babies separately, (I'll try to write another post about how I have been feeding them solids), but this morning I thought I'd have another try at feeding all three at once.
I made a smaller bottle for Missy since she and Joey had already been breastfed. I wanted to give her solids first to try and keep her tummy full for longer though.
Before The Accountant and J Boy headed out the door, The Accountant re-arranged the babies into different rockers and bouncers, which served as a temporary distraction and cut the noise level for a bit. So, I started feeding Missy on her own with a big bowl of cereal, but I had two bumbos (our preferred 'high chair' at the moment) on the table ready to include the boys when it was necessary.
As expected, Joey soon grew sick of his bouncer, so he came to the feeding frenzy also. Feeding two. They were OK with that. Phew. This isn't always the case. All good.
Then Chook started protesting, so he joined in also. Missy started slowing down with the solids, so I stopped feeding her and continued to feed the boys. She was still disgruntled, so I pleaded with T-Star to fetch her bottle that I had left out to feed her. After a lot of coaxing (I couldn't leave the boys in their bumbos on the table, totally not safe.) the bottle was finally obtained. She was in the high chair, so I put it into recline and held the bottle for her while feeding the other two. After a while Joey slowed down eating, but wanted a drink also. Missy seemed happy enough, and since she'd already had a breastfeed, I knew she wasn't starving so I transferred the bottle to Joey and continued feeding Chook solids. Missy was happy enough for awhile, but then she began grizzling again. I ignored her and eventually she fell asleep in the highchair. (She's the only one out of my 5 kids that will just fall to sleep like that!) Meanwhile, the solids were all finished, so Chook was starting to fuss. He had been breastfed in the early hours of the morning, so was obviously hungry. I took the bottle off Joey, who wasn't entirely happy, but I figured he also wasn't starving. I grabbed the two boys out of their bumbos, plomped Joey in the swing and turned it on. He kept grizzling, but also fell asleep eventually. This left me finish feeding Chook. Of course the bottle wasn't enough, (I was wishing I had made a bigger bottle at this stage), so I had to make another bottle with one hand while he cried even though I was holding him. Once the fresh bottle was made, he fell asleep before the bottle was finished. That's when I got on the computer. Since then Missy awoke and finished the bottle and is now on the floor playing.
It was 35 minutes from when The Accountant left the house to when all three were asleep. It seemed so much longer!!! This is why I take any help that is offered. It's completely possible to do it on my own, but it makes life so much easier when another person is able to help. It's also why I do it on my own sometimes now. It's normally not such a long time really, it just is really busy and seems longer!
Here's some pictures I clicked of the aftermath! I suppose I should go and clean it all up now!
|Missy fast asleep. So cute with her little legs resting on the tray!|
|The wider scene, complete with basket of ironing!|
|Empty Bumbos. The cup behind them was full of water left by T-Star which got spilled everywhere when Joey reached behind and grabbed it.|
|Joey asleep. Thank goodness for ABC 2. It kept T-Star amused during the whole ordeal.|