I think I am in Team A...According to Gerhard we now operate in two distinct teams, Luka and I filling Team A, him and Liam in Team B. His team mate is a tad on the demanding side, so Team B plays lots of golf, they go to gym, do shopping, kick balls and that sort of thing.
Team A, well we drink milk, build wild wild diapers for mommy to clean, need winding, clothes changes, and lots of love.
Over the weekend Gerhard actually asked if we could swap team mates for a day, as his was being a tad on the disruptive side, demanding that they visit the driving range more than once in a 24 hour cycle. I said sure, but at least his team mate sleeps at night whereas mine wakes every 3 - 5 hours for a feed. He admitted that he probably still had the better deal.
On Monday, Gerhard told me that his team mate now wants to switch sides, and I could tell that this was true. Poor Liam, he misses his mommy, he actually told me that I must put Luks in her bed and rather play with him. Poor former only child. On the upside, he told Gerhard on Saturday evening: "Pappa, ek love jou, jy is die beste pappa ooit..." (Daddy, I love you, you are the best daddy ever) that is just precious! At least he has his Pappa. Imagine being a single mom of two or more, must be chaos.
The team concept was probably best illustrated last week, when Liam asked Gerhard if we could go out for calamarie. He then told Gerhard that they ("the manne") would be eating calamarie and chips, Mommy would get salad and bread (I know I still have some weight to lose, but hey...) and Luks would get nothing, only boobs...charming.
I have also now been demoted to third place in our family hierarchy, Liam told Gerhard (whilst the two of them were in the tub over the weekend) that "ons tweetjies is groot, en Mamma en Luks is die kleintjies." (the two of us are big, and Mommy and Luks are small).
All in all, we are settling into family life nicely, its still quite a challenge to ensure that Liam does not kill Luka with love, but hey, that is what family does...
Team A, well we drink milk, build wild wild diapers for mommy to clean, need winding, clothes changes, and lots of love.
Over the weekend Gerhard actually asked if we could swap team mates for a day, as his was being a tad on the disruptive side, demanding that they visit the driving range more than once in a 24 hour cycle. I said sure, but at least his team mate sleeps at night whereas mine wakes every 3 - 5 hours for a feed. He admitted that he probably still had the better deal.
On Monday, Gerhard told me that his team mate now wants to switch sides, and I could tell that this was true. Poor Liam, he misses his mommy, he actually told me that I must put Luks in her bed and rather play with him. Poor former only child. On the upside, he told Gerhard on Saturday evening: "Pappa, ek love jou, jy is die beste pappa ooit..." (Daddy, I love you, you are the best daddy ever) that is just precious! At least he has his Pappa. Imagine being a single mom of two or more, must be chaos.
The team concept was probably best illustrated last week, when Liam asked Gerhard if we could go out for calamarie. He then told Gerhard that they ("the manne") would be eating calamarie and chips, Mommy would get salad and bread (I know I still have some weight to lose, but hey...) and Luks would get nothing, only boobs...charming.
I have also now been demoted to third place in our family hierarchy, Liam told Gerhard (whilst the two of them were in the tub over the weekend) that "ons tweetjies is groot, en Mamma en Luks is die kleintjies." (the two of us are big, and Mommy and Luks are small).
All in all, we are settling into family life nicely, its still quite a challenge to ensure that Liam does not kill Luka with love, but hey, that is what family does...
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