I like hard work. I really do. I love that feeling I get after I have cleaned my entire house and am sweaty and the house smells good and dinner is in the crock pot and the laundry is done. I love that.
I love when I have a huge project at work and its finally done and someone says they loved it. Because I already loved it but its nice to know that your hard work is working for you.
Or how about when I took my child to the daycare at the gym for the first time in over a year and when I picked him up the babysitter ladies told me what a nice young man he is.
All of that is wonderful hard work paying off. And I love it.
But today I need a little bit of effortless in my life. That sentence probably doesn't make sense. But its what I need so I am keeping it there.
I need a day where I can call my friend and we just talk. We just go get coffee. We don't need a reason. We just exist as friends. Because we like each other.
I need a day where I can leave my house to run an errand or have a little me time and everything is in its place when I return. The kids, the house, the dishes. And I just fall into the couch with my People magazine and watch mindless television and just exist for a moment.
I need a day where I come to work and I put in my day and feel good at the end of it. Accomplished.
I just need some effortless in my life.
I have a case of the Monday's if you can't tell.
And apparently I think its a good reason to blog.
We will see if it turns out to be. HA!
I think this is why I feel this way:
Woke up at 1:30 am, fed baby J.
Put her back to bed at 2:30am
Had to take a half of a Tylenol PM at 3:30 pm because P-Daddy was snoring so bad I couldn't fall back asleep from being woken up at 1:30am
Next thing I know JD is tapping me at 7am
My mom stayed with us last night so her dog is at the house. Throw on clothes (or more clothes-I am not a sexy type sleeper-ha!), get JD bundled, me bundled and we take Pete (the dog) out.
Jacob has tantrum number one of the day because I wouldn't let him put on the leash.
Get the dog in.
Make JD his milk and get him a nutra grain bar
get the dog his food
make myself some coffee
JDs alarm clock starts going off (because he is supposed to sleep until that goes off).
I run upstairs to turn it off and find baby J awake.
Get baby J.
Change her diaper.
Give her Zantac.
Feed her.
Get JD bundled again, get myself bundled and take Pete out to poop
Get JD dressed for school.
P-Daddy is now up and JD goes upstairs to talk to him.
I take this opportunity to pack JD's school bag.
Baby J has pooped.
Change baby J's diaper.
Its 8:40.
JD is leaving for school with Daddy.
My mom is up now and taking care of Baby J.
I go to the office, boot up my computer and start my work day.
Have first meeting with boss where I am told I didn't turn in my "best work"-probably right.
Take notes.
Doing it over.
Get a text from P-Daddy that JD had a complete meltdown when he was dropped at school
Still on a call/meeting with my boss. And now he is telling me how unhappy he is with other peoples work.
Flip to now where P-Daddy is back home because he doesn't feel good.
Struggling to keep JD down for a nap.
Have EOD meetings that I am preparing for.
Still have unbrushed teeth, pajama bottoms, my shirt I wore yesterday on and haven't brushed my hair.
I have a huge zit on the tip of my nose
I have a huge zit on the side of my nose where a mole is and I am sort of freaking out that something is wrong (just went to the dermatologist and nothing was wrong then of course).
PS-I have been zit free my whole life so this is pissing me off
The lawn needs mowed and P-Daddy is sick-guess who is doing that now?
Finish meetings at 5pm
Mow lawn.
Make dinner for JD.
Feed Baby J Squash and Rice Cereal
Bath JD
Bath Baby J
Put JD to bed
Feed Baby J last bottle
Put Baby J to bed
Eat something somewhere in there
Go back to work because I didn't have time to complete everything I needed to in the 8 hours I was in the den today
Make bottle for the middle of the night
Make coffee for the morning
Go to bed
*Note: I don't always do all of this. Sometimes P-Daddy wakes up with JD in the morning. And the night routine is normally shared. But not today. And probably not tomorrow. Cause when P-Daddy is sick, he is out and an additional person for me to care for. Doesn't make me love him any less. Just makes it a bit of a harder week for me. All of that was brutally honest and hard for me to type but I am keeping it there.
I realize that something at some point is gonna give. Has gotta give. I don't want it to be me. Lack of sleep can do that to this momma. Lack of sleep and the constant of the above.
And I pause for a moment and think "How in the HELL do the Duggars do it?" And then I laugh at myself for thinking that because its so outlandish but seriously, how do they do it?
On top of all of the above. I.never.stop.thinking.
Thinking about
if JD is in the right school or if I need to send him full time somewhere
if I am in the right job for me
If P-Daddy is happy (with his job, his life, me, sex, you name it)
Shit...if I am happy (with all of the above)
If I am spending enough quality time with Baby J
If I am spending enough time with JD
If I am spending enough time with P-Daddy
If I am spending enough time with me
If my boss is happy with that specific day
And then in the middle of the night I start making mental to-do's for the next day while I am not sleeping
If I am skinny enough for me
How am I going to get skinny
If my mom is happy
If my dads business is going to be okay through this recession
And then if my brother will be okay if the business isn't okay
If P-Daddy's parents are okay and healthy and happy
If my dad is healthy and okay
If I am being a good enough friend
If I am being a good enough sister
If I am good enough
If I work out enough, not for skinniness for healthiness
Then I think about it for the skinniness part
If I tell people my feelings enough
If I tell people my feelings too much
Then I think about what I wish I would have said to that person at work that talked down to me that specific day
Am I being myself
Are we saving enough
I literally could go on and on but I will spare you
and I know I am not alone. Everyone has their own struggles. Facebook is good and bad for me on this front alone. Good because everyone seems to be so honest about their trials and tribulations on their status updates...most of which I find completely trivial and it makes me stop for a moment and be thankful that I am not a skank. Ha. Then bad because I start to feel guilty about all the feelings I have above because my life is so good. And I am not a skank.
Needless to say I made a long overdue appt with the therapist today. Or I at least emailed her. Its time to go and have a good cry on her couch. She is the one person on this planet that doesn't make me feel like my feelings about anything are trivial or bad. And I need that right now. Apparently worse than I thought.
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Monday, October 3, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Long overdue on a good rambling session don't ya think?
OMG I leave for a few months and Blogger goes and changes its interface and its all pretty and new and it makes me feel like I don't belong. HA!
I probably don't.
I am sure I piss off the regular bloggers.
But that's not what this is about now is it.
Worth it.
And JD is FOUR! How did that happen? I am a mother of a child. Not a baby. Oh and speaking of that I have CHILDREN. Not child. Children.
And yet I still act like teenager or 20 something most of the time. Not with the drinking and the smoking. But with my weirdness mostly. And the laughing at my own jokes. And the weirdness.
I can't wait until my kids can really appreciate their parents weirdness. I seem to think they will totally dig it and will be laughing with US and not at us. One can only dream.
And the reason I say "us" is because P-Daddy is just as weird and funny. If not more so. But don't tell him I said that because I like him to think I am the funniest and weirdest one around here.
I like to think that the two new hit shows New Girl and Up All Night are somewhat written about me and my life. I am weird and funny like New girl (just ask me) and up all night is just my life! It just is, OKAY?! :)
So I mentioned this to some of my friends last week but think its definitely worth saying here.
I blogged a lot about how being a SAHM and how it was hard and all that jazz.
Who was I kidding?
Working mom status is the hardest. And I will tell you why. You work and have all of that responsibility and have to be on your A game and all professional and smart cause they don't care if you were Up All Night (see how I worked that in there...told ya) or still smell like spit up and snot...nope. They need you at your best all the time.
And then there is the guilt. The mom guilt that you aren't there every waking second with your children ensuring that they know they are loved and adored and nurtured.
And then there is the pangs that you AREN'T there seeing every little amazing thing that your children do each day.
And then there is laundry, and cooking a HEALTHY dinner and trying to spend time with your husband and time for yourself and then there is your friends. Basically you become a bad friend. I will say it. And then you have guilt about that.
And I don't have to get ready for work. I am pj casual everyday.
And my mom watches our kids.
And every other week I have a cleaning service that changes my sheets and makes my home squeaky clean and beautiful.
And yet its still really hard. Do I sound like I am complaining?
I am not. I like my life (can't you tell?!-HA!). I am happy with the decision to be working.
I am better when I work.
But the moms and dads out there that get up after no sleep and get themselves ready, their kids ready, drop their kids at a daycare somewhere and are at their desk by 8am. Well, they are my new hero's.
Seriously.
Moving On...
I have officially diagnosed myself with a MILD (okay maybe moderate) case of OCD. P-Daddy and I had the whole day to ourselves (basically) yesterday and we both decided to spend the day completely organizing our lives. Relax cause we get no sleep..nahhh! Lets maticulously organize the tool box in the garage (if you are wondering, no it wasn't P-Daddy-it was me), medicine cabinet, and our master bedroom closet. Oh and don't forget loading up three large boxes of kids clothes (tear) for Goodwill.
Or the fact that before P-Daddy and I had a little get-away I labeled all of Baby J's drawers and made the below (which is just one page of the entire binder I left for our precious babies caretakers that weekend).
Not to mention that this month alone I have re-arranged our living room twice. Last month-once.
Apparently OCD is currently how I am dealing with my issues. HA! Better that than Marlboro Ultra Lights right?! Can I get an AMEN?
P-Daddy and I did get away recently to go and watch our great friends get hitched. We made a long weekend out of it and spent some quality time with each other and friends. It was awesome and much needed.
I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.
At other people's jokes that is.
I laugh that hard all the time at my own of course.
We have great friends.
And that's all I got for today.
I probably don't.
I am sure I piss off the regular bloggers.
But that's not what this is about now is it.
Apparently if you want to be all into FREE social networking you need to be okay with change. Which is funny because people hate change. And yet it seems all people are social networking. Maybe Mark Zuckerberg is single handidly going to change that in the world. Now that would be an interesting movie.
Can you believe my baby is 6 months old? I am pretty sure I haven't REALLY blogged since she was an infant. She is wayy too big. And wayyy to sweet. She is the kind of baby that if she was the first born you would for sure have a dozen. You not me. But she sure does make it tempting.
Oh but she doesn't really like to sleep. So excuse me if I misspell words and sort of sound crazy at times through this post. I am a bit dizzy and delirious most of the time now a days.
And JD is FOUR! How did that happen? I am a mother of a child. Not a baby. Oh and speaking of that I have CHILDREN. Not child. Children.
And yet I still act like teenager or 20 something most of the time. Not with the drinking and the smoking. But with my weirdness mostly. And the laughing at my own jokes. And the weirdness.
I can't wait until my kids can really appreciate their parents weirdness. I seem to think they will totally dig it and will be laughing with US and not at us. One can only dream.
And the reason I say "us" is because P-Daddy is just as weird and funny. If not more so. But don't tell him I said that because I like him to think I am the funniest and weirdest one around here.
I like to think that the two new hit shows New Girl and Up All Night are somewhat written about me and my life. I am weird and funny like New girl (just ask me) and up all night is just my life! It just is, OKAY?! :)
So I mentioned this to some of my friends last week but think its definitely worth saying here.
I blogged a lot about how being a SAHM and how it was hard and all that jazz.
Who was I kidding?
Working mom status is the hardest. And I will tell you why. You work and have all of that responsibility and have to be on your A game and all professional and smart cause they don't care if you were Up All Night (see how I worked that in there...told ya) or still smell like spit up and snot...nope. They need you at your best all the time.
And then there is the guilt. The mom guilt that you aren't there every waking second with your children ensuring that they know they are loved and adored and nurtured.
And then there is the pangs that you AREN'T there seeing every little amazing thing that your children do each day.
And then there is laundry, and cooking a HEALTHY dinner and trying to spend time with your husband and time for yourself and then there is your friends. Basically you become a bad friend. I will say it. And then you have guilt about that.
And I don't have to get ready for work. I am pj casual everyday.
And my mom watches our kids.
And every other week I have a cleaning service that changes my sheets and makes my home squeaky clean and beautiful.
And yet its still really hard. Do I sound like I am complaining?
I am not. I like my life (can't you tell?!-HA!). I am happy with the decision to be working.
I am better when I work.
But the moms and dads out there that get up after no sleep and get themselves ready, their kids ready, drop their kids at a daycare somewhere and are at their desk by 8am. Well, they are my new hero's.
Seriously.
Moving On...
I have officially diagnosed myself with a MILD (okay maybe moderate) case of OCD. P-Daddy and I had the whole day to ourselves (basically) yesterday and we both decided to spend the day completely organizing our lives. Relax cause we get no sleep..nahhh! Lets maticulously organize the tool box in the garage (if you are wondering, no it wasn't P-Daddy-it was me), medicine cabinet, and our master bedroom closet. Oh and don't forget loading up three large boxes of kids clothes (tear) for Goodwill.
Or the fact that before P-Daddy and I had a little get-away I labeled all of Baby J's drawers and made the below (which is just one page of the entire binder I left for our precious babies caretakers that weekend).
Not to mention that this month alone I have re-arranged our living room twice. Last month-once.
Apparently OCD is currently how I am dealing with my issues. HA! Better that than Marlboro Ultra Lights right?! Can I get an AMEN?
P-Daddy and I did get away recently to go and watch our great friends get hitched. We made a long weekend out of it and spent some quality time with each other and friends. It was awesome and much needed.
I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.
At other people's jokes that is.
I laugh that hard all the time at my own of course.
We have great friends.
And that's all I got for today.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Happy 4th Birthday to my Favorite Son!
Because I never blog anymore, ever I tried uploading this to Facebook but they got angry at me because of the music I added and deleted it. So...I am trying here. And can't make any promises that I will be back soon! BUT I do miss you blog!
Happy Birthday Jacob!
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
My Little Boy
For some reason I have been thinking a lot about these pictures...or I guess the day behind these pictures...
My LITTLE JD.
He was 13 months old on this day and I remember thinking that he was soo big! He didn't really talk until he was 27 months old but yet I look back at these and think about the language he and I had. Its remarkable to me that I stayed at home with JD for over 2 years and for most of that time he couldn't tell me a thing in plain English.
And yet he told me everything.
He really is a little me and P-Daddy all rolled into one. Which can be challenging at times...because, really...who wants to live with themselves? Or a small version of themselves at that? The cute parts of yourself, sure. But the little girl and little boy parts inside of you that are raw and sensitive and humble and outspoken and and AND...well those can be a bit more difficult of course.
And yet even those difficult parts about a 3 year old that is just like you is still beautiful.
I laid in bed the other night while trying to fall asleep and my heart starting to ache. Because he is growing up. He is making friends. Not MY friends children, his own, real life friends. And I am so proud of him.
So proud that when asked which child wants to come up in front of the class to tell a story about an unknown thing he jumps up and can't wait to do it. Turns out it was about a robot. Score.
He does a perfect Robot impression.
But my heart ached because for some reason on this random night of trying to fall asleep I got super in touch with my own childhood. Or could remember things that were painful. Like feeling as though I wasn't good enough or cool enough as the people that surrounded me. Feeling left out, being made fun of. All things that are a part of any childhood.
And yet all things he hasn't had the pleasure of knowing yet.
He is this amazing, beautiful, outspoken little boy and I want him to ALWAYS know this. Something that I feel like all parents lose (including mine) is the perspective of who their child is right at this point in their life. I read recently that our God given talents are there ready to be improved upon at the ripe age of TWO! Its just what our parents decide to do with us that shapes whether or not we really develop those talents.
I want to help shape his God given talents. I don't want to hinder them. I don't want to ever forget who he is right now.
I want him to LOVE who he is always and forever. I want to help him with that journey. Because, as we all know, its not easy to love yourself through thick and thin. But if I could accomplish one thing as a mommy it would be that. To have children who are completely aware of who they are and love that person. Amen-Hallelujah.
And so...
Wait for it...
Challenge Accepted! :)
My LITTLE JD.
He was 13 months old on this day and I remember thinking that he was soo big! He didn't really talk until he was 27 months old but yet I look back at these and think about the language he and I had. Its remarkable to me that I stayed at home with JD for over 2 years and for most of that time he couldn't tell me a thing in plain English.
And yet he told me everything.
He really is a little me and P-Daddy all rolled into one. Which can be challenging at times...because, really...who wants to live with themselves? Or a small version of themselves at that? The cute parts of yourself, sure. But the little girl and little boy parts inside of you that are raw and sensitive and humble and outspoken and and AND...well those can be a bit more difficult of course.
And yet even those difficult parts about a 3 year old that is just like you is still beautiful.
I laid in bed the other night while trying to fall asleep and my heart starting to ache. Because he is growing up. He is making friends. Not MY friends children, his own, real life friends. And I am so proud of him.
So proud that when asked which child wants to come up in front of the class to tell a story about an unknown thing he jumps up and can't wait to do it. Turns out it was about a robot. Score.
He does a perfect Robot impression.
But my heart ached because for some reason on this random night of trying to fall asleep I got super in touch with my own childhood. Or could remember things that were painful. Like feeling as though I wasn't good enough or cool enough as the people that surrounded me. Feeling left out, being made fun of. All things that are a part of any childhood.
And yet all things he hasn't had the pleasure of knowing yet.
He is this amazing, beautiful, outspoken little boy and I want him to ALWAYS know this. Something that I feel like all parents lose (including mine) is the perspective of who their child is right at this point in their life. I read recently that our God given talents are there ready to be improved upon at the ripe age of TWO! Its just what our parents decide to do with us that shapes whether or not we really develop those talents.
I want to help shape his God given talents. I don't want to hinder them. I don't want to ever forget who he is right now.
I want him to LOVE who he is always and forever. I want to help him with that journey. Because, as we all know, its not easy to love yourself through thick and thin. But if I could accomplish one thing as a mommy it would be that. To have children who are completely aware of who they are and love that person. Amen-Hallelujah.
And so...
Wait for it...
Challenge Accepted! :)
Monday, January 3, 2011
A View of 2010
JANUARY
FEBRUARY
MARCH
APRIL
MAY
JUNE
JULY
AUGUST
SEPTEMBER
OCTOBER
NOVEMBER
DECEMBER
From our Family to yours...
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Its about time...
I know its been WAYYYY too long since I shared the cuteness of JD. Or updated you on his life and social calendar. So here it goes people. Get excited.
Just call him Farmer JD because he would MUCH rather be "mowing" than doing ANYTHING else!
He met Sid the Science Kid...a current favorite.
Had his very first hayride that he LOVED because a tractor pulled us!
Went to the driving range for the first time with Daddy!
Had girls in our bed for the first time! Luckily it was just to wake him up from a nap because they were their for his birthday party and he was sleeping through it!
Went to the pumpkin patch and rode on the moo train. Again, pulled by a tractor so you really can't go wrong!
And he is still avoiding taking a nice picture with his momma! Pretty sure this is always going to be a struggle! :)
Happy Fall everyone!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Last Official Day of Summer
Its kind of hard to believe that we are in the middle/end of September, have already gotten a few teaser Fall days and yet TODAY is the final day of summer. I wouldn't have even known this factoid if my mom hadn't told me as summer basically ended for us at the end of July. Plus the only reason she knows this is because apparently TODAY is setting record heat indexes in Hoosierland.
That always happens...we are gung ho ready for nice weather by the time June arrives, pissed off if it even thinks about getting chilly or raining...and then a whole month later we are all burnt out of pool days and overwhelming heat and humidity that we can't WAIT for Fall to get here! Which is ridiculous because I HATE WINTER! Except for the month of December of course. Apparently I like my seasons to last a month and then I am over them. HA! Anyway, I am sure as JD gets older this will change as activities will keep us busy all summer long but for now this is our story.
Plus I LOVE (understatement) Fall. I love the smell, the wonderful temperature, the colors, the clothes (new jeans, sweatshirts), the decorations, Thanksgiving...well you name it I love it. If Fall could last all year I would be in heaven (side note: it does, you just have to move to Southern California...and in that case you do miss out on the fall colors but you DO get the wonderful temperatures!!)
But alas, I realized that I did not do ONE pool post this year...which is ridiculous because Mr. JD is quite the fish! This season brought some swimming with no floaties which is a far cry from LAST YEAR, holding our breath under water, swimming down to get sticks at the bottom of the shallow end AND jumping off the diving board for the first time (WITH floaties!). So on this last day of summer I thought I would share some of our highlights...
That always happens...we are gung ho ready for nice weather by the time June arrives, pissed off if it even thinks about getting chilly or raining...and then a whole month later we are all burnt out of pool days and overwhelming heat and humidity that we can't WAIT for Fall to get here! Which is ridiculous because I HATE WINTER! Except for the month of December of course. Apparently I like my seasons to last a month and then I am over them. HA! Anyway, I am sure as JD gets older this will change as activities will keep us busy all summer long but for now this is our story.
Plus I LOVE (understatement) Fall. I love the smell, the wonderful temperature, the colors, the clothes (new jeans, sweatshirts), the decorations, Thanksgiving...well you name it I love it. If Fall could last all year I would be in heaven (side note: it does, you just have to move to Southern California...and in that case you do miss out on the fall colors but you DO get the wonderful temperatures!!)
But alas, I realized that I did not do ONE pool post this year...which is ridiculous because Mr. JD is quite the fish! This season brought some swimming with no floaties which is a far cry from LAST YEAR, holding our breath under water, swimming down to get sticks at the bottom of the shallow end AND jumping off the diving board for the first time (WITH floaties!). So on this last day of summer I thought I would share some of our highlights...
Happy Last Day of Summer everyone!! Fall 2010 HERE WE COME!!
Monday, September 13, 2010
3, as in years old
You know what is coming next as I have realized I am pretty predictable when it comes to JD and his birthday's. Turn up the volume people, its not the same without the music. You will all be excited to know that this year's picture montage has some new features AND is shorter. :)
Happy 3rd Birthday JD! He woke up just about the time he was born three years ago this morning (and so of course I had a moment...sniff, sniff) and had the birthday tradition of a doughnut for breakfast! Birthday party post coming soon!
Happy 3rd Birthday JD! He woke up just about the time he was born three years ago this morning (and so of course I had a moment...sniff, sniff) and had the birthday tradition of a doughnut for breakfast! Birthday party post coming soon!
Friday, August 27, 2010
Your So Vain...
(sing it with me)..."you probly think this song is about you...your so vain (your so VAIN) you probly think this song is about you, don't you, DON'T YOU!" :)
So apparently Mr. JD got a hold of my camera the other day and learned himself how to take pictures. I say this because I plugged in my SD card today and up pops what you shall see below. The funny thing is there were about 40 total of he, himself and him! These are just the ones that you could see his pretty face! Kind of a fun surprise for mommy!
Also fun that he didn't break the camera while it was in his little curious hands! And pretty great that he didn't lose said camera while it was in his possession. Never underestimate the power of his creepiness! :)
Happy Friday!
Oh and sorry about the boogies in his nose...we are fighting something and as much as we try to keep on top of them, they are coming back faster than we can grab him and wipe him up. And remember, he was apparently roaming the house and MIA during this "photo shoot." (insert mom of the year award HERE).
Monday, August 16, 2010
Priceless
As a parent you find yourself doing things you never thought you would do. A few examples shall we?
Allowing your baby to take naps in their swing (guilty)
Sometimes having a potty mouth in front of your child (guilty)
Allowing your child to watch more than the recommended half an hour a day of television (very guilty)
Opening a box of cookies in a store just so he will stop screaming and disrupting the public (guilty)
Believe me when I say these are LIGHT examples, there are many, many more. The bottom line is you do these things mostly out of desperation, which doesn't make it OKAY and as a parent you know this....but it does help you survive the early days of parenting.
One of the things that P-Daddy and I were pretty convicted about not getting was a swing set for our yard. Mainly because they are VERY expensive, we don't have a lot of flat yard space and we have a neighborhood park that we can practically spit on (oh and selfishly they can be sort of an eye sore). Insert=eating your own words.
One of our neighbors has grown children, had one of these said swing sets and was looking to get rid of it. We actually looked into this for one of our friends who were interested in a swing set, not for us. But when he told us the price (umm think deal of the century), P-Daddy perked up and said "maybe we should buy it." I was all "WHAT?" Of course JD had walked down with us to our neighbors house and had already gone down the slide about a million times. He's a good salesman to his dear old dad.
Sometimes its nice to eat your words.
Next up: Teaching JD how to SWING himself! My arms are tired. :)
Allowing your baby to take naps in their swing (guilty)
Sometimes having a potty mouth in front of your child (guilty)
Allowing your child to watch more than the recommended half an hour a day of television (very guilty)
Opening a box of cookies in a store just so he will stop screaming and disrupting the public (guilty)
Believe me when I say these are LIGHT examples, there are many, many more. The bottom line is you do these things mostly out of desperation, which doesn't make it OKAY and as a parent you know this....but it does help you survive the early days of parenting.
One of the things that P-Daddy and I were pretty convicted about not getting was a swing set for our yard. Mainly because they are VERY expensive, we don't have a lot of flat yard space and we have a neighborhood park that we can practically spit on (oh and selfishly they can be sort of an eye sore). Insert=eating your own words.
One of our neighbors has grown children, had one of these said swing sets and was looking to get rid of it. We actually looked into this for one of our friends who were interested in a swing set, not for us. But when he told us the price (umm think deal of the century), P-Daddy perked up and said "maybe we should buy it." I was all "WHAT?" Of course JD had walked down with us to our neighbors house and had already gone down the slide about a million times. He's a good salesman to his dear old dad.
This is the "after face lift" pic...sorry about the fuzziness...don't know what happened.
Sometimes its nice to eat your words.
Next up: Teaching JD how to SWING himself! My arms are tired. :)
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Morning Coffee
Coffee has been necessary lately as we are battling the 2 year old vs. the big boy bed. Let me tell you folks, the big boy bed isn't all its cracked up to be. The crib on the other hand...well I heart the crib. I miss the crib and its cage like features that kept my baby safe and sound.
Anyway, I clearly need to save all of that for another blog.
Today (after the worlds worst night of sleep, thanks to said big boy bed) I woke up "refreshed" and enjoyed my morning coffee outside with Mr. JD. We chatted, err, had some "coffee talk" and I captured a bit on camera as I never want to forget this cuteness.
Anyway, I clearly need to save all of that for another blog.
Today (after the worlds worst night of sleep, thanks to said big boy bed) I woke up "refreshed" and enjoyed my morning coffee outside with Mr. JD. We chatted, err, had some "coffee talk" and I captured a bit on camera as I never want to forget this cuteness.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tik Tok
Oh yeah, I got Ke$ha's song Tik Tok on my brain this morning. On that note, I really don’t get her…because with a name that has a dollar sign used instead of an “s” I was thinking straight GHETTO. Turns out, she kind of looks like a cross between Britney Spears and Lady Gaga. So not really ghetto at all. Hmmm…I love trendy music.
"Tik tok on the clock cause the party don’t stop no"…well that party isn’t stopping at this house because Mr. JD is POTTY TRAINED!!! Oh and he is so going to get me back at some point in his life for sharing this photo with the blog world too! :)
That is really, no REALLY the biggest news going on in my life. And no I don’t have any brilliant tips for mothers out there trying to attack the battle of the bathroom with their toddler. He was ready, we were ready…end of story.
In other news my job is going well. My new boss is awesome, and is one of those people that has “thank you” in his vocabulary which is always a bonus. I should probably dedicate a whole blog to this but that just sounds tiring. This company is fantastic, and is quite honestly exactly what I would have asked for had I been able to spell it out on paper. Oh and I have an ID badge. I feel so official with an ID badge. HA! The job I turned down in December was SOO not right and believe me when I say there were times that I regretted not taking it. Everything happens for a reason though, can I get an AMEN!
I have my first ever (in like 5 years) slumber party this weekend. All girls slumber party I mean…I guess you could count all the times lots of people crashed at our house as slumber parties too. But this one will be filled with pillow fights and…oh just kidding, wanted to see if you were paying attention. Will probably be filled with bottles of wine and lots of pizza and maybe even a Marlboro Ultra Light. You just never know. Whats the occasion you ask? Oh well one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world is moving in with her boyfriend and we are spending one of her last nights in her apartment together. Awww…I know, we are so cute.
Still haven’t worked out…just letting you know to hold myself accountable.
I miss the gym and all of the snobby stay-at-home mommies that I used to silently judge in my head as I was trying to take the focus off of how much I HATED the stairmaster. It worked, you should try it out sometime.
Oh and I don’t always love the random quotes to the left…but I really love today’s. Check it out…so true.
That is my randomness for today. Hope everyone has a fabulous HUMP DAY today!
"Tik tok on the clock cause the party don’t stop no"…well that party isn’t stopping at this house because Mr. JD is POTTY TRAINED!!! Oh and he is so going to get me back at some point in his life for sharing this photo with the blog world too! :)
That is really, no REALLY the biggest news going on in my life. And no I don’t have any brilliant tips for mothers out there trying to attack the battle of the bathroom with their toddler. He was ready, we were ready…end of story.
In other news my job is going well. My new boss is awesome, and is one of those people that has “thank you” in his vocabulary which is always a bonus. I should probably dedicate a whole blog to this but that just sounds tiring. This company is fantastic, and is quite honestly exactly what I would have asked for had I been able to spell it out on paper. Oh and I have an ID badge. I feel so official with an ID badge. HA! The job I turned down in December was SOO not right and believe me when I say there were times that I regretted not taking it. Everything happens for a reason though, can I get an AMEN!
I have my first ever (in like 5 years) slumber party this weekend. All girls slumber party I mean…I guess you could count all the times lots of people crashed at our house as slumber parties too. But this one will be filled with pillow fights and…oh just kidding, wanted to see if you were paying attention. Will probably be filled with bottles of wine and lots of pizza and maybe even a Marlboro Ultra Light. You just never know. Whats the occasion you ask? Oh well one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world is moving in with her boyfriend and we are spending one of her last nights in her apartment together. Awww…I know, we are so cute.
Still haven’t worked out…just letting you know to hold myself accountable.
I miss the gym and all of the snobby stay-at-home mommies that I used to silently judge in my head as I was trying to take the focus off of how much I HATED the stairmaster. It worked, you should try it out sometime.
Oh and I don’t always love the random quotes to the left…but I really love today’s. Check it out…so true.
That is my randomness for today. Hope everyone has a fabulous HUMP DAY today!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Kick, Goo, Ma, Mom, Momma, Mommy
This year was (technically) my third mother’s day (totally counting the year I was cooking JD in my belly). Lets go back, shall we.
The first year, “the kick year” we shall call it, was interesting because I didn’t know if I was cooking a boy or a girl. But, really I did know I was having a boy. Well at least I had a hunch. At this point I thought I knew what it meant to be a mom, as I was already making sacrifices for my little one (insert me laughing at myself at this one). Turns out I had NO IDEA.
Year two, “The Goo” year, JD was 8 months old and was still not sleeping through the night on a regular basis. I was tired beyond belief and losing it a little I think. At this point I had given up my career, my bed, and lets be honest my sanity. I now knew what it meant to be a mom. At least a mom of an infant. :) That all sounds terrible, but if you are a mom and reading this you know it doesn’t at all feel terrible. It somehow is still amazing and rewarding, each and everyday. Trying, yes…but one little milestone that you know you had a hand in…even as little as a smile on their face…makes all the spit up and sleepless nights worth it. On this Mother’s Day JD also held his own bottle for the first time and we went to brunch as a family for the first time.
Last year, the “Ma, Mom, Momma” year where I was hearing those words from my little man on a regular basis had JD starting to become the little man he is today. That little man I grew in my belly who I found on THAT Mother’s Day walking around our yard, golf club in hand, swinging away at golf balls and bossing P-Daddy and I around. Although he couldn’t really talk…we were still bossed.
This year I am Mommy. When he says Mommy it makes him sound so grown up for some reason. Although I know eventually I will just be “Mom”…which is REALLY grown up…for now Mommy seems so mature-ha! This year as I reflected on JD’s life to date I am thankful. Yes, of his health and happiness. But more than that…I am thankful for the words he says (ahem the sentences he speaks), the confidence he possesses, his “dance like no ones watching” ways, the way he laughs at jokes that everyone else laughs at when he has no idea what the joke really was, and that when he walks into a room everyone notices. You know as a girl/teen/woman I always wanted to be that person that walked into a room and everyone noticed…I never knew that it would be SO.MUCH.BETTER to raise someone else to be that person.
We had a wonderful Mother’s Day twenty ten shared with all the Moms in our life! It was the first Mother’s Day where we all could be together and I have to say that I hope it is a tradition we keep forever. It was so nice to share that day with the ones we love. This year on Mother’s Day, JD said “Happy Mother’s Day” for the first time (insert-awwww).
Overall, becoming a Mother is soo not what I thought it was going to be. I used to be somewhat angry at women, mother’s for not preparing us with any advice other than “everything is gum drops and roses” but now I understand. I mean, to most people I am brutally honest when asked specific questions because I don’t want others to be as shocked as I was on certain things. But for the most part, the gum drops and roses really do sum it all up. It’s the silver lining for sure….and every day I feel blessed to have the title of JD’s Mommy.
The first year, “the kick year” we shall call it, was interesting because I didn’t know if I was cooking a boy or a girl. But, really I did know I was having a boy. Well at least I had a hunch. At this point I thought I knew what it meant to be a mom, as I was already making sacrifices for my little one (insert me laughing at myself at this one). Turns out I had NO IDEA.
Year two, “The Goo” year, JD was 8 months old and was still not sleeping through the night on a regular basis. I was tired beyond belief and losing it a little I think. At this point I had given up my career, my bed, and lets be honest my sanity. I now knew what it meant to be a mom. At least a mom of an infant. :) That all sounds terrible, but if you are a mom and reading this you know it doesn’t at all feel terrible. It somehow is still amazing and rewarding, each and everyday. Trying, yes…but one little milestone that you know you had a hand in…even as little as a smile on their face…makes all the spit up and sleepless nights worth it. On this Mother’s Day JD also held his own bottle for the first time and we went to brunch as a family for the first time.
Last year, the “Ma, Mom, Momma” year where I was hearing those words from my little man on a regular basis had JD starting to become the little man he is today. That little man I grew in my belly who I found on THAT Mother’s Day walking around our yard, golf club in hand, swinging away at golf balls and bossing P-Daddy and I around. Although he couldn’t really talk…we were still bossed.
This year I am Mommy. When he says Mommy it makes him sound so grown up for some reason. Although I know eventually I will just be “Mom”…which is REALLY grown up…for now Mommy seems so mature-ha! This year as I reflected on JD’s life to date I am thankful. Yes, of his health and happiness. But more than that…I am thankful for the words he says (ahem the sentences he speaks), the confidence he possesses, his “dance like no ones watching” ways, the way he laughs at jokes that everyone else laughs at when he has no idea what the joke really was, and that when he walks into a room everyone notices. You know as a girl/teen/woman I always wanted to be that person that walked into a room and everyone noticed…I never knew that it would be SO.MUCH.BETTER to raise someone else to be that person.
We had a wonderful Mother’s Day twenty ten shared with all the Moms in our life! It was the first Mother’s Day where we all could be together and I have to say that I hope it is a tradition we keep forever. It was so nice to share that day with the ones we love. This year on Mother’s Day, JD said “Happy Mother’s Day” for the first time (insert-awwww).
Overall, becoming a Mother is soo not what I thought it was going to be. I used to be somewhat angry at women, mother’s for not preparing us with any advice other than “everything is gum drops and roses” but now I understand. I mean, to most people I am brutally honest when asked specific questions because I don’t want others to be as shocked as I was on certain things. But for the most part, the gum drops and roses really do sum it all up. It’s the silver lining for sure….and every day I feel blessed to have the title of JD’s Mommy.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Uncharted Territory
Lots and lots of "new" in the Glory Day's household. Don't know about you or you or even you over there, but we don't ALWAYS deal with change that well. On a side note: while in sales in my former, former life (did you catch that?) I saw several seminars on change and how to effectively handle it as adults. Interesting stuff. At that point in my life I hadn't even thought about change, let alone it being difficult. Turns out, I should have paid more attention.
Lets see, where shall I start? Well Granbecks and The Engineer have been living with us for 2 weeks now. They officially made it here from sunny California and are awaiting their moving truck to come and bring them their furnishings in order to move into their home. A toddler with an acquired attitude (see below for further detail), a Grandma, a dog, a cat, P-Daddy, The Engineer and me have all been living happily ever after. Its been interesting. But I have to say, it still feels like they are here just for a visit.
Having my mom here, in the same vicinity (they are living in the city next to ours), 15 minutes away is going to for sure be a change. I haven't lived this close to my mom since I was 19 years young. Try 10 years ago. Try that was hard to type because 10 years goes wayyyy to fast. I am not complaining about her closeness at all. We are thrilled. Just going to be a big change.
Speaking of Granbeck, I should probably mention that another big change a coming is that I got a J-O-B! That change still for sure hasn't sunk in. Not even close. Its a cool job. Its giving me the best of all worlds (in my humble opinion) as I will be working from home full time doing interesting stuff. I wanted full time employment but wanted to work from home (at least a little) and this, well I truly believe God handed this one to me. I feel blessed.
Back to Granbeck...she will be babysitting JD full time for us. This is what she wanted. This is what we wanted. I literally got this job the day before she arrived. To God be the Glory!
Speaking of my new job, well I start it very soon. You know, two days after we get back from our Greek Isles cruise. Another change. I have never been abroad....on a plane...for 9.5 hours...anyway back to the abroad part. So excited about that! I am pretty sure I am going to pretend I am in at least ONE scene of Mama Mia while there. I also might catch myself drinking (and shipping home) too much local wine. P-Daddy worked really, really hard last year and was awarded this trip through his work so we will be traveling with about 150 other people from the FBI. Don't worry, I will be on my best behavior. Long time away from JD, another change, but this is a once in a lifetime kind of trip. Pray the Dramamine knocks me out on the flight! :)
Speaking of JD, well he has officially entered the "terrible twos"...whatever that means. But I actually DO know what it means and I actually dislike it and I was actually in denial that my sweet pie son would ever be in this phase of life. He still is a sweetie pie, for the most part. But LORDY LORDY when he gets himself worked up we may as well just realize that the next half hour to an hour is going to be filled with screams and tears and tantrums. Perfect timing for P-Daddy and I to go on vacay right? The FBI knew and totally timed this on our behalf. And to that I say a BIG THANKS!
When we return and I start my new job and Granbeck is settled in her home and P-Daddy starts his weekly golf league and JD is being babysat everyday and most of our home is getting painted and I am 20 pounds skinnier and my house is clean all the time....oh sorry I was just dreaming for those last two...anyway...back to the "when we return" stuff...we are going to tackle potty training and big boy bed for the little man who also doesn't really love change. Probably not in that order and probably not all that well. But doggonit we will look pretty while we are doing it and eventually it will be did. :)
Lets see, where shall I start? Well Granbecks and The Engineer have been living with us for 2 weeks now. They officially made it here from sunny California and are awaiting their moving truck to come and bring them their furnishings in order to move into their home. A toddler with an acquired attitude (see below for further detail), a Grandma, a dog, a cat, P-Daddy, The Engineer and me have all been living happily ever after. Its been interesting. But I have to say, it still feels like they are here just for a visit.
Having my mom here, in the same vicinity (they are living in the city next to ours), 15 minutes away is going to for sure be a change. I haven't lived this close to my mom since I was 19 years young. Try 10 years ago. Try that was hard to type because 10 years goes wayyyy to fast. I am not complaining about her closeness at all. We are thrilled. Just going to be a big change.
Speaking of Granbeck, I should probably mention that another big change a coming is that I got a J-O-B! That change still for sure hasn't sunk in. Not even close. Its a cool job. Its giving me the best of all worlds (in my humble opinion) as I will be working from home full time doing interesting stuff. I wanted full time employment but wanted to work from home (at least a little) and this, well I truly believe God handed this one to me. I feel blessed.
Back to Granbeck...she will be babysitting JD full time for us. This is what she wanted. This is what we wanted. I literally got this job the day before she arrived. To God be the Glory!
Speaking of my new job, well I start it very soon. You know, two days after we get back from our Greek Isles cruise. Another change. I have never been abroad....on a plane...for 9.5 hours...anyway back to the abroad part. So excited about that! I am pretty sure I am going to pretend I am in at least ONE scene of Mama Mia while there. I also might catch myself drinking (and shipping home) too much local wine. P-Daddy worked really, really hard last year and was awarded this trip through his work so we will be traveling with about 150 other people from the FBI. Don't worry, I will be on my best behavior. Long time away from JD, another change, but this is a once in a lifetime kind of trip. Pray the Dramamine knocks me out on the flight! :)
Speaking of JD, well he has officially entered the "terrible twos"...whatever that means. But I actually DO know what it means and I actually dislike it and I was actually in denial that my sweet pie son would ever be in this phase of life. He still is a sweetie pie, for the most part. But LORDY LORDY when he gets himself worked up we may as well just realize that the next half hour to an hour is going to be filled with screams and tears and tantrums. Perfect timing for P-Daddy and I to go on vacay right? The FBI knew and totally timed this on our behalf. And to that I say a BIG THANKS!
When we return and I start my new job and Granbeck is settled in her home and P-Daddy starts his weekly golf league and JD is being babysat everyday and most of our home is getting painted and I am 20 pounds skinnier and my house is clean all the time....oh sorry I was just dreaming for those last two...anyway...back to the "when we return" stuff...we are going to tackle potty training and big boy bed for the little man who also doesn't really love change. Probably not in that order and probably not all that well. But doggonit we will look pretty while we are doing it and eventually it will be did. :)
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Branding
So we are deep into the Madness of March, highlighters in toe and have completely out-bracketed ourselves (if that all makes sense). If you aren't in the know, our Alma Mater played yesterday and are headed to the SWEET SIXTEEN BABY!! GO BULLDOGS!!
Side note: I don't think I have EVER done this poorly on my bracket picks. Thank you Kansas and Villanova. Although the Kansas game was unbelievable to watch. I do love upsets, I just wish I had picked them! :)
Yes, the Butler Men's Basketball squad (I like that word) has done a great job with branding themselves as a team to watch out for (Brad Stevens for President!) in the last decade...but that isn't where I am going to go with the whole branding bit.
Needless to say, JD shocked his momma the other day in the department of words...him saying words that is. He grabbed one of the (way too many) receipts out of my purse and said "Walmart mommy." And low and behold, it was a Walmart receipt. He can't read. He JUST started talking in 4 word sentences and even those sometimes don't make a whole lot of sense. I at that point hugged him and then looked at him as if he had 5 heads, and then told him he was brilliant. I mean I already thought the brilliant thing (don't all mothers?) but really? Logos?
So I tested him and put Target, Kroger, and Walmart receipts in front of him. He name them ALL! Just went one by one and named them. Again, he CAN'T READ! So hats off to these stores because I would have never thunk it. Apparently they brain washed me too (especially Target) with their mad branding skills because I don't think Walmart's is especially smart...but smart enough for a 2 year old to recognize it. So smarter than I thought. Due to my obsession with Target I am thinking that these three stores will probably have patron for life! :)
Side note: I don't think I have EVER done this poorly on my bracket picks. Thank you Kansas and Villanova. Although the Kansas game was unbelievable to watch. I do love upsets, I just wish I had picked them! :)
Yes, the Butler Men's Basketball squad (I like that word) has done a great job with branding themselves as a team to watch out for (Brad Stevens for President!) in the last decade...but that isn't where I am going to go with the whole branding bit.
Needless to say, JD shocked his momma the other day in the department of words...him saying words that is. He grabbed one of the (way too many) receipts out of my purse and said "Walmart mommy." And low and behold, it was a Walmart receipt. He can't read. He JUST started talking in 4 word sentences and even those sometimes don't make a whole lot of sense. I at that point hugged him and then looked at him as if he had 5 heads, and then told him he was brilliant. I mean I already thought the brilliant thing (don't all mothers?) but really? Logos?
So I tested him and put Target, Kroger, and Walmart receipts in front of him. He name them ALL! Just went one by one and named them. Again, he CAN'T READ! So hats off to these stores because I would have never thunk it. Apparently they brain washed me too (especially Target) with their mad branding skills because I don't think Walmart's is especially smart...but smart enough for a 2 year old to recognize it. So smarter than I thought. Due to my obsession with Target I am thinking that these three stores will probably have patron for life! :)
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
No Shower Sunday
So in college we (as in me and my oh so cool friends) declared most Sundays as "No Shower Sunday." Gross. Yet at the time it wasn't so much. Don't mind the fact that we probably also ate McDonald's twice in that same Sunday. It was also "no bra day", and a sweat pants only zone. Oh yeah...those were the days.
So JD loves showering, as mentioned here, so "No Shower Sunday" has been reintroduced to our lives, but now it only pertains to people who are under 4ft tall that reside here. Oh and we don't eat McDonalds twice (or once for that matter). And I wear a bra and real clothes. Just clarifying... :) Anywho, he is not so happy about this because he sure does love to be clean but I think a one day break won't hurt him!
I did however go ahead and take a VERY PG video of him in said shower, not on a Sunday of course. Think Adam Sandler in Big Daddy PG. Anyway, yes he is lip singing (to his favorite song) more than showering, still though, laugh out loud funny if you ask me.
So JD loves showering, as mentioned here, so "No Shower Sunday" has been reintroduced to our lives, but now it only pertains to people who are under 4ft tall that reside here. Oh and we don't eat McDonalds twice (or once for that matter). And I wear a bra and real clothes. Just clarifying... :) Anywho, he is not so happy about this because he sure does love to be clean but I think a one day break won't hurt him!
I did however go ahead and take a VERY PG video of him in said shower, not on a Sunday of course. Think Adam Sandler in Big Daddy PG. Anyway, yes he is lip singing (to his favorite song) more than showering, still though, laugh out loud funny if you ask me.
PS- SELECTION SUNDAY IS THIS SUNDAY! WOOHOO!! Time to fill out those brackets. We should totally start a blogger bracket buster game!! Love me some March Madness!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Schooled
Lately a lot has been happening in this here household. JD is going from toddler to boy right before our eyes. I am pretty sure at this point he is half my size, which is rather scary considering he is only the ripe age of 2.5 (not even). But I am not just talking about a growth spurt here, I am speaking mostly of Mr. Independent over there sitting by the TV watching his current favorite show, "Movers mommy, Movers" (translates to Imagination Movers).
I mean don't get me wrong, I love it...you know all the talking. I love that his eyes have been widely (understatement) opened to the world of words. Some we have taught him, some school has taught him, some he has just (ahem) heard us say, some I am pretty sure he made up, and some he got from those TV shows I let him watch in the morning.
Lately he has been doing and saying things that P-Daddy and I have found rather shocking because we don't remember ever teaching him such. So I thought it would be fun to do a run through of things we have taught him, and things JD has picked up along the way thus far in his life.
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We DID teach him to say "please" and "thanks" which he does on a regular basis (currently better at the "thanks" than the "please").
We DID NOT teach him to say "mine" and run in the opposite direction as you or you or you when he has something that is not his.
We DID give him Handy Manny tools, and then he has acquired a tool bench and a Bob the Builder tool set...but we DID NOT teach him to use the tools properly or know the names of every tool (and not the Handy Manny names the real ones...specifically "wrench" still gets me. That is kind of a hard word to say and its a freaking wrench?)
We DID NOT teach him to organize his blankets and bear in the exact same way before nap and bedtime but he sure does do that (am thinking though, through osmosis he got this "anal man" straight from his dear old dad).
We DID teach him to dance.
We DID NOT teach him to crump.
We DID teach him to tell people how old he is when asked.
We DID NOT teach him to say that every letter in the alphabet is "E." Somehow even the letters above his bed that spell his name (which does not contain an "E") are all still "E." Work in progress.
We DID NOT tell him that mommy went to not ONE but TWO NSYNC concerts in her "youth" and had a love for boy bands however his current favorite song is Owl City's "Fireflies."
We DID teach him to shake people's hand and say "Nice to meet ya" (which is more like "mee ya").
We DID NOT teach him that cords are okay to play with, plug in, unplug...however somehow he knows how to do all of this AND has since he was about...oh...ONE! At this point we don't fight this obsession, we just supervise. And yes we still have the child safety "protectors" on our plugs, and yes he figured those things out at age one as well. We have tried all different brands and he knew how to get all of them off. *Sigh*
We DID teach him not to stick his finger into plugs (and he never has)...that has to count for something right?
We DID NOT teach him that breakfast is the most important meal of the day (yet) but he sure does eat his best in the morning (typical day=three Nutra Grain bars, 3 bowls of cereal or 3 regular sized Eggo blueberry waffles).
We DID teach him that bathing daily is important as we implemented this into his routine when he was the ripe age of a few months old.
We DID NOT teach him that ADDING a shower to that routine was important yet somehow every morning after breakfast he insists that showering is the next step to his day...so currently he is showering and bathing daily. Not going to meet a cleaner two year old.
We DID give him an old cell phone to play with when he was just a wee little one.
We DID NOT know that this would mean he would snatch our real cell phones and call the same people over and over again without mommy or daddy realizing (sorry Amy), call 911 (once...turns out if you lock your phone there is still a way for babies to press one little button and viala, "911 whats your emergency"...CRAP!), and send random cryptic text messages to people.
We DID teach him what a frog is (as for some reasons frogs are in a lot of children's books), the sound they make and how they move around.
We DID NOT teach him to move around the house just like a frog on a regular basis and scream "RIBBIT."
We DID teach him to give lots of hugs and kisses.
We DID NOT know this would become a form of toddler manipulation each night at bedtime. "More kiss mommy, more hug mommy...MORE KISSSS MOMMY"...I know, could be worse and was funny/cute for the first few nights...now it is just painful to listen to him scream that over and over once I or P-Daddy have given him 10,000 hugs and kisses and oh...ONE LAST HUG to grow on.
We DID say "I love you" enough to him that he now says it back (and I melt like an M&M in a sweaty palm every time).
Speaking of being "schooled"...he teaches me something about myself each and every day too...and what I have found about this motherhood gig is that I still have a LOT to learn.
I mean don't get me wrong, I love it...you know all the talking. I love that his eyes have been widely (understatement) opened to the world of words. Some we have taught him, some school has taught him, some he has just (ahem) heard us say, some I am pretty sure he made up, and some he got from those TV shows I let him watch in the morning.
Lately he has been doing and saying things that P-Daddy and I have found rather shocking because we don't remember ever teaching him such. So I thought it would be fun to do a run through of things we have taught him, and things JD has picked up along the way thus far in his life.
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We DID teach him to say "please" and "thanks" which he does on a regular basis (currently better at the "thanks" than the "please").
We DID NOT teach him to say "mine" and run in the opposite direction as you or you or you when he has something that is not his.
We DID give him Handy Manny tools, and then he has acquired a tool bench and a Bob the Builder tool set...but we DID NOT teach him to use the tools properly or know the names of every tool (and not the Handy Manny names the real ones...specifically "wrench" still gets me. That is kind of a hard word to say and its a freaking wrench?)
We DID NOT teach him to organize his blankets and bear in the exact same way before nap and bedtime but he sure does do that (am thinking though, through osmosis he got this "anal man" straight from his dear old dad).
We DID teach him to dance.
We DID NOT teach him to crump.
We DID teach him to tell people how old he is when asked.
We DID NOT teach him to say that every letter in the alphabet is "E." Somehow even the letters above his bed that spell his name (which does not contain an "E") are all still "E." Work in progress.
We DID NOT tell him that mommy went to not ONE but TWO NSYNC concerts in her "youth" and had a love for boy bands however his current favorite song is Owl City's "Fireflies."
We DID teach him to shake people's hand and say "Nice to meet ya" (which is more like "mee ya").
We DID NOT teach him that cords are okay to play with, plug in, unplug...however somehow he knows how to do all of this AND has since he was about...oh...ONE! At this point we don't fight this obsession, we just supervise. And yes we still have the child safety "protectors" on our plugs, and yes he figured those things out at age one as well. We have tried all different brands and he knew how to get all of them off. *Sigh*
We DID teach him not to stick his finger into plugs (and he never has)...that has to count for something right?
We DID NOT teach him that breakfast is the most important meal of the day (yet) but he sure does eat his best in the morning (typical day=three Nutra Grain bars, 3 bowls of cereal or 3 regular sized Eggo blueberry waffles).
We DID teach him that bathing daily is important as we implemented this into his routine when he was the ripe age of a few months old.
We DID NOT teach him that ADDING a shower to that routine was important yet somehow every morning after breakfast he insists that showering is the next step to his day...so currently he is showering and bathing daily. Not going to meet a cleaner two year old.
We DID give him an old cell phone to play with when he was just a wee little one.
We DID NOT know that this would mean he would snatch our real cell phones and call the same people over and over again without mommy or daddy realizing (sorry Amy), call 911 (once...turns out if you lock your phone there is still a way for babies to press one little button and viala, "911 whats your emergency"...CRAP!), and send random cryptic text messages to people.
We DID teach him what a frog is (as for some reasons frogs are in a lot of children's books), the sound they make and how they move around.
We DID NOT teach him to move around the house just like a frog on a regular basis and scream "RIBBIT."
We DID teach him to give lots of hugs and kisses.
We DID NOT know this would become a form of toddler manipulation each night at bedtime. "More kiss mommy, more hug mommy...MORE KISSSS MOMMY"...I know, could be worse and was funny/cute for the first few nights...now it is just painful to listen to him scream that over and over once I or P-Daddy have given him 10,000 hugs and kisses and oh...ONE LAST HUG to grow on.
We DID say "I love you" enough to him that he now says it back (and I melt like an M&M in a sweaty palm every time).
Speaking of being "schooled"...he teaches me something about myself each and every day too...and what I have found about this motherhood gig is that I still have a LOT to learn.
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