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7am-8:30am is hard, then again around 6pm or so, for the same reasons! in the morning i have to get connor out the door to school, he wakes up grumpy and wants to only nurse, gavin wants to nurse, i'm trying to get connor over his recent boycott of breakfast, get him dressed, etc. luckily ian is getting better at entertaining gavin for me (or at least putting a pacifier back in for me!)
in the afternoons everyone's hungry, ian is just home from school and is a non stop chatter box, and gavin is in a snacking mood. luckily my husband is home and can take gavin for me, but i find myself being very snappy.
i implemented a "no yelling" rule a few weeks ago--for myself!--because there were just way too many tears during those two times of day. i don't allow myself to yell, period. i talk, explain, give options (you may watch a movie or i'll get your leap pad down, but you can not be in the kitchen right now), and when all else fails i silently remove the children from the kitchen. if they don't stay where i put them (living room, play room) then i put them in their room with the door closed. i go back in 2-3 minutes and calmly ask if they are ready to make a choice yet, if not i close the door and try again in 2-3 more minutes. *I* need those 2-3 minutes not only to chop one more veggie or stir the pot on the stove, but also to calm myself down!
gavin is either in the sling (if it's safe with whatever i'm cooking) or he's in his bouncer on the kitchen floor. he doesn't like the bouncer and is usually crying, i try his pacifier, and i just talk soothingly to him, explaining that i have the oven open and it's not safe right now for me to hold him, or that as soon as i wash the raw chicken off m hands i'll gladly pick him up. of course he doesn't understand me, but i hope that my voice helps somewhat, and the explanations make me feel better that i'm not just letting him cry for no reason.
for a while i wasn't cooking dinner and was doing cereal, pbj, frozen nuggets, canned soup, etc but it got to where when i did get a chance to cook "real" food, the boys were requesting cereal and pbj and refusing to eat. so i cracked down on it, started cooking and made them eat real food or nothing at all. it only took two nights of them going hungry to decide to eat what i cook, but now i know i have to keep cooking!! which means hectic crazy evenings. sigh.