Forgot to write that I told the kids about the baby 2 weeks ago. It was all very humerous! LOTS of questions from Coop including, "how did the doctor know it was in there?", "how did YOU know it was in there?" and most importantly "does daddy know?"
Sydney seems more intent in what we should name it...Pumpkin for a girl and Bowser for a boy (thanks to Mariocart for that one). Coop asked me yesterday if it was a boy if we could name it Jesus...strange since we hardly ever go to church, it must be the season. He also likes to pat my tummy and say in this high-pitched voice "hi baby, I'm your big brother". It's cute but I'm sure the kid is thinking "that doesn't really sound like a boy". Sydney likes to lift my shirt in places that that is not appropriate, mainly the middle of Target and at preschool drop-off. She also likes to give my tummy raspberries. I have no idea what the kid thinks of that!
Cooper is very concerned that we need to hurry up and buy diapers. I'm in no hurry at all to go down that road again.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
the little things
I am feeling lots of kicking and movement and it makes me sad that this will be my last baby. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm done and more to the point, Eric will divorce me if there is another, but at the same time I find myself thinking "this is the last time I'll be 19 weeks pregnant..."etc. Of course when I was saying "this is the last time I"ll be 10 weeks pregnant and puking and feeling like shit" I was much more relieved.
Personally I think I'm further along than I really am and I have 3 valid reasons for thinking it; a. pregnancy test positive before even missing a period, b. feeling movment waaay too early, like 13-14 weeks and c. measuring about 4 weeks ahead. My midwife agrees. So until I get an ultrasound in January, I won't know for sure if I'm 20 weeks today or 24, like I think I am. All of this is to say, it doesn't really matter but I'll be done sooner and able to meet this little one. My new nephew is making me so excited. Everytime I look at his pictures, I feel as if I could lactate.
Personally I think I'm further along than I really am and I have 3 valid reasons for thinking it; a. pregnancy test positive before even missing a period, b. feeling movment waaay too early, like 13-14 weeks and c. measuring about 4 weeks ahead. My midwife agrees. So until I get an ultrasound in January, I won't know for sure if I'm 20 weeks today or 24, like I think I am. All of this is to say, it doesn't really matter but I'll be done sooner and able to meet this little one. My new nephew is making me so excited. Everytime I look at his pictures, I feel as if I could lactate.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
land of the living
Well, I'm back and finally feeling like bloggging again. This past month, oh who am I kidding, 2 months have been pretty stressful. #3 baby is on its way. I thought it was a great idea until I actually took the pee on the stick test...then I wasn't so sure. You'd think I would be, the amount of back and forth I went through, but once that nausea hit, I was backpedaling.
The first month, as per my usual, found me never far away from a bathroom or plastic bag or a bed. My poor kids watched waaaaay too much TV, well, more than usual. That is the hardest part of it all, having to take care of the kids. The second month was more of a psychological battle. Depression hit really hard and I was in bed all. the. time. Even a shower seemed like too much work. I really started to feel sorry for my husband as well as my kids.
Finally I am feeling better in every way. I still have hard days but for the most part, things are looking up. Now I have to move on to figuring out where this little one will sleep, and start the Christmas shopping. Add to the fact that my husband is gone all this week, hopefully we will all survive. I'll let you know.
The first month, as per my usual, found me never far away from a bathroom or plastic bag or a bed. My poor kids watched waaaaay too much TV, well, more than usual. That is the hardest part of it all, having to take care of the kids. The second month was more of a psychological battle. Depression hit really hard and I was in bed all. the. time. Even a shower seemed like too much work. I really started to feel sorry for my husband as well as my kids.
Finally I am feeling better in every way. I still have hard days but for the most part, things are looking up. Now I have to move on to figuring out where this little one will sleep, and start the Christmas shopping. Add to the fact that my husband is gone all this week, hopefully we will all survive. I'll let you know.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Too bad the first day is followed by all the rest
My firstborn started kindergarten last week. He was ready, I was ready. I had talked about it so much I think he was sick of me "yes, mom, I'm excited to ride the bus, yes, I'm happy that I'm finally going to regular school, now please stop TALKING ABOUT IT".
I wasn't one of "those" moms, I didn't follow the bus to school to take pictures of him getting off it. The teacher said the parent's wouldn't be able to come into the classroom so what was the point. Someone suggested that I would want those pictures of him getting off the bus at school for my scrapbook....HAHAHAHAHA. How 'bout I work on his baby book! I've heard of these scrapbook things, they sound kind of scary and way too much work...I'd rather take a nap.
Anyhoo, first day went off without a hitch. He was up WAY before he needed to be, dressed, fed, etc and wanting to go wait for the bus about 20 minutes before it was scheduled to show. Keep in mind that our driveway is all of 20 feet long, not a long hike to the bus stop, not like when I was growing up and we often had to run down the 1/4 mile driveway while the bus driver patiently waited (thanks George), unless you were my older sister and much too cool to RUN like a maniac for the bus that was in no danger of leaving before it picked us up. I digress, but the memories are good. Remind me to tell you our complex system for determining who boarded the bus first.
2nd day...lots of screaming, crying and backtalk. I am proud to say that I pulled a dad when I said "you get dressed or I'll HELP you get dressed and I guarantee you won't like that". He chose (loosely) help and I thought that would be the end of it. Nope, he don't learn too good!
3rd through 5th days were fair but today was plain awful again.
I think we'll try a reward system but this whole thing is ridiculous. He is acting like such an asshole...and believe me, that is the correct word. He must do 3 things when he gets up: get dressed, eat breakfast and brush his teeth. Most kids who aren't assholes could do those all in 15 minutes TOPS, but for some reason mine cannot. Apparently he thinks there are additional tasks assigned to him, such as rolling around his bedroom floor naked wailing "I don't want to get dressed, I'm tired", and playing with the cat, and stomping downstairs screaming "I don't love you". However, these tasks are not expected of him so he is really making things worse for himself. It is entertaining for the others in the household but annoying!
I'll keep you updated on how the next week goes.
I wasn't one of "those" moms, I didn't follow the bus to school to take pictures of him getting off it. The teacher said the parent's wouldn't be able to come into the classroom so what was the point. Someone suggested that I would want those pictures of him getting off the bus at school for my scrapbook....HAHAHAHAHA. How 'bout I work on his baby book! I've heard of these scrapbook things, they sound kind of scary and way too much work...I'd rather take a nap.
Anyhoo, first day went off without a hitch. He was up WAY before he needed to be, dressed, fed, etc and wanting to go wait for the bus about 20 minutes before it was scheduled to show. Keep in mind that our driveway is all of 20 feet long, not a long hike to the bus stop, not like when I was growing up and we often had to run down the 1/4 mile driveway while the bus driver patiently waited (thanks George), unless you were my older sister and much too cool to RUN like a maniac for the bus that was in no danger of leaving before it picked us up. I digress, but the memories are good. Remind me to tell you our complex system for determining who boarded the bus first.
2nd day...lots of screaming, crying and backtalk. I am proud to say that I pulled a dad when I said "you get dressed or I'll HELP you get dressed and I guarantee you won't like that". He chose (loosely) help and I thought that would be the end of it. Nope, he don't learn too good!
3rd through 5th days were fair but today was plain awful again.
I think we'll try a reward system but this whole thing is ridiculous. He is acting like such an asshole...and believe me, that is the correct word. He must do 3 things when he gets up: get dressed, eat breakfast and brush his teeth. Most kids who aren't assholes could do those all in 15 minutes TOPS, but for some reason mine cannot. Apparently he thinks there are additional tasks assigned to him, such as rolling around his bedroom floor naked wailing "I don't want to get dressed, I'm tired", and playing with the cat, and stomping downstairs screaming "I don't love you". However, these tasks are not expected of him so he is really making things worse for himself. It is entertaining for the others in the household but annoying!
I'll keep you updated on how the next week goes.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Bleh
Not feeling so hot right now...it's like some weird inertia that I have. I'm sluggish when I wake up and I don't want to get out of bed. I could lay around the couch all day, somedays its close to noon before I'm out of my jammies. I need a new routine (I guess "new" implies that I already have one, so I'll just take "a" routine). Also need to get back on the dreadmill, that may help.
Yeah, the kids are up at the butt crack of dawn, I just feel myself groaning "nooooooo" when I hear them waking up. Is it bad that they watch 2 hours of TV before I even make it downstairs?!
Yeah, the kids are up at the butt crack of dawn, I just feel myself groaning "nooooooo" when I hear them waking up. Is it bad that they watch 2 hours of TV before I even make it downstairs?!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
county fair
went to the county fair today...it comes in a close second to Cedar Point in people watching. Again, with the neck tattoos. Tats everywhere and most of these same people had small children. Nice role models!
Funniest quote today... we were walking through the animal areas and looking at them all. We got to the pigs and some of them had names on their pens (I would've named mine "tasty bacon" but noone asked me). One was named "Tubby" and Syd kept asking me to repeat it. When her brother and cousin finally caught up to us she said "this one is named 'bath' ". Cuteness reigns.
While we were checking out the animals, she spent almost the entire time with her fingers clamping her nose shut...just wandering around like that.
Funniest quote today... we were walking through the animal areas and looking at them all. We got to the pigs and some of them had names on their pens (I would've named mine "tasty bacon" but noone asked me). One was named "Tubby" and Syd kept asking me to repeat it. When her brother and cousin finally caught up to us she said "this one is named 'bath' ". Cuteness reigns.
While we were checking out the animals, she spent almost the entire time with her fingers clamping her nose shut...just wandering around like that.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Cedar Point
It would be alright if other people weren't there.
We took the annual family trip to CP. Last year we spent the night at the Breakers but it was pretty expensive for a crappy hotel room that smelled like Friday's so this time we decided just to go for the day.
We didn't get there until 1 because, well, we had to have McDonalds before we even entered the park. So finally we arrive...we ride all the kiddy rides and little Syd rode the biggest roller coaster she could, the one that Coop wanted nothing to do with. On the way down the big hill, she looked at me and said "I'm not scared, I'm brave!". I also rode the ferris wheel with her...even when my hands were all sweaty at the very top, she kept LEANING OUT to see what was going on at the beach. Coop continues to play it safe, preferring he rides that go around and around in a circle. I figure in about 5 more years, Syd and I will have season passes and go every chance we get for all the big roller coasters. Can't wait!
The real fun of CP, as anyone who has ever been there knows, is the people watching. Oh Lord, today didn't disappoint. Of course there were the usual sweaty, stinky people and those whose seemingly only shower in the past week was their ride on Thunder Canyon. Those are par for the course.
Neck tattoos were big today, and teenagers who brought their baby in a stroller with all their friends, and and I actually saw someone's ass cheeks hanging out of their swimsuit? skirt? something? Suffice it to say, this was not someone who would be in the running for nice ass cheeks..in fact, I felt a little nauseous looking at it and was sooo bummed that I didn't bring my phone so I could shoot a pic of it so everyone could have the same pleasure I did.
Eric and I agreed we felt like we needed to gain 50 pounds, get matching neck and back tats, get a loan at Check Into Cash and show up at Rent a Center to get us some new furniture and a big screen TV too while we're at it. Really we just felt like showering with lots of soap and even that can't get rid of the images that are seared into our brains until we return next time for a refill.
We took the annual family trip to CP. Last year we spent the night at the Breakers but it was pretty expensive for a crappy hotel room that smelled like Friday's so this time we decided just to go for the day.
We didn't get there until 1 because, well, we had to have McDonalds before we even entered the park. So finally we arrive...we ride all the kiddy rides and little Syd rode the biggest roller coaster she could, the one that Coop wanted nothing to do with. On the way down the big hill, she looked at me and said "I'm not scared, I'm brave!". I also rode the ferris wheel with her...even when my hands were all sweaty at the very top, she kept LEANING OUT to see what was going on at the beach. Coop continues to play it safe, preferring he rides that go around and around in a circle. I figure in about 5 more years, Syd and I will have season passes and go every chance we get for all the big roller coasters. Can't wait!
The real fun of CP, as anyone who has ever been there knows, is the people watching. Oh Lord, today didn't disappoint. Of course there were the usual sweaty, stinky people and those whose seemingly only shower in the past week was their ride on Thunder Canyon. Those are par for the course.
Neck tattoos were big today, and teenagers who brought their baby in a stroller with all their friends, and and I actually saw someone's ass cheeks hanging out of their swimsuit? skirt? something? Suffice it to say, this was not someone who would be in the running for nice ass cheeks..in fact, I felt a little nauseous looking at it and was sooo bummed that I didn't bring my phone so I could shoot a pic of it so everyone could have the same pleasure I did.
Eric and I agreed we felt like we needed to gain 50 pounds, get matching neck and back tats, get a loan at Check Into Cash and show up at Rent a Center to get us some new furniture and a big screen TV too while we're at it. Really we just felt like showering with lots of soap and even that can't get rid of the images that are seared into our brains until we return next time for a refill.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
wdw kill me now
No posts lately since I'm trying to plan my first Disney trip. OMFG, why didn't anyone tell me how insane it all is?!! Which park, what day, what to eat, when, with a character or two, WHAT THE HELL? Who thinks this is a good idea...or is it someones sick idea of a fun time for mom...as if I don't have enough to do without all these details.
Yeah, I'm sure it will be fun and all but geesh, this is crazy.
I have to get back at it now..
Yeah, I'm sure it will be fun and all but geesh, this is crazy.
I have to get back at it now..
Monday, June 22, 2009
best mom
How do they know when I am about to lose it on them?!
After having a fit for 20 minutes, Cooper then turned around and told me "you're a really great mom"
Then Sydney said "yeah, you're the best mom I ever had"
After having a fit for 20 minutes, Cooper then turned around and told me "you're a really great mom"
Then Sydney said "yeah, you're the best mom I ever had"
Friday, June 19, 2009
Happy Bloody Father's Day
I asked the kids to make Father's Day cards for daddy. Coop immediately chose green paper and started to put a picture of a golf course. He likes to watch the golf channel and look at daddy's gof magazines and design courses. Srsly!! His card was 4 holes he designed and the front says I heart you dad.
Sydney starts out with drawing a picture of Cooper with bloody eyes (I'm not making this up) and when I asked why Coop had bloody eyes, she answered "because he had a meltdown" (duh!! I can't believe I even asked that stupid question, the answer was so obvious, right?!)
Should I be concerned?
Sydney starts out with drawing a picture of Cooper with bloody eyes (I'm not making this up) and when I asked why Coop had bloody eyes, she answered "because he had a meltdown" (duh!! I can't believe I even asked that stupid question, the answer was so obvious, right?!)
Should I be concerned?
Friday, June 12, 2009
does this child make me look old?
My firstborn turns 6 today. Wasn't I JUST pregnant with him?! We are spending the evening at a Mud Hens game with 3 of his friends. MUCH better than the 15 kids running around my yard last week for the 2nd born's party.
I made the cake to look like a baseball, it's actually pretty good, if I do say so myself (and I just did). This is one of those days that I wish I could just stop time. Kids are fun and funny, not much on the calendar except to make the cake and, oh yes, no one getting any older (me included).
I made the cake to look like a baseball, it's actually pretty good, if I do say so myself (and I just did). This is one of those days that I wish I could just stop time. Kids are fun and funny, not much on the calendar except to make the cake and, oh yes, no one getting any older (me included).
Monday, June 8, 2009
pictures
Proud mom:
check out this blog of a local photographer who took some pics of Sydney. ISn't she CUTE!!??
http://kimfordhamphotography.com/blog/
check out this blog of a local photographer who took some pics of Sydney. ISn't she CUTE!!??
http://kimfordhamphotography.com/blog/
Saturday, June 6, 2009
still 4
Sydney asked me today "mom, am I still 4?". Apparently the birthday party wasn't a dead give away.
Then: "when I wake up tomorrow, will I be 5?" No, but it will feel like it to me.
Then: "when I wake up tomorrow, will I be 5?" No, but it will feel like it to me.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
baby grows up
My little girl turned 4 today. I only cried a little. I can't believe how fast the last year went. When I told her she wasn't my baby anymore, she said "mom, stop saying that, I'm a big girl, I don't wear diapers anymore". She is just so cute and I did almost lose it when Coop got up this morning and went right to Syd and gave her a hug and kiss and said "Happy birthday Sydney, I love you" (with no prompting from me).
Then there was the party...I don't like little kid parties, I'm just going to put that out there. I don't like giving them or actually going to them. It WAS supposed to be a waterslide/slip n slide/water theme party but wouldn't you know it, it was 60 and cold and rainy. I had to call everyone I knew to give me ideas for alternative party suggestions. Not easy since I had around 14 4 year olds. Yuck! 2hours can be such an eternity, don't you think? Oh, Oh...AND my favors didn't arrive in time. Eric said "I guess $15 doesn't seem like too much to pay for expedited shipping NOW, does it?" I"m sure they'll arrive tomorrow, just in time to be sent right back.
I kind of felt sorry for the Fed Ex guy today when he brought another shipment (we get them daily for Eric's work) and it wasn't the favors...I apologized to him ok?!
The cutest part of the day was when Sydney's friend from preschool, Alex came and she ran right to him and then just held his hand. I didn't have a camera at that moment but I swear it happened.
Then there was the party...I don't like little kid parties, I'm just going to put that out there. I don't like giving them or actually going to them. It WAS supposed to be a waterslide/slip n slide/water theme party but wouldn't you know it, it was 60 and cold and rainy. I had to call everyone I knew to give me ideas for alternative party suggestions. Not easy since I had around 14 4 year olds. Yuck! 2hours can be such an eternity, don't you think? Oh, Oh...AND my favors didn't arrive in time. Eric said "I guess $15 doesn't seem like too much to pay for expedited shipping NOW, does it?" I"m sure they'll arrive tomorrow, just in time to be sent right back.
I kind of felt sorry for the Fed Ex guy today when he brought another shipment (we get them daily for Eric's work) and it wasn't the favors...I apologized to him ok?!
The cutest part of the day was when Sydney's friend from preschool, Alex came and she ran right to him and then just held his hand. I didn't have a camera at that moment but I swear it happened.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
bedtime
rant begin:
Do you think the kids can sense that I want them to hurry up and go to sleep so I can do my own stuff?!!
Bedtime is becoming ridiculous. I know they are tired, I know they should be in bed by 8 but there is just too much yelling and tears involved (mostly mine, the kids are too busy trying to sneak another angle on how to stay up 5 MORE MINUTES).
There has to be a better way. I don't want to sit in Syd's room until she falls asleep... that is bad for so many reasons, mainly that I don't know how long it will take and if I have something that I really need to do, that is the night when she is up for an hour or longer. Plus, that's not allowing her to put herself to sleep, PLUS when she wakes up in the middle of the night she freaks out because I'm still not right next to her PLUS PLUS I don't have the patience.
Part of the problem is that Eric puts them to bed several nights a week when I'm working. Of course he says that he NEVER has any problems with them, they go to bed fine for him. GRRRRR
I am so damn frustrated and I lose it on them which doesn't help my chances for another child, I know but I can't help it.
JUST. GO.TO.BED.AND.STAY. THERE.
rant finished
Do you think the kids can sense that I want them to hurry up and go to sleep so I can do my own stuff?!!
Bedtime is becoming ridiculous. I know they are tired, I know they should be in bed by 8 but there is just too much yelling and tears involved (mostly mine, the kids are too busy trying to sneak another angle on how to stay up 5 MORE MINUTES).
There has to be a better way. I don't want to sit in Syd's room until she falls asleep... that is bad for so many reasons, mainly that I don't know how long it will take and if I have something that I really need to do, that is the night when she is up for an hour or longer. Plus, that's not allowing her to put herself to sleep, PLUS when she wakes up in the middle of the night she freaks out because I'm still not right next to her PLUS PLUS I don't have the patience.
Part of the problem is that Eric puts them to bed several nights a week when I'm working. Of course he says that he NEVER has any problems with them, they go to bed fine for him. GRRRRR
I am so damn frustrated and I lose it on them which doesn't help my chances for another child, I know but I can't help it.
JUST. GO.TO.BED.AND.STAY. THERE.
rant finished
bartering
overheard 1 minute ago:
Cooper: Sydney, if you give me one diaper, I'll give you 2 quarters
Sydney: ok
Cooper: if you give me 2 diapers, I'll give you one penny and 2 quarters
seems fair, right?!
Cooper: Sydney, if you give me one diaper, I'll give you 2 quarters
Sydney: ok
Cooper: if you give me 2 diapers, I'll give you one penny and 2 quarters
seems fair, right?!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
my little mouse
Syd has seen Ratatouille one too many times. Today she only wanted cheese for lunch saying that "mice only eat cheese". When I told her that I don't think they are really picky and I'm sure mice would eat turkey too, she had a fit. Then she said "mom, why are you calling me Sydney, my name is mouse".
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
soccer
so I believe that I should expose my kids to as many different opportunities and sports as possible so they can make the decision which one they really like. Apparently, soccer is not for Coop. Luckily, the season is only 5 weeks but MAN, those were 5 tremendously painful, long and grueling 5 weeks. I'm pretty sure he cried in every game. They had 7 games and only scored one goal TOTAL... one lowly goal for the entire season. I would be so frustrated but the funny thing is that they actually didn't seem to mind. When the ball DID come their way, they weren't quite sure what to do with it so they just kind of looked at it until the other team came and swooped it away.
I think my absolute favorite moment was when a player on Coop's team was put in to be goalie (they switch around) and as the ball came to him he did this thing with his fingers, like waving toward the ball...he was trying to put a spell on the ball or catch it with his Spiderman net I later found out. It was fricking hilarious. By the way, it didn't work.
I think my absolute favorite moment was when a player on Coop's team was put in to be goalie (they switch around) and as the ball came to him he did this thing with his fingers, like waving toward the ball...he was trying to put a spell on the ball or catch it with his Spiderman net I later found out. It was fricking hilarious. By the way, it didn't work.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
hello worm
My mother is a great gardener ( and I didn't inherit the gene apparently). While she is on vaca this week, we have been put in charge of keeping her 30 worms alive (for those of you who don't know...worm poop is GREAt fertilizer...duh!). It seems an easy task...keep them fed, in their bucket and covered so they don't get sunlight. I could do without this assignment but mom and dad took the kids for 5 days last week while Eric and I vacationed our asses off in Mexico (please no more swine comments...yes I ate prosciutto AND bacon AND I mixed with the locals and no flu symptoms yet) so I guess this is the least I could do.
I have been surprised (ok, maybe not really) to find that Syd loves them and wants to play with them. She gets a few out in the morning and puts them on the newspaper and plays with them and talks to them. They have conversations and when I walk up to her she says "touch them mom!...JUST TOUCH THEM...look, they're pooping!" I have to persuade her to put them back in the bucket so we can repeat this in another few hours. Eric said that when he came downstairs this morning, she asked him to take the lid off. He came back about 20 minutes later and she was having a little show with them. It is so funny!
I have been surprised (ok, maybe not really) to find that Syd loves them and wants to play with them. She gets a few out in the morning and puts them on the newspaper and plays with them and talks to them. They have conversations and when I walk up to her she says "touch them mom!...JUST TOUCH THEM...look, they're pooping!" I have to persuade her to put them back in the bucket so we can repeat this in another few hours. Eric said that when he came downstairs this morning, she asked him to take the lid off. He came back about 20 minutes later and she was having a little show with them. It is so funny!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
daddy's birthday
The kids are so funny when it is their parent's birthdays. Last year, Coop was laying in bed with me one morning and I said "tomorrow is my birthday" and he quietly whispered "can I be invited, mom?" . So. Cute.
Tomorrow is Eric's b-day and all week we have been counting down, since the kids have it written on their calendars. Today Syd said "tomorrow is daddy's birthday and he's going to get a jump house" ( like Syd's last birthday). I texted Eric and told him about about this new development...then Syd said "I hope I'm invited". To them, birthday means party. To us, its just another year older and a day of eating cake and feeling fat and bad about it the next day. Good times!
Tomorrow is Eric's b-day and all week we have been counting down, since the kids have it written on their calendars. Today Syd said "tomorrow is daddy's birthday and he's going to get a jump house" ( like Syd's last birthday). I texted Eric and told him about about this new development...then Syd said "I hope I'm invited". To them, birthday means party. To us, its just another year older and a day of eating cake and feeling fat and bad about it the next day. Good times!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Candy Girl
Poor Syd, she is so deprived. Her most recent quote is "I didn't have any _____ today". It started with vitamins. When I would get my vitamins out in the morning, the shaking of the bottle would remind her that she hadn't had hers yet today....so "I didn't have any vitamins today". Of course, she not QUITE correct on her today vs yesterday vs 2 minutes ago time frame. Because, if I shake the bottle again, she will look right at me and say "I didn't have my viatmin today" WHILE SHE IS CHEWING THE ONE I JUST GAVE HER. Ok you get the point.
She also has a problem with candy, as in, I'm pretty sure she's addicted to the stuff. She will hide behind a chair and unwrap a piece of candy that she found and quickly eat it before someone finds out. She hasn't, however, figured out that she needs to throw the wrappers away. She's not that stealth yet. Which reminds me of the story of how I brought home an advent calendar, the kind that everyday you open a door. After she figured out there was chocolate behind every door, I found her under the piano opening and eating EVERY door for the entire month. Sorry Jesus!
Which brings me to Easter...Syd got up around 6:30 and I convinced her to stay in bed another half hour just with the threat of the Easter bunny possibly still being here. Finally she got up, found her basket and started stuffing in the candy. I tried a new strategy today...just let her have as much as she wants and when she's done, THEN take it away and dole it out 1 piece at a time, as we usually do. So she eats for awhile and when she's done I take it away.
Half hour later...I shit you not: "I didn't have any candy today"
I attribute it to the candy coma she must have been in because surely she is not that dumb.
She also has a problem with candy, as in, I'm pretty sure she's addicted to the stuff. She will hide behind a chair and unwrap a piece of candy that she found and quickly eat it before someone finds out. She hasn't, however, figured out that she needs to throw the wrappers away. She's not that stealth yet. Which reminds me of the story of how I brought home an advent calendar, the kind that everyday you open a door. After she figured out there was chocolate behind every door, I found her under the piano opening and eating EVERY door for the entire month. Sorry Jesus!
Which brings me to Easter...Syd got up around 6:30 and I convinced her to stay in bed another half hour just with the threat of the Easter bunny possibly still being here. Finally she got up, found her basket and started stuffing in the candy. I tried a new strategy today...just let her have as much as she wants and when she's done, THEN take it away and dole it out 1 piece at a time, as we usually do. So she eats for awhile and when she's done I take it away.
Half hour later...I shit you not: "I didn't have any candy today"
I attribute it to the candy coma she must have been in because surely she is not that dumb.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Debby Downer
So the kids have the entire week off of school and we havento plans to do anything. I tried to pick up a lot of hours at work but then I was just annoyed that I was working a lot and pissed at the staffing as usual.
Today was not a good day. I was annoyed and pissed off in general and that was compounded by 2 different worrisome/stressful events that are happening to people that I am close to. Domestic violence and Cancer...maybe the two worst words ever. I am just so sad today. I am an emotional person anyway so when I went to visit said friend with the newly diagnosed "c" word, I turned into a puddle. Especially since as soon as I got in the door she grabbed me and hugged me hard while we both started crying and she whispered "I'm so scared". Even now my eyes are welling up thinking of it.
The other situation makes me sad and very angry too, especially since I am related to her. I feel helpless. I don't want to be a downer but this is my life today and I need to get it out...
On the other hand, Coop knew that I was sad and came right up to me and said "I love you, mom and I'll love you forever...even when I'm 16".
Today was not a good day. I was annoyed and pissed off in general and that was compounded by 2 different worrisome/stressful events that are happening to people that I am close to. Domestic violence and Cancer...maybe the two worst words ever. I am just so sad today. I am an emotional person anyway so when I went to visit said friend with the newly diagnosed "c" word, I turned into a puddle. Especially since as soon as I got in the door she grabbed me and hugged me hard while we both started crying and she whispered "I'm so scared". Even now my eyes are welling up thinking of it.
The other situation makes me sad and very angry too, especially since I am related to her. I feel helpless. I don't want to be a downer but this is my life today and I need to get it out...
On the other hand, Coop knew that I was sad and came right up to me and said "I love you, mom and I'll love you forever...even when I'm 16".
Sunday, April 5, 2009
That smell
Poor Cooper! I heard him tonight while he was laying in bed...heaving. Eric ran him to the bathroom but Coop said he was "scared" to throw up in the toilet so it went everywhere else...tub #1. 30 minutes later I hear it again but this time it was all over the carpet all the way to the bathroom. tub #2. laundry load #2. Everytime he pukes he tries to "catch" it in his hands. This grosses me out to no end.
Eric says "aren't you a nurse...don't you deal with this stuff everyday?" well, yeah but we don't feed our patients chicken and noodles for this very reason AND I get to LEAVE when my shifts over. here, I just have to smell it for days!
He is so pitiful when he throws up, it breaks my heart. I just hope Syd doesn't end up with the same thing...she REALLY doesn't understand.
anyone know of a great carpet cleaner? We need one on speed dial
Eric says "aren't you a nurse...don't you deal with this stuff everyday?" well, yeah but we don't feed our patients chicken and noodles for this very reason AND I get to LEAVE when my shifts over. here, I just have to smell it for days!
He is so pitiful when he throws up, it breaks my heart. I just hope Syd doesn't end up with the same thing...she REALLY doesn't understand.
anyone know of a great carpet cleaner? We need one on speed dial
Thursday, April 2, 2009
letters from Syd
Sydney is constantly scribbling things, taking up entire pieces of paper, and then giving them to people or wanting to send them to friends. When I ask what it says, she never disappoints. Today I received a small piece of paper.
me: what does this say?
Syd: dear mom, I love you, you can chase me now and then chase me again.
she is so cute I can't stand it
me: what does this say?
Syd: dear mom, I love you, you can chase me now and then chase me again.
she is so cute I can't stand it
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sharing bag
So at preschool, they take turns bringing home the "sharing bag". Everyone gets a turn with it and it usually involves doing something like writing things you like to do with your family or providing pictures of said family or etc. I actually dread hearing those words "mommy, I got the sharing bag today"...especially since I have to act all excited and happy about running to the drugstore to print off a picture at midnight.
Sydney surprised me today. When I pick her up from school, the first thing she does(as usual), before we even leave the building, is to get into her bag and show me what she painted/drew/wrote/tried to pass off as a painting/drawing/writing, oh and also to show me the snack that she didn't eat.
Today, you guessed it, the sharing bag. "How wonderful" I said while actually thinking "great, I have 2 days to do whatever that tag says I have to do and I've got shit to do today and we're going out to dinner tonight and I'm working tomorrow, I hope its not too complicated or I may just have to be the first mom to send her kid to school without the sharing bag and try to make up some excuse as to why it didn't get done and hope she doesn't notice and start crying and trying to make me feel like an even worse mother"
The assignment was to find things in the shape of a square. Immediately, my mind starts running..."square, square, I can't think of ANYTHING in the shape of a square" . The panic starts...I throw it out there to the other moms hoping they'll throw me a bone. They come through "piece of bread, block".
As soon as we get home, Syd is off like a shot and within 1 minute she is back filling the bag with square things...square legos, square books, and a square box
Genius!! I only hope its the same during all those science fairs in her future.
Sydney surprised me today. When I pick her up from school, the first thing she does(as usual), before we even leave the building, is to get into her bag and show me what she painted/drew/wrote/tried to pass off as a painting/drawing/writing, oh and also to show me the snack that she didn't eat.
Today, you guessed it, the sharing bag. "How wonderful" I said while actually thinking "great, I have 2 days to do whatever that tag says I have to do and I've got shit to do today and we're going out to dinner tonight and I'm working tomorrow, I hope its not too complicated or I may just have to be the first mom to send her kid to school without the sharing bag and try to make up some excuse as to why it didn't get done and hope she doesn't notice and start crying and trying to make me feel like an even worse mother"
The assignment was to find things in the shape of a square. Immediately, my mind starts running..."square, square, I can't think of ANYTHING in the shape of a square" . The panic starts...I throw it out there to the other moms hoping they'll throw me a bone. They come through "piece of bread, block".
As soon as we get home, Syd is off like a shot and within 1 minute she is back filling the bag with square things...square legos, square books, and a square box
Genius!! I only hope its the same during all those science fairs in her future.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
dirty words
Oh, to get through the day without the words "poop" and "butt" being uttered!! And everytime, followed by 5 seconds of laughter or giggling Every. Single. Time. You would think that it gets old after awhile but it just continues. I've tried ignoring it, I've tried punishment, I've tried telling them what my parents always told me..."that's bathroom talk"...Guess what?! they go into the bathroom and say "poop" and "butt" over and over (always with the requisite laughter afterwards).
Oh, it doesn't have to be them saying it, it can be anyone and not even in the correct context. "Clean your room, but I don't want you just throwing everything in the closet" will also garner the laughter.
Someday, in the not too distant future, I see the dirtier words for those two things being said and I will look back on these days and wish for them back.
Oh, it doesn't have to be them saying it, it can be anyone and not even in the correct context. "Clean your room, but I don't want you just throwing everything in the closet" will also garner the laughter.
Someday, in the not too distant future, I see the dirtier words for those two things being said and I will look back on these days and wish for them back.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I didn't do it!
Tonight after the tub and story, I helped Sydney mark off another day on her calendar. This is a running joke since as soon as she turns the page to the new month, she marks off everyday in it. What is she marking off the days to anyway?? Her next date? Anyway, right next to the calendar, I noticed some beautiful artwork ON THE WALL. I have been a mom for 5.5 years and this is my first experience with original wall art. I said "Did you do this?" (I know, stupid question, but I didn't have much else) and she said "no, I'm not talking to you right now". She is pretty funny when she gets in trouble, she'll say things like "I don't love you anymore" or "I don't want to be your friend now"...like she's punishing me. I really should take a picture of the art because it is her version of a person, you know, huge head, stick legs and alien-looking eyes.
Earlier in the week Syd insisted in writing a letter to a friend of hers from school. (thanks preschool for sending out valentines this year, now she wants to send something everyday). Anyhoo, she scribbled on paper and as she did so she narrated what she was saying "dear Elanora, you are my best friend, I love you so much, do you want to come over and play, my mommy will call you, cooper is playing golf in the other room and we just watched Spongebob, it was so funny isn't it, see you at school. LOOOVE sydney". Then she put the stamp on the wrong spot and licked the ENTIRE inside of the envelope and made me address it while it was still wet. Yum.
Tonight Elanora called to say thank you and it was a pretty funny exchange (or whatever you would call it) of two 3 year olds on the phone. Elanora wanted to know what the letter said and Syd went on with her usual diarrhea of the mouth (see above, while writing said letter), free-association speech. I'm not sure if there was an actual conversation but from this end it was hilarious. Good times!
Earlier in the week Syd insisted in writing a letter to a friend of hers from school. (thanks preschool for sending out valentines this year, now she wants to send something everyday). Anyhoo, she scribbled on paper and as she did so she narrated what she was saying "dear Elanora, you are my best friend, I love you so much, do you want to come over and play, my mommy will call you, cooper is playing golf in the other room and we just watched Spongebob, it was so funny isn't it, see you at school. LOOOVE sydney". Then she put the stamp on the wrong spot and licked the ENTIRE inside of the envelope and made me address it while it was still wet. Yum.
Tonight Elanora called to say thank you and it was a pretty funny exchange (or whatever you would call it) of two 3 year olds on the phone. Elanora wanted to know what the letter said and Syd went on with her usual diarrhea of the mouth (see above, while writing said letter), free-association speech. I'm not sure if there was an actual conversation but from this end it was hilarious. Good times!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
my day
Started out going to a parent-teacher conference re: our 3 year old. What could they possibly tell me that I don't already know? Of course, she is "delightful" but we already knew that. While Syd was at her craft class at the Y, Coop and I went to the library. He said he wanted to find some books on airplanes and tornadoes (random). All the tornoado books I showed him he said "oh, can we buy that one too?". I had to explain that we don't buy them, just borrow them.
Last time we borrowed books, Syd came to a page that had a scissors icon on it and went to get the scissors and starting cutting. She was halfway through the page before I saw her. I yelled kind of loud on that one...she started crying immediately and said "I think I'm going to go up to my room". Cutest damn thing, except I felt a little bad.
Today we brought home about 7 books on airplanes and tornadoes and one movie. When we picked up Syd from class she wasn't ready to go yet...funny. Probably because we never do crafts at home. I'd rather put my hand in hot acid than get out the play-doh or especially (God-forbid) the paints.
When we got home, she threw a real tantrum with the mantra "I want candy" and cried so hard, she almost threw up. Good times!!
Now she is sleeping, there is a God.
Last time we borrowed books, Syd came to a page that had a scissors icon on it and went to get the scissors and starting cutting. She was halfway through the page before I saw her. I yelled kind of loud on that one...she started crying immediately and said "I think I'm going to go up to my room". Cutest damn thing, except I felt a little bad.
Today we brought home about 7 books on airplanes and tornadoes and one movie. When we picked up Syd from class she wasn't ready to go yet...funny. Probably because we never do crafts at home. I'd rather put my hand in hot acid than get out the play-doh or especially (God-forbid) the paints.
When we got home, she threw a real tantrum with the mantra "I want candy" and cried so hard, she almost threw up. Good times!!
Now she is sleeping, there is a God.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
More motivation than usual
I'm trying to get motivated to get on the dreadmill everyday. When I tell the kids I'm going to exercise they say "why?" and I say, "so I don't get fat" or some variation on that theme. Today it took me until 4 to get motivated to get on the mill.
Me: I'm getting on the treadmill now, don't bug me for 30 minutes
Coop: Why, cause you're fat?!
Not exactly what I wanted to hear but it did give me a kick in the butt that I needed.
Out of the mouths of babes I guess
Me: I'm getting on the treadmill now, don't bug me for 30 minutes
Coop: Why, cause you're fat?!
Not exactly what I wanted to hear but it did give me a kick in the butt that I needed.
Out of the mouths of babes I guess
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I ask you...
Is there anything better than when your 5 year old says "I love you, mom"???!! This is especially sweet knowing it won't be too much longer before he would rather tear his hair out than hold my hand or say these words in public.
I always tell him that I will always love him, no matter how old he is, even when he's 6, even when he's 10, or 20, or 30 etc. I always get a lump in my throat and a little teary when he follows up with "even when I'm 80 and 100, mom?" knowing I won't be around for that.
I always tell him that I will always love him, no matter how old he is, even when he's 6, even when he's 10, or 20, or 30 etc. I always get a lump in my throat and a little teary when he follows up with "even when I'm 80 and 100, mom?" knowing I won't be around for that.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
vacation everyday
Every night before bed I ask the kids what they want to do the next day. Ever since returning from vacation, Sydney replies "go to Aruba"...to which Coop says "we're not going back there for a REALLY long time". It's like their routine.
Bedtimes have been getting much easier. They used to be horrendous, no one listening, everyone screaming, tears and threats galore with finally everyone ending up in my bed just to get some peace and quiet. It went so well tonight, I started thinking I could have another baby. But I want one right now, not having to get pregnant and go through all that getting fat and nauseous nastiness. For now, this will be in my "things that make you go HMMMMM" pile. I'm sure it will get lost under all the other piles around here.
Bedtimes have been getting much easier. They used to be horrendous, no one listening, everyone screaming, tears and threats galore with finally everyone ending up in my bed just to get some peace and quiet. It went so well tonight, I started thinking I could have another baby. But I want one right now, not having to get pregnant and go through all that getting fat and nauseous nastiness. For now, this will be in my "things that make you go HMMMMM" pile. I'm sure it will get lost under all the other piles around here.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
kindergarten
Tonight I attended the kindergarten information night. I cannot believe its finally here. He will be 6 and definitly ready to go. I think he's even ready to go right now but I'm feeling a little sad. I talked to a lot of moms that couldn't wait for this day and I am in mourning. Why can't they stay little forever?! He is excited to ride the bus and finally go to school.
I'm gonna be a total mess when he leaves for college. Today out of the blue he asked "mom, what are you going to do when I go to college?" I replied that I would probably be a little sad. He said "mom, you'll come and visit me, right?".....every chance I get.
I'm gonna be a total mess when he leaves for college. Today out of the blue he asked "mom, what are you going to do when I go to college?" I replied that I would probably be a little sad. He said "mom, you'll come and visit me, right?".....every chance I get.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Good Morning...er..afternoon!
So we got back from a great vacation on Sunday night around 1:30 a.m. That part wasn't so great. Luckily the kids didn't have school on Monday so we were set there. I am also fighting a nasty sinus infection that won't go away so I knew that a nap was in my future on Monday afternoon. Now, usually Sydney will lay down with me if I read stories to her and even, on rare occasions, will actually fall asleep. Coop hasn't taken a nap in about 3 years. The odds were not in my favor of getting a good nap but I was willing to play those odds.
I read to Syd and she dutifully fell asleep right away, too easy. I sent Coop in for quiet time in his room, which he usually fights but today was ok with. All the stars were starting to align. He came in my room crying about 20 minutes later saying he missed daddy. I guess after spending an entire week with him, it was hard for Cooper to grasp that daddy must now go back to work. He laid down next to me...and FELL ASLEEP. I didn't want to move or even breathe because I couldn't believe it.
After about 1.5 hours he woke up...went to his room, got undressed, changed his clothes and went downstairs, you know, cause that is the routine for the morning when he gets up. Daddy was home by then and he asked him for some waffles for breakfast. He totally thought it was morning and couldn't understand that we were going to have dinner soon. Poor baby, this sleeping stuff is just too hard to sort out.
I read to Syd and she dutifully fell asleep right away, too easy. I sent Coop in for quiet time in his room, which he usually fights but today was ok with. All the stars were starting to align. He came in my room crying about 20 minutes later saying he missed daddy. I guess after spending an entire week with him, it was hard for Cooper to grasp that daddy must now go back to work. He laid down next to me...and FELL ASLEEP. I didn't want to move or even breathe because I couldn't believe it.
After about 1.5 hours he woke up...went to his room, got undressed, changed his clothes and went downstairs, you know, cause that is the routine for the morning when he gets up. Daddy was home by then and he asked him for some waffles for breakfast. He totally thought it was morning and couldn't understand that we were going to have dinner soon. Poor baby, this sleeping stuff is just too hard to sort out.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Backwards
Today, we were late getting up and out of the house. Now this in itself is nothing new but my son gets dressed by himself and I just assume that he does it correctly, I mean, he does every other day. So, the routine is that I start the van and strap Syd in and go back in to yell at Coop to hurry up, we're going to be late AGAIN, why aren't your shoes on, I told you to put them on when you get dressed, etc, etc. I back out of the garage and he comes running out...and then has to go back in to get his hat and gloves and bag that he forgets EVERYDAY. Finally we're on our way at 8:52. It takes 14 minutes to get to school. We're going to be late, AGAIN. All this is normal.
Upon returning home I notice that he has his jeans on backwards...seriously! I asked "did you know your pants are on backwards?" to which he replies "Yeah, my teacher told me" WTF?!! "and mom, don't tell me again, it hurts my feelings". This, because I was on the floor laughing. Really.
Upon returning home I notice that he has his jeans on backwards...seriously! I asked "did you know your pants are on backwards?" to which he replies "Yeah, my teacher told me" WTF?!! "and mom, don't tell me again, it hurts my feelings". This, because I was on the floor laughing. Really.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Dora, Dora
I took the kids to Dora Live today. Cooper never wanted to go. He's 5. Even when I first introduced the idea, he said he didn't want to go. Sydney was very excited. She was into the entire thing...jumping and waving and shouting back, very cute. Coop just kept asking if it was over yet or "mom, can I play Brickbreaker?"
I found it interesting that Dora actually looked short and squat just like the cartoon character on TV. How did they cast that? Only people with a BMI in the overweight range need apply, oh and big legs are a plus! I realized that I could NEVER be an actor, especially for something like that. I would be embarrassed just putting on the outfit that doesn't match. Who dresses her?!! Dora...pink and orange don't go and your shirt doesn't even cover your stomach.
It really wasn't as annoying as I thought it would be but I did feel like I HAD to take the kids to be considered a good mom. Next time I won't worry so much...and try not to laugh out loud at Dora.
I found it interesting that Dora actually looked short and squat just like the cartoon character on TV. How did they cast that? Only people with a BMI in the overweight range need apply, oh and big legs are a plus! I realized that I could NEVER be an actor, especially for something like that. I would be embarrassed just putting on the outfit that doesn't match. Who dresses her?!! Dora...pink and orange don't go and your shirt doesn't even cover your stomach.
It really wasn't as annoying as I thought it would be but I did feel like I HAD to take the kids to be considered a good mom. Next time I won't worry so much...and try not to laugh out loud at Dora.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Clean butts
My little 3 year old is in the throes of being independent on the potty. Oh, she's got the deposits down, its the other things that are tripping her up. There are SO many steps to remember, its hard I know. It's not only dropping off the friends, its remembering to wipe and flush and pull up your pants (this is particularly difficult for her to remember), and THEN wash your hands AND dry them. She usually peters out around the pulling up the pants bit.
Just a moment ago, she did her usual (after waiting until the VERY last second) "I have to poop, don't watch me, I need privacy"...really don't know where they got this, I never ask for nor ever get privacy when I'm dropping off my friends. As usual, she came back to me a few moments later with a wet butt and no pants on. I quickly sent her back to finish the next few steps and then she came back in to announce "Look at my butt, its shiny and clean!"
I couldn't make this up if I wanted to.
Just a moment ago, she did her usual (after waiting until the VERY last second) "I have to poop, don't watch me, I need privacy"...really don't know where they got this, I never ask for nor ever get privacy when I'm dropping off my friends. As usual, she came back to me a few moments later with a wet butt and no pants on. I quickly sent her back to finish the next few steps and then she came back in to announce "Look at my butt, its shiny and clean!"
I couldn't make this up if I wanted to.
Friday, January 16, 2009
How long goodness lasted
Yep, about 42 minutes and he was asking to play the Wii again...that was the original fight that brought about the "hate" word.
Mark the date
Well, I heard those dreaded words today..."I hate you". I didn't think the boy even knew what they meant. We certainly never say that in our house. When he saw my reaction he quickly backpedaled..."mom, I'm sorry, I'll do whatever you tell me to do". Sweet but not quite good enough. Even the 3 year old started crying.
As I started telling friends about my new level of greatness in Coop's eyes, they all had similar stories. Everything from "I'm not going to play with you again ever" to "you're not my friend anymore". Somehow, I would prefer either of those to the H word.
I'll let you know how long his listening lasts...I'm thinking less than an hour.
As I started telling friends about my new level of greatness in Coop's eyes, they all had similar stories. Everything from "I'm not going to play with you again ever" to "you're not my friend anymore". Somehow, I would prefer either of those to the H word.
I'll let you know how long his listening lasts...I'm thinking less than an hour.
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