GOTTA KEEP 'EM SEPARATED
Hey, guess what? Two kids is still harder than one! In fact, I would even say that it is harder now than when Charlie was first born. Is there any hope? Someone please tell me this gets easier. (Lie to me if you have to.)
My job would be pretty easy if these kids could just get along.
It usually goes something like this:
Charlie puts toy in his mouth.
Luke screams at Charlie.
Luke takes toy away from Charlie.
Charlie tries to crawl away from Luke.
Luke body slams into Charlie.
Siblings fight -- I know that. My sisters and I fought hard. (Kelley and I actually got in a fist fight over a Scrabble game. The word Texas is still a sore spot between us. FYI - It's a proper noun, you can't use it... but don't tell Kelley that or she'll get really mad.)
I used to give Luke the benefit of the doubt. Instead of smothering Charlie with a pillow, perhaps he was trying to put the pillow under his head to make him comfortable. The spit accidentally flew out of Luke's mouth and hit Charlie, right? Did he mean to hug Charlie or punch him in the chest?
The only hope I have now is that I can parent them in shifts until they grow out of this phase. An ideal day is when Charlie wakes up early and then goes down for a nap right when Luke wakes up. When Luke goes down for a nap, Charlie wakes up. When Luke wakes up, Charlie takes another nap. When they both wake up, Erik comes home and saves me. Of course this means that I do not get a nap, but what are the alternatives? Refereeing fights? Charlie gets daily concussions from Luke? Luke is in a semi-permanent state of "Time Out"? No thanks.