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Wednesday, July 13, 2011
To touch or not to touch?
So the last time I was pregnant, I didn’t mind people touching my belly. Scratch that, I didn’t mind people I knew touching my belly. This time around, I hate for people to touch my stomach. There were several times, as soon as we started telling people we were pregnant, I had people walking up and putting their hands on my stomach.
Umm…I’m not even showing yet, so please take your hand out of my space.
And even now that I’m showing, I’m still not of fan of the un-welcome “tummy rub.” Maybe I won’t mind it as much once they can feel the baby move, but for now I feel like there’s no reason for someone else to rub all over me!
That sounded a little like a rant…I’m really not that mad about it, just a little uncomfortable with it. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to politely tell people to keep their hands to themselves?!?
Umm…I’m not even showing yet, so please take your hand out of my space.
And even now that I’m showing, I’m still not of fan of the un-welcome “tummy rub.” Maybe I won’t mind it as much once they can feel the baby move, but for now I feel like there’s no reason for someone else to rub all over me!
That sounded a little like a rant…I’m really not that mad about it, just a little uncomfortable with it. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to politely tell people to keep their hands to themselves?!?
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Potty training blows...
Well, we didn’t find out at our visit on Monday…but that’s okay. I was aiming to have the nursery cleaned out by the time we knew if we had a boy or girl, and I could totally use another month to get ready!
On another note, do you think it would be okay if Clark went to high school wearing diapers? I mean, what’s the harm?!? Potty training is by far the most difficult thing I have done as a Mom. For real.
We gave it a go in February, but taking care of a sick husband, and a child who had no interest in using the potty created a recipe for disaster. I decided to wait and give it a shot when Clark actually seemed to care. Since then, he has asked to use the potty, and done so successfully several times. Even though he doesn’t have to be, I would like for him to be potty trained before he starts preschool in the fall, so we gave it another shot this week.
We had a doctor’s appointment and errands to run on Monday, so we waited until Tuesday to start. I decided to let him go nakey the first day so that he would be more aware, or at least start to realize the sensation of needing to use the bathroom. Also, Clark is very independent, so he was able to run to the bathroom and get started without me. He did great. We only had one accident all day, and that was right before bedtime when I decided to try “big boy” underwear in between bath time and bed time for a few minutes.
Wednesday was not so great. Actually, it was absolutely horrible. We started off trying to wear “big boy” underwear. That didn’t go so well. We had 5 accidents before lunchtime. I’m talking, he would use the bathroom, put on a pair of underwear, and pee in them 5 minutes later. What is going on? As soon as I put him in the bed for naptime, I ran to the computer in search of advice. I came across a blog written by a woman who has also written a book on potty training. Lucky for me, there was a question from a lady who was having the same problem as we were having. Her child does great when nakey, but has accidents non-stop while wearing underwear. Great…so I’m not the only crazy one out there! The lady writing the blog suggested that you “sacrifice” a pair of underwear, cut the crotch out, and let them get used to wearing underwear like that for a few days. Whatever, at this point I will try ANYTHING! I ran and grabbed a pair of underwear, cut out the appropriate area, and would have them prepared as soon as he woke up.
Only he didn’t want to go to sleep. After an hour and a half, he was still laying in the bed talking. “Are you kidding me,” I thought to myself. Then things got even worse. I felt my stomach start to turn, and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. And got sick. Three times. Ugh. Great. Now I have a child that won’t sleep or pee in the potty, and a tired and sick Mommy. And where is Daddy, out of town. (Not that he could help it. He was out working hard so that Mommy can stay home with the little monster!)
I thought for sure that my day was getting better when he finally fell asleep after lying in the bed for a little more than 2 hours. I plopped down and got a little rest, and felt much better when we both woke up 2 hours later. “The rest of this day is going to be better,” I told myself. Oh no. Not so fast Mommy. Clark came into the bonus room after getting up, and I was so excited to show him his new special underwear, until I smelled poop. And then I saw it on his hand. Nasty.
Anyway, after cleaning up that disaster, Clark was still a little hesitant about the new underwear, but wore them for a little bit. We made it through the day, especially since Nana and Papa came over and brought dinner I seriously considered giving up potty training, and just letting him wear a diaper forever. Or at least until elementary school. Or maybe high school.
And then Thursday came, and Clark woke up asking to wear his “special” underwear. Maybe this will work out after all…
On another note, do you think it would be okay if Clark went to high school wearing diapers? I mean, what’s the harm?!? Potty training is by far the most difficult thing I have done as a Mom. For real.
We gave it a go in February, but taking care of a sick husband, and a child who had no interest in using the potty created a recipe for disaster. I decided to wait and give it a shot when Clark actually seemed to care. Since then, he has asked to use the potty, and done so successfully several times. Even though he doesn’t have to be, I would like for him to be potty trained before he starts preschool in the fall, so we gave it another shot this week.
We had a doctor’s appointment and errands to run on Monday, so we waited until Tuesday to start. I decided to let him go nakey the first day so that he would be more aware, or at least start to realize the sensation of needing to use the bathroom. Also, Clark is very independent, so he was able to run to the bathroom and get started without me. He did great. We only had one accident all day, and that was right before bedtime when I decided to try “big boy” underwear in between bath time and bed time for a few minutes.
Wednesday was not so great. Actually, it was absolutely horrible. We started off trying to wear “big boy” underwear. That didn’t go so well. We had 5 accidents before lunchtime. I’m talking, he would use the bathroom, put on a pair of underwear, and pee in them 5 minutes later. What is going on? As soon as I put him in the bed for naptime, I ran to the computer in search of advice. I came across a blog written by a woman who has also written a book on potty training. Lucky for me, there was a question from a lady who was having the same problem as we were having. Her child does great when nakey, but has accidents non-stop while wearing underwear. Great…so I’m not the only crazy one out there! The lady writing the blog suggested that you “sacrifice” a pair of underwear, cut the crotch out, and let them get used to wearing underwear like that for a few days. Whatever, at this point I will try ANYTHING! I ran and grabbed a pair of underwear, cut out the appropriate area, and would have them prepared as soon as he woke up.
Only he didn’t want to go to sleep. After an hour and a half, he was still laying in the bed talking. “Are you kidding me,” I thought to myself. Then things got even worse. I felt my stomach start to turn, and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. And got sick. Three times. Ugh. Great. Now I have a child that won’t sleep or pee in the potty, and a tired and sick Mommy. And where is Daddy, out of town. (Not that he could help it. He was out working hard so that Mommy can stay home with the little monster!)
I thought for sure that my day was getting better when he finally fell asleep after lying in the bed for a little more than 2 hours. I plopped down and got a little rest, and felt much better when we both woke up 2 hours later. “The rest of this day is going to be better,” I told myself. Oh no. Not so fast Mommy. Clark came into the bonus room after getting up, and I was so excited to show him his new special underwear, until I smelled poop. And then I saw it on his hand. Nasty.
Anyway, after cleaning up that disaster, Clark was still a little hesitant about the new underwear, but wore them for a little bit. We made it through the day, especially since Nana and Papa came over and brought dinner I seriously considered giving up potty training, and just letting him wear a diaper forever. Or at least until elementary school. Or maybe high school.
And then Thursday came, and Clark woke up asking to wear his “special” underwear. Maybe this will work out after all…
Thursday, June 16, 2011
The differences in my 2 pregnancies
While my pregnancies have been somewhat similar, there are some things that have been totally different!
1. Eating habits: During my last pregnancy, I ate NON-STOP from the moment I found out I was pregnant, until the day before he was born. And it was all bad food. I had at least 1 double cheeseburger a day, loved milkshakes, and craved all kinds of fried food. This time, I’m not hungry at all. There are some days where I’ll eat breakfast, then don’t even think about food again until my stomach starts to growl at dinner time. Oops….didn’t even realized I skipped lunch! While I don’t really have any cravings yet this time, when I’m hungry, I’m more likely to want fresh fruit, cucumbers in vinegar (I know, Evans thinks it’s gross, too!), or something light like a sub.
2. Weight gain: This obviously is being affected by #1, but by this point in my last pregnancy, I was up about 6 or 7 pounds. This time, I’m still down about 8 or 10. I have a little bump showing, but it’s nothing like it was last time!
3. Attitude: My attitude is all over the place this time! I was a little emotional last time, but I even surprise myself some days! I feel sorry for my husband
One thing that I hope will be the same….finding out the baby’s sex on the day after Father’s Day! We found out Clark was a boy 3 years ago on the day after, and we have an appointment next Monday! Our doctor says it may be a little too early, but he’ll try to tell. Here’s to hoping!
1. Eating habits: During my last pregnancy, I ate NON-STOP from the moment I found out I was pregnant, until the day before he was born. And it was all bad food. I had at least 1 double cheeseburger a day, loved milkshakes, and craved all kinds of fried food. This time, I’m not hungry at all. There are some days where I’ll eat breakfast, then don’t even think about food again until my stomach starts to growl at dinner time. Oops….didn’t even realized I skipped lunch! While I don’t really have any cravings yet this time, when I’m hungry, I’m more likely to want fresh fruit, cucumbers in vinegar (I know, Evans thinks it’s gross, too!), or something light like a sub.
2. Weight gain: This obviously is being affected by #1, but by this point in my last pregnancy, I was up about 6 or 7 pounds. This time, I’m still down about 8 or 10. I have a little bump showing, but it’s nothing like it was last time!
3. Attitude: My attitude is all over the place this time! I was a little emotional last time, but I even surprise myself some days! I feel sorry for my husband
One thing that I hope will be the same….finding out the baby’s sex on the day after Father’s Day! We found out Clark was a boy 3 years ago on the day after, and we have an appointment next Monday! Our doctor says it may be a little too early, but he’ll try to tell. Here’s to hoping!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Hot, Hot, Hot!
Well, summer has arrived! I feel like we went from comfortable temperatures and afternoons playing outside, to 100 degree temps and sitting inside eating popsicles on a towel!
I’m not complaining though. I would MUCH RATHER have it hot than cold. I have totally been able to tell already this summer that if I don’t drink enough water, the heat just wipes me out. We went to Lowes this morning to grab a few things, and came back to water plants, play a little, and clean off the patio. I was WIPED out! Wow!
I have a feeling we’re going to be looking for lots of indoor activities this summer!
I’m not complaining though. I would MUCH RATHER have it hot than cold. I have totally been able to tell already this summer that if I don’t drink enough water, the heat just wipes me out. We went to Lowes this morning to grab a few things, and came back to water plants, play a little, and clean off the patio. I was WIPED out! Wow!
I have a feeling we’re going to be looking for lots of indoor activities this summer!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Here we go again...
Once again, I have let the blog down. I have a pretty good excuse this time, though. I have been too tired to write, since I’m busy growing a baby, and all!
That’s right…the hubs and I are super excited to add another baby to the mix. “Little Bit” is due in early December! I’m actually 12 weeks today….so to catch you up on the last few weeks…
The day after my birthday, April 8th, was a lazy Friday around here. We had a date night the night before, so after picking Clark up from my parents Friday morning, we came home to relax. Evans was in Charlotte working, so I took a rest while Clark was napping. I couldn’t fall asleep, and started thinking about having a baby. (Now…for several weeks before this, I had probably taken 3 or 4 pregnancy tests, all obviously with a negative). I figured, “What the heck?!?” and headed to the bathroom for another shot. When I came back 3 minutes later, I stood there in total shock….WHAT?!?! I guess I assumed it would be another negative.
It took me a few minutes to get over the shock, and then I thought, “How in the world am I going to tell Evans?” Last time he just got a scream from the bathroom, so this time I wanted to do something creative.
As soon as Clark woke up from his nap, we scooted over to Michael’s and grabbed a few things, rushed back home and got to work. I knew by the time we got back home that I only had about 30 minutes before Evans got home, so I started working quickly. Instead of a shirt that said “Big Brother,” Clark ended up with a shirt that said “Big Bro.” It still got the point across. Evans’ face was priceless when he walked in the door. We both cried, and then I decided I wanted some pizza….let the cravings begin!
Since then, we have had 3 ultrasounds. The doctor thought there may have been some complications in the beginning, but everything is a-okay now! We went for a check-up on Monday, and the baby was measuring 11 weeks and 5 days, right on track!
Our next visit is June 20th. It may be a little early, but the doctor said he would try to tell us the sex at that visit. If he couldn’t tell yet, we’ll definitely know in July!
So stay tuned…lots of exciting things coming soon!
That’s right…the hubs and I are super excited to add another baby to the mix. “Little Bit” is due in early December! I’m actually 12 weeks today….so to catch you up on the last few weeks…
The day after my birthday, April 8th, was a lazy Friday around here. We had a date night the night before, so after picking Clark up from my parents Friday morning, we came home to relax. Evans was in Charlotte working, so I took a rest while Clark was napping. I couldn’t fall asleep, and started thinking about having a baby. (Now…for several weeks before this, I had probably taken 3 or 4 pregnancy tests, all obviously with a negative). I figured, “What the heck?!?” and headed to the bathroom for another shot. When I came back 3 minutes later, I stood there in total shock….WHAT?!?! I guess I assumed it would be another negative.
It took me a few minutes to get over the shock, and then I thought, “How in the world am I going to tell Evans?” Last time he just got a scream from the bathroom, so this time I wanted to do something creative.
As soon as Clark woke up from his nap, we scooted over to Michael’s and grabbed a few things, rushed back home and got to work. I knew by the time we got back home that I only had about 30 minutes before Evans got home, so I started working quickly. Instead of a shirt that said “Big Brother,” Clark ended up with a shirt that said “Big Bro.” It still got the point across. Evans’ face was priceless when he walked in the door. We both cried, and then I decided I wanted some pizza….let the cravings begin!
Since then, we have had 3 ultrasounds. The doctor thought there may have been some complications in the beginning, but everything is a-okay now! We went for a check-up on Monday, and the baby was measuring 11 weeks and 5 days, right on track!
Our next visit is June 20th. It may be a little early, but the doctor said he would try to tell us the sex at that visit. If he couldn’t tell yet, we’ll definitely know in July!
So stay tuned…lots of exciting things coming soon!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
"Really, son?!?"
I have caught myself saying that lots lately. Especially since Clark seems to be getting into EVERYTHING these days!
Take for example Saturday morning…Evans and I were laying in the bed talking, and Clark was in the other room watching his new favorite cartoon, Jake and the Neverland Pirates. I could sing the whole intro song for you, but I won’t. Evans phone starts to ring, so he picks it up to see who is calling so early on a Saturday morning. It was a call from our house phone. What!?! Evans answers it, and receives a happy response from our son, “Hi, Daddy!” “Really, son?!?” We’re not even sure how he got to the phone, much less how he dialed Evans number!
Then yesterday, Clark and I went over to my Mom and Dad’s for a visit because Evans needed some peace and quiet to finish his work. We decided to take him on a walk, and he did such a good job walking around all the mud puddles. He explained that he couldn’t step in them, or he would get stuck. So I wasn’t worried when he walked up to another puddle and looked at it intently. I figured he would just look then walk around. Oh no. After starring it down, he jumped with all his might right into the middle of the puddle. “Really, son ?!?” Great!
And then today, we had to make a Target run. I love Target for so many reasons, Clark loves it for the popcorn. But, since we were making an early run (8:30 AM), I had to explain to him that it was too early for popcorn. Once that breakdown was under control, I quickly grabbed the things off my list, but was having trouble finding the lemon juice. I was walking around the food section, searching for lemon juice, which is on the juice aisle, duh, when I heard Clark say, “I so sorry, Mama.” I looked down to see that he had a handful of my new “All fired up” red nail polish. “Really, son?!?” Of course, I had just switched purses, and didn’t have any wipes, so I wiped off what I could with an old receipt, and made him hold his hand out until we got to the checkout.
Oh well, I’m sure this won’t be the end, and I have a feeling I’ll probably be saying, “Really, son?!?” until he’s an adult. Heck, I’ll probably be saying it when he’s an adult, too! At least he’s cute
Take for example Saturday morning…Evans and I were laying in the bed talking, and Clark was in the other room watching his new favorite cartoon, Jake and the Neverland Pirates. I could sing the whole intro song for you, but I won’t. Evans phone starts to ring, so he picks it up to see who is calling so early on a Saturday morning. It was a call from our house phone. What!?! Evans answers it, and receives a happy response from our son, “Hi, Daddy!” “Really, son?!?” We’re not even sure how he got to the phone, much less how he dialed Evans number!
Then yesterday, Clark and I went over to my Mom and Dad’s for a visit because Evans needed some peace and quiet to finish his work. We decided to take him on a walk, and he did such a good job walking around all the mud puddles. He explained that he couldn’t step in them, or he would get stuck. So I wasn’t worried when he walked up to another puddle and looked at it intently. I figured he would just look then walk around. Oh no. After starring it down, he jumped with all his might right into the middle of the puddle. “Really, son ?!?” Great!
And then today, we had to make a Target run. I love Target for so many reasons, Clark loves it for the popcorn. But, since we were making an early run (8:30 AM), I had to explain to him that it was too early for popcorn. Once that breakdown was under control, I quickly grabbed the things off my list, but was having trouble finding the lemon juice. I was walking around the food section, searching for lemon juice, which is on the juice aisle, duh, when I heard Clark say, “I so sorry, Mama.” I looked down to see that he had a handful of my new “All fired up” red nail polish. “Really, son?!?” Of course, I had just switched purses, and didn’t have any wipes, so I wiped off what I could with an old receipt, and made him hold his hand out until we got to the checkout.
Oh well, I’m sure this won’t be the end, and I have a feeling I’ll probably be saying, “Really, son?!?” until he’s an adult. Heck, I’ll probably be saying it when he’s an adult, too! At least he’s cute
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