Also known as "the exploding diaper".
I'm getting a little weary of changing diapers - for almost three years (that's 36 months or 1,095 days) I've been changing diapers. I've seen them all: the ooey, the gooey, the slimey, the stinky, the rabbit turd, the pellet, the green monsther, the blob, the ooze, the oregon trail, the mighty duckfart, the shart, the runs, the rips, the POOP has just been unimaginable. And yet, so creative. Kudos to my toddler for having such different poops in your short little life.
We've been pushing Sidney towards potty-training for quite some time now; gently nudging her in the direction she needs to be heading. We've got the panties and the potty chair and the little toilet lid. We've gotten advice from everyone under the sun, and the main thing I've come to learn about potty-training advice is that everyone's advice is different. I've yet to meet a single person talking about this discussion who had an identical story to one I've heard before. IS IT REALLY THAT DIFFERENT FOR EVERY KID?
With Sidney, I don't want to push her - she's got her bladder issues and I don't want to put any more stress on her system than is needed. But I feel like it's getting to be that time. I don't want to push her into anything she's not ready to do, I want her to grow up on her own schedule and I feel like a tool for whining/blogging about this.
But it's time, really, she's ready. She's got the mechanics down - she can hold everything 'til she's ready. She can wear undies for hours without a mess - she knows how to sit and wipe and flush and wash hands. She *knows* all about it. She just doesn't want to do it herself....yet.
When will she get there? How do I push her without pushing her? Will the poopy diapers ever cease to be?
I feel like I'm on repeat here, and it's never going to end. And I feel like a total jackass for even having the nerve to blog about my kid NOT using the toilet. Excuse me while I go find a barf-bag and relieve myself of this current case of the "mommyblog".
Aug 9, 2010
Baby Hood
It was such an amazing pleasure to have spent this past summer taking pictures of Kelly and Jake during their first pregnancy.
Baby Ty was born last Monday (the 2nd) and to honor his big debut, I made a little video to showcase the pictures I took at the hospital. And now, I'd like to show it to you all - hopefully, very soon I'll be starting another maternity series with a good friend of mine. And I can only hope and pray it all turns out as beautiful as this did.
Congratulations to Kelly and Jake - thank you a million times over for letting me document in pictures this amazing time in your lives.
And to see all of the Baby Hood series CLICK HERE.
Baby Ty was born last Monday (the 2nd) and to honor his big debut, I made a little video to showcase the pictures I took at the hospital. And now, I'd like to show it to you all - hopefully, very soon I'll be starting another maternity series with a good friend of mine. And I can only hope and pray it all turns out as beautiful as this did.
Congratulations to Kelly and Jake - thank you a million times over for letting me document in pictures this amazing time in your lives.
And to see all of the Baby Hood series CLICK HERE.
Aug 7, 2010
no no no no no no no!!!
How many times a day can I say "no"? How many different ways can I say "no"? How many times a day can I say "no" in all the many different ways you can say "no"???
?????????
It's a lot, I'm coming to find out.
No, you cannot play with cotton balls. No, you cannot jump on the couch. No, you aren't allowed to drink four Kool-Aid juice packs back-to-back. No, you need to stop letting the dog lick you in mouth. No, you can't climb up there. No, we're not watching Nick Jr. anymore. No, you can't eat that. No, don't play with that. No, don't stick that in there. No, stop crying. No, I said "no". NO! NO! NO!
I mean, seriously - I'm not a negative person. I'm a happy, upbeat, optimistic kind of gal. But when I spend half my day saying "no" over and over again, I feel beat down. I feel like I'm nagging. Like, maybe I should just let her find out the hard way some things for herself.
Okay, you can play with those scissors but when you cut your hair or finger off, don't come crying to me. (Note: I'd never do that, but you catch my drift)
I'm trying to find alternatives to the word "no" but it's hard. There's nothing really as direct and commanding as those two little letters.
(Note: Just as I was typing this, Sidney was jumping on the couch and hurt her leg. I've only told her to stop doing that about 20,340 times this morning)
I want the words "no" to mean something, to have some real power behind them. But I feel like they're losing their importance to her. I need to find a new word, a new phrase to stop her in her tracks and let her know I mean business. How do you stop your kids from doing things they shouldn't be doing?
Do you ever feel like you're a "no" person when you want to be a "yes" person?
?????????
It's a lot, I'm coming to find out.
No, you cannot play with cotton balls. No, you cannot jump on the couch. No, you aren't allowed to drink four Kool-Aid juice packs back-to-back. No, you need to stop letting the dog lick you in mouth. No, you can't climb up there. No, we're not watching Nick Jr. anymore. No, you can't eat that. No, don't play with that. No, don't stick that in there. No, stop crying. No, I said "no". NO! NO! NO!
I mean, seriously - I'm not a negative person. I'm a happy, upbeat, optimistic kind of gal. But when I spend half my day saying "no" over and over again, I feel beat down. I feel like I'm nagging. Like, maybe I should just let her find out the hard way some things for herself.
Okay, you can play with those scissors but when you cut your hair or finger off, don't come crying to me. (Note: I'd never do that, but you catch my drift)
I'm trying to find alternatives to the word "no" but it's hard. There's nothing really as direct and commanding as those two little letters.
(Note: Just as I was typing this, Sidney was jumping on the couch and hurt her leg. I've only told her to stop doing that about 20,340 times this morning)
I want the words "no" to mean something, to have some real power behind them. But I feel like they're losing their importance to her. I need to find a new word, a new phrase to stop her in her tracks and let her know I mean business. How do you stop your kids from doing things they shouldn't be doing?
Do you ever feel like you're a "no" person when you want to be a "yes" person?
Aug 5, 2010
birthday wish list
No, not for Sidney! For yours truly...
I know my birthday is after hers, but I still felt like putting together a little birthday wish-list of pretty things I wouldn't mind getting this September 28th!
I know my birthday is after hers, but I still felt like putting together a little birthday wish-list of pretty things I wouldn't mind getting this September 28th!
my man's best friend
Wednesday evening he was gone. Dozer - my husband's dog. The dog he had for nearly seventeen years. His best friend.
When Justin talks about him, it's equal parts love and equal parts aggravation. Apparently, Dozer was a pain in the ass in their younger years. I only knew him in his olden days. He had almost completely quit chasing cars by the time I came around seven years ago. He was an old man, body weakened but spirit intact.
It's hard - I don't know what to say to Justin other than "I'm sorry". Sometimes he wants to talk about him, and other times he doesn't want to think about him. I know how he feels, even though I don't want to. It's surreal how attached we humans can become to our pets, our dogs - there's a reason they're called "man's best friend".
Dozer was an incredible dog, and he'll be missed. Everyone in this family loved him. Everyone of us will miss him. He can't be replaced. Not that we'd ever try to. Not that we'd ever want to.
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