Sleep monster

My brother often says "You can't blame the Frankenstein for what he does, it's the doctor's fault for creating him." Keeping that in mind I am fully aware that the sleep monster I have created is my own fault.

Jack was a colicky baby. How we made it through those first six weeks is a total blur. He also would not nurse. But I was determined to breast feed, so I would get up and give him a bottle and then pump so every feeding was about an hour awake or so. Luckily by three months he would nurse so that was no longer an issue. Although there were still plenty. He would wake up every time you would put him down and it would take forever to get him back to sleep. We tried the cry-it out. I am a wimp and couldn't do it. I even bought ear plugs, but after a hour and 45 minutes I decided he was just as stubborn as we were and it was just cruel. So I rocked him. I slept with him. I put him to sleep on the boppy.

By the time he was one and in the toddler room he was napping just fine at daycare. According to his teachers after lunch he would get down from his chair, go to his cot and lay right down and go to sleep. This was not the case at home, so I thought huh we'll try it. I put the baby mattress on the floor. I would lay next to him on it till he fell asleep and then sneak out. This worked for a little while. Then one time he walked into his closet, got confused and couldn't find his way out. He would roll out of bed and cry or wander the upstairs crying. So we quickly got a toddler bed. Have you ever seen a grown person trying to lay in a toddler bed? Have you ever tried to lay in a toddler bed? I don't recommend it. It was tough on us but it was even worse on Jack. It took a couple of weeks before I figured it out but he would wake up with bruises. He thrashed around the bed so much that he was bumping himself and that was what was waking him up. This just wasn't working. We had a queen size bed in the guest room so that was where Jack and I ended up most nights.

When we got pregnant with Ryan I decided that we might as well make the guest room Jack's room. We put the mattress on the bed and bought a toddler rail. He was probably one of the only two year old with a queen size bed. The hitch, we still have to lay with him until he falls asleep. At one point and time he would ONLY let me put him down. If Tom had to do it for what ever reason we had nothing but tears. Now, Daddy can also put him Na-night. He is two and a half and we are still laying with him till he falls asleep. We sneak out of bed and if he wakes up we lay back down. He says "Mommy I snuggle you," and wraps himself around me like a boa constrictor.

I know there are parents who lay their children down and walk out of the room and don't see them to morning. There are times I long for that. I figure he isn't going to do this forever-right? (I hope, it may be weird when he has friends over at 10 years old) Maybe I did create my little sleep monster. but he won't be little forever and I am sure there will come a time that he will pretend he doesn't know me instead of demanding to be snuggled.

Cereal....the magic potion

As a new mother many people suggest you give your baby cereal as if it was a magic potion. When you are having sleepless nights; well meaning, educated, loving individuals will tell you "Give them cereal."

I read an article when Jack was brand new that said that cereal too early did nothing, that it was linked to childhood obesity, and juvenile diabetes. Now as a person who always struggles/d with weight I did not want to do ANYTHING that would make my children fat so I waited. Jack was never overweight, in fact he was in the 25 percentile for weight. At about 4 months when a friend had asked why I hadn't started cereal I shared my reasoning. To which she responded "Shanny have you seen your son, he's starving! Give that kid some damn cereal." Needless to say we started solids shortly there after and he did just fine.

Fast forward to baby #2, being a good mother I try to keep up with research etc. I read several articles that suggest waiting until the baby is 4-6 months before starting solids and they recommend 6 months. So I was kind of riding the fence about it. My mom had stayed with us and she said "You need to give that baby cereal, he'll sleep better." I quickly told her what I had read and shared that I was going to talk to my pediatrician about it. When we went to the pediatrician she told me you could go ahead and start solids, give it a try, if he likes it fine. If not wait a little while and try again later. I decided that my mom and the fact that the pediatrician brought it up I should try the whole cereal thing. I bought the rice cereal and mixed the cardboard concoction and fed it to Ryan. Surprisingly he ate it, granted he likes food and it shows but most babies spit more of it out than eat it, most of it. Then he promptly passed out. I figured it was what he needed and again I must have been starving my baby. Then he spent the entire night screaming. I thought maybe it was a fluke so I did the cereal again the second night. Again he was up every 2 hours screaming, I was pissed. All these people talk about cereal being God's gift to babies and this is worse than I had it at week 1. Needless to say I made a call to the pediatrician and they said to not give him the cereal for a night and see how he does. HE WAS FINE!!! Thank you people but I am going to wait and for your information cereal is not a magic potion.

The sweetest thing

Yesterday Jack sat in my lap in the living room and he happened to notice our wedding pictures. This was our conversation.

"Mommy that you and Daddy." Jack said as he pointed at the pictures.
"Yep, that was at our wedding."
"You princess."
"Oh because of my dress, that's so nice."
"You B-utifull!! "
"Oh I love you!!"

This might have been one of the sweetest things I have ever heard!!

Toddler Translations

Mommy I not poopy = I most definitely am going poopy in my pants right now and there is nothing you can do about it.
I see it= I would like to hold it, touch it, and possibly break it.
I not sleepy= I am so overtired I am minutes from a complete meltdown so proceed with caution.
I promise= I will try real hard but it's quite possible it is going to happen again any minute.
I no like it= I am most definitely not eating this, most likely I will feed it to the dog, and again there is nothing you can do about it.
It's my turn= Meet my needs RIGHT now!
I show you = Please focus all attention on me RIGHT now!
It's my favorite = I like it awhole lot and don't even think of taking it away or me sharing it in any way shape or form.

and my son's new personal favorite: No girls, only boys = You mommy are not allowed to touch it,do it,look at it, etc.

The Potty Pirate

Arrrghhh....Blimey, teaching ye little ones is enough to make a Captain want to drink ye self sick with grog or take a trip to Davey Jones Locker.

Yesterday was day 2 of the "Potty Project". The morning started out fantastic, Jack woke up by going to the bathroom right away. He ate breakfast and then of course when I tried to get him dressed he did his typical "Nudie Dudie" dance and ran from me. I decided FINE~ don't get dressed. He then was asking for a pull-up so I was pretty sure he had to poop. So I made him walk around naked. Well he must have been afraid I would make him walk the plank because he eventually pooped on the potty. I was stoked. He stayed dry through nap. But from 4:00 P.M. to 5:00 he managed to pee on my carpet twice, the couch, the hard wood floor, and his train table. Needless to say, I was excited to have back up. The evening ended okay.

On a side note, my favorite thing he said yesterday was a run on sentence of sorts. A two year olds mind runs rampant. He often jumps from one topic to the next. Everyday I ask Tom and Jack "Did you have a good day?" So "Have good day." has become one of Jack's sayings. He also because of potty training has been constantly fiddling with his pee-pee. As he stood before me naked he said "I touch my pee-pee, have a good day, I go work......" Well I am sure for some people they have a good day if they touch their pee-pee too.

This morning Jack did not seem to excited about potty training. He did go potty though and then promptly said "I get sticker." Yep....we followed the same procedure. He generally has his BM about 15 minutes after he eats so I got him undressed. I had him sit on the potty, he peed but no poopy. He asked for a pull-up but I told him after you get dressed. Needless to say it was taking a while. I wanted to shower so I put the potty chair in the living room in front of Dora and the other potty chair in my bedroom in front of Dora.
"If you have to go poopy, sit on the potty. Okay? Where does poopy go?"
"In da potteee. Otay Mommy."
I went upstairs to shower. When I came out Jack was in my bedroom. I asked him "Did the poopy come yet?" "Nope" I made him sit on the potty and it still didn't come so I thought maybe he didn't need to poop so I got him dressed. When we eventually went back downstairs it took me a little while but then I finally noticed it....The poopy was on my hard wood floor.
"Jack did you go poopy on Mommy's floor?"
"Uh huh."
" Where does the poopy go?"
"In da-potteeee"
"Why didn't you tell Mommy?"
" I don know."

Fast forward to leaving the house. I try to convince Jack to put on a pull-up just in case but he insisted on wearing his Superman underwear. So I let him. As we were pulling out of my sister in laws he said "Mommy I not go poopy." I asked him if he had to go and he assured me he did not. We got to Costco and I go to get him out and he was soaked. I quickly reviewed the concept of where pee-pee goes and then quickly changed his clothes and put on a pull-up. When we left I didn't think to check his car seat. When we got out at Kohl's he was soaked. I grabbed a pair of shorts and walked to the customer service and paid for the new shorts and into the bathroom we went. I changed the shorts and then promptly put my son on the potty. Well apparently he really had to go and the stream was pretty powerful. He didn't have it pushed down quite far enough. Well those brand new dry shorts quickly became wet pee-pee covered shorts. I took a deep breath wiped them with a wet paper towel. We went back into the store grabbed 3 more pairs of shorts (they were the nylon gym shorts and they were $4.00) finished my shopping and then checked out. Got to the car and changed our clothes AGAIN, sat on an extra t-shirt and headed home. Needless to say the evening went a LITTLE more smoothly. =)

Potty Party

So in hopes of trying to get Jack potty trained I read the book "How to Potty Train Your Child in One Day". The book is a very practical guide of how to do it, with ideas, tips, etc. Needless to say it consists of having a "Potty Party" which in toddler understanding it means FUN. You spend the morning teaching a baby doll how to use the potty, reading potty books, videos, etc along with playing with your child. The book suggests a theme and the games and treats all reflect your theme. At lunchtime you have a BIG KID celebration for the doll and then in the afternoon you basically repeat the process with your child. At the end of the day you take it on the road for your child's BIG KID celebration.

I bought the Potty Scotty doll the book recommends. Potty Scotty is blond with a mullet of sorts. You feed him water and it fills his leg. Yes his leg. When you then make Scotty sit down he urinates out of his uncircumcised penis. He is anatomically correct, he even has wrinkles on his sack. The problem with Scotty is if you move his leg in ANY way he leaks, pees, etc. Part of the process is to have the child feel Scotty's underwear to feel what dry underwear feels like....because of Scotty's constant leaking it doesn't feel dry too often. Luckily Jack didn't seem to notice to much. I guess after peeing in your pants for two and a half years there are various stages of dry. Scotty's leaking didn't seem to bad. =)

Saturday morning we started Captain Jack's Pirate Potty Party. The bathroom was labeled the "poop deck" the couch was the "Captain's Quarter's" and the kitchen was the "Galley". We had pirate wear including eye patches, hooks, hat, and swords. Tom's tool box was turned into a treasure chest. Our Pirate Potty treats included gummy words, gold fish, and m& m's. We played walk the plank, cannon ball pop, and treasure hunt. We decorated the bathroom with streamers (which was a big hit). Every time we went into the bathroom Jack would laugh with delight "STREAMERS!" I had four potty books and two potty videos. A potty chart with stickers for Jack and Scotty. We were set. All in all it went very well. Jack was excited about Scotty going potty and every time Scotty had to go so did Jack. (The books says not to force your child but I figured hey...if he wants to why not) The only accident in the morning was a poopy. The poor baby had sat on the potty for three books, three songs and flashcards when he said "Mommy I tried." So I said okay, well let me know if you have to go again. So a little while later while he was playing he said "Mommy I go poopy" Needless to say we were already in process. We took Scotty to McDonalds for lunch, which was a treat. After eating I suggested we take Scotty potty. I whipped out the fold able Diego potty seat for Scotty and Jack insisted he go first- Naturally! Both Jack and Scotty successfully pottied at McD's. We came home for a nap.

Believe me we needed it. I was exhausted. We had planned Jack's big kid celebration for 5:30 at Chucky Cheese. Jack napped from 1:30-3:30. He stayed dry during nap. Got up and we continued. Daddy and Ryan came home and he showed Daddy how to use the potty. We then took the show on the road. We got to Chucky Cheese , where he had never been before, and he was mesmerized. Unfortunately he was so enthralled he had his first pee accident. You could tell he was heart broken. So we changed our clothes. It went okay, Mommy made a mistake and didn't pull his pants down far enough one time so he had to change. Needless to say we changed twice at Chucky's before we went to a pull up. To top the cake off, he went home with Grammy and Papa and his cousins. He did pretty good at Grammy and Papa's with the only accident again being a poopy.

All in all it was worth the time and energy....we are working on it. Today is day 3 of underwear and so far so good. Stay tuned for potty posts. =)

Musings of a Mommy

So I think that my oldest may be getting a touch of sibling rivalry. Whenever we are talking to, holding, etc his younger brother he has to insert himself completely into Ryan's face or our faces. While I don't want him to feel left out I have a thing about personal space. I am not a fan of "close talkers" and that is precisely what Jack has been doing. Not sure what to do about it...

I have been reading books on parenting. It suggested asking them if they understand instead of chance to say NO. So I tried it...it works but the book never said what to do when they do say NO. Especially when it is something you know they understand-like pick up your toys.

The things Jack has been saying lately that humor me

• watch me, you watch me
• no monsters in der?
• I'm (fill in the blank: fireman, superman, etc) you (fill in the blank)
• That's my favorite
• You my friend? He's my friend.
• My broder sleeping, bit, (which means spit up....I kept tell him Ryan can't bite yet) crying, etc.

Ryan is growing like a weed. He is not even four months yet and he is starting to bust out of 6 month clothes. He also has so many fat rolls in his chin he has what can only be called a diaper rash between the rolls. =( He is starting to coo and laugh constantly which is so fun to watch. He is so good natured.

All in all I am feeling completely blessed.

7-12 Thing that are cute and funny now

May not be as funny or cute in 10-15 years.

We have several close friends that their children are close in age to Jack and Ryan. We have spent tons of time together with the kids and they play very well together and they in turn are pretty close. This past weekend we found ourselves laughing because we realized these children will be life-long friends and these behaviors may not be funny later.

• They take baths together, all six of them have seen each other naked multiple times. After bath they partake in streaking through my house.
• Being helpful Jack and Alex tried to catch a naked Andi and hold her so she could get her diaper on.
• Jack was lifting Anderson's shirt to kiss her belly, then Anders on lifted her own shirt so he could kiss her belly.
• I was defending Jack because he was kissing and hugging all his friends and they were tired so they were getting tired. Tom yelled at Jack and I said "He is just being affectionate." I was reminded by our friends that when Jack is a teenager and I walk in on him with his friends he may try to use "I was just being affectionate."

Needless to say they keep us entertained.

another day in the neighborhood -7-10

So we are currently in the midst of potty training. So there is a lot of talking about potty going on.

The last night Tom and Jack were in the bathroom. Jack had been in a pull up and doing pretty well. From the bathroom I overhear this conversation.

Poo-poo goes in the potty! Not in your pants, not on the floor! In the potty!!. Tom
Poo-poo goes in the potty?? ~Jack
That's right, poo-poo potty. Not pants, not floor. Where does poo-poo go?
Poo-poo goes in the potty.

It's Friday night and we are hanging out at home. I have been with the boys all day and been a good mom, we went to the park and the mall, and I played with them all day so I am currently being hands off while Daddy takes point. Meanwhile I cannot help laughing.

Tom is playing with the dog and the rope, he accidentally pops Ryan in the face. Ryan immediately begins screaming. Jack goes over to the dog and preceeds to tell her
"NOT NICE CASEY, you go Time out."

7-8

A pretty typical day, Jack went to daycare so Ryan and I got to sleep in. Which was very enjoyable. I took time to enjoy my little guy....boy is he growing and way too fast.

Jack's priceless moment was to wave a broom like a sword and say "Daddy you go sleepy now!"

More moments of motherhood

As I read through my parent’s magazine there was a snippet where they suggested writing down daily memories because your children grow up too fast and the things they say are precious etc...

In college I had a book that I wrote down the date and funny things people said so this idea was definitely something I was interested in. I figured rather than buy a journal (which I may still do) this was as good a place as any to log those Memories/moments.

6/22 My mom and I were taking the boys to my grandma's. I began singing along with the song. Mom and Jack were too. Jack announces "NOT you Mommy, only me and Shorty." My mother of course busts out laughing hysterically because when I was Jack's age I was a complete beast and would not let my mother or Grandmother sing to me. Apparently there is karma.
6/23 Jack decided fresh strawberries were the best and didn't mind if they were washed.
6/29 We take Uncle Tim to the airport for him to fly home to Florida. It was a long weekend and Jack fell asleep before we got to the airport so he did not get to say goodbye. He woke up when we were almost at the mall "Where Tim go?" I proceeded to tell him that Uncle Tim got on the airplane to go back to Florida. Jack began bawling...."I want him, Tim come back, no go Florida, etc." He seriously cried for about 15-20 minutes. Once we got to the mall we were doing some shopping when I got a phone call. Uncle Tim missed his flight. Great now he is going to think he can throw a fit and Uncle Tim will come back at any time. =)
6/30 On our way to the smokey mountains, or "MOKEY MnTains" Jack calls from the backseat I GO POTTY. Then promptly says I need fresh diaper...ya think?
7/1 Ryan earns the nickname Possum. Literally every time we lay him down to sleep he opens up those big BLUE eyes and smiles.
7/2 My sons take after their father. Jack "tooted" today and laughed. Ryan got laid down to sleep, of which he promptly woke up, smiled, lifted his leg and ripped a MAN fart. Yep, the apple doesn't fall very far from the tree.
7/6 My boss asked me to come in and help with a master schedule. He told me that it was fine to bring the boys. So I did. As we are discussing school business, Jack announces I go poop, not once but about three different times. Professional huh?
7/7 Today I had to take the boys to the pediatrician. They both had ear infections which made for AWESOME moods on every bodies part. Let me tell you days like today make me realize why some animals eat their young. The cute thing was as Jack tried to play with the equipment in the doctor’s office, he told me "Not you Mommy, only doctors, not me, only doctors." Yes Jack that is right, as you pull out the stirrups that women love to put their legs in.

Moments of motherhood

Being a mom has taken a hold of EVERYTHING and there are things I have neglected, like excercise, cleaning, adult conversation, sleep, sometimes a shower....and blogging. =) Thanks to a very special cousin/friend and friend to make more of an effort for those things. Plus nobody likes me when I smell and I'm tired. =) Thus tonights post.....

Living with a two year old is entertaining. He has given us several gems lately that I am sure we will remind him of when he is older.

I am currently breastfeeding his younger brother. Now we have tried to explain that to him, he just doesn't get it. He insists that his brother is eating my arm and when ever Ryan is done eating he will innocently say "You arm empty?"

He was playing with his Joseph, Mary and Baby Jesus (who had just been released from the prison of bad toys...on top of the refrigerator, that is another whole story.) I was busy trying to do things without his "help." When I heard him say "Time out Joseph." I came back down stairs and Joseph was sitting on the naughty step. "Is Joseph in timeout?" Jack nodded emphatically. "What did he do?" I asked. "He pushd Baby Jesus." Well enough said....

I was busy in the kitchen when I noticed Jack had Ryan's bottle in his mouth. Ryan had drank all but about a 1/2 an ounce. I asked him if he was drinking Ryan's bottle. He said yep! I said "You did?" somewhat surprised. He smiles and says "It's yummy!" - I'm thinking it was hard enough to wean this kid the first time, the last thing I need is him stealing breast milk from his baby brother. =)

Tonight we were on our way home and he calls "Mommy" from the backseat. I turned around and his face is beat red and in his deepest most strained monster like voice he says "I go POTTY!" While laughing I asked you have to go or you did? He answers-shocker- "I did!" I preceed to laugh and then when I finally catch my breath I said "sh&%" Tom responds with "exactly" and Jack says "sure"

At least there is never a dull moment. =)

Things I love

I had a dentist appointment the other day. After I was leaving I realized:

I love all the typical thing that people love like my family, friends, blah, blah, blah, but there are also a bunch of completely random things that make me happy!!

I love the feeling of clean teeth, I mean really clean...dentist clean, teeth.
I love getting a haircut, color, etc. You look better than any time you ever do your hair yourself.
I love the feeling of cold sheets and the smell of clean sheets
I love new socks!
I love slurpees. I once swore if I ever one the lottery the first thing I would buy would be a slurpee machine. I don't know if it would still be the first thing but it would be in the top 10.
I love chewing ice
I love shamrock shakes, they only make them in March so that is the only time I can have them and I DO induldge! =)
I love a really good laugh-for me that is the kind that I stop breathing, snort, and gasp for air.
I love having a clean house...especially if I didn't clean it.
I love sleeping in!!

The list could go on and on but for now this crazy girl is done. =)

Random musings

So I have to apologize to my "readers" =) I thought you would all laugh at me and how ridiculous I am in the department of mommy-hood. Apparently I grossed most of you out. So sorry!

On other topics, I spent $10 at the gas station the week of conferences. I loaded up with various candies to get me through..plus I didn't know what I wanted. In my top desk drawer I had two snickers bars, one with almonds, one regular, a package of oreos, a dove bar, and some skittles. (There used to be peanut M& M's and junior mints too but I ate those.) Today I went to tap into my stash and the snickers and oreos were GONE!!! Now I know I didn't eat them and I know a mouse was not that picky. Why would you mess with a pregnant ladies goodies?? Have you no heart?

Adventures in potty training

Those who know me, know I have a pretty weak gag reflex. Some of my friends in particular enjoyed watching shows like Fear factor with me because they are so humored by my gagging. I am the type that gets a contact "puke", now with that being said I start the adventures in potty training.

My son showed an early interest in potty training, we were all about it, especially with a new baby on the way. We immediately bought the potty seat that sits on the regular toilet. That way I didn't have to clean it out, look at it, etc... He wasn't quite as interested. My husband commented that he thought we needed the traditional potty seat, offering to do all the cleaning of the potty. I agreed and we bought the "gross" kiddie potty..although it plays music and looks like a king's throne. Since Jack has really taken offf...literally. He asks to go potty constantly and takes his own pants and diaper off FREQUENTLY. He has had quite a bit of success but we still don't have the timing down just right.

This weekend we had friends over helping to build our basement. Jack said "Potty mommy," So I took him in. Immediatley it was stinky and I thought it was left-overs from someone else's trip, so I lit a candle. Well eventually Jack stood up and saw the "UCKKY" in his potty. I immediatley began attempting to wipe him...he would not stand still because he wanted to get away from the uckky. Well that made two of us, but the more I wiped the more that came. I immediatley began gagging as I was trying to clean up my son and scream "Jack stand still." My friends in the living room began cracking up. (Now another fun thing about me is when people laugh it tends to make me laugh...harder) I shouted stop "I'll pee my pants." Well that set them off, needless to say that ended with Leslie finishing getting Jack together and me running to the next bathroom.

Today I stayed home with Jack because he has the cough from hell. Shortly after he ate he said "Mommy poopy." So into the bathroom we went. He sat on the toilet for a while and nothing, suddenly he stood up and two very solid little turds fell out. I quickly made him sit back down....he was saying "Ewww" all the while. Meanwhile the rest of his waste started coming out while he kept standing and I kept trying to sit him back down. He would not stand in the bathroom for me to wipe him up and I really couldn't stand it either since it was all over the seat at this point, so I was gagging and Jack was headed up the stairs with an un-clean bottom. Well it hit me and I began to puke, I didn't want to puke on the stairs or carpet so I ran back into the bathroom. Meanwhile Jack sits down on the stairs and begins to cry. I come out, make him stand up and navigate around the "stair" I get him upstairs and clean him up and put on a diaper. Meanwhile Tom wakes up.

"Honey....Jack went potty, I puked, and there is a mess downstairs on his potty and on the stairs." Needless to say I am a lucky woman because he took care of the rest of the mishaps.

I don't know how much more of this I can take. =)

Career choice

Sometimes I question my career choice. I enjoy teaching but .........there are days that McDonalds or Walmart are looking pretty good.

I can tolerate dumb but lazy infuriates me.
If you don't get it I will help you but don't just put stupid things to be done. THINK!!!

Random musings

Okay I should probably change the name to random musings of a crazy lady since this is what my blogs always seem to be but it is theraputic in a warped way.

I enjoy making students cry. I am not sure why. It is sick and twisted. I was a kid that cried (well I still am) at the drop of a hat. But as a teacher when they do something naughty it gives me such satisifaction to see the tears.

A student was walking up the stairs. She is rather large...shrek like if you will....and in a class for emotional impairments so she is special. Her entire booty was hanging out the top of her pants. Luckily it was covered by a t-shirt. I commented to pull your pants up. Then I got a look at the front..... Have you ever tried on a pair of pants that were tight in the legs but you got them up but there was NO way in the WORLD they were going to get zipped or buttoned? Well that was the issue with this child's pants. They were hanging wide open in the front, then looking at the legs I am not sure how she got into them...now I understand why were were hanging out the back. As I am making all these observations she comments to me "Is you pregnant?"
Smiling "Yes I am." I guess she was making observations too. =)

February is the longest month of the year. I don't care if it is the shortest one in days , it seems long!!! I hate the programs that are crammed down our throats in February and I hate the weather. I want spring!!

Today we were given numbers at school for a fun valentines day activity. I think my number was rigged and that is all that I am saying. =)

Mondays

I am not a big fan of Mondays. The weekends go super quick no matter what, you drag your butt in and there you go...Whoo-hoo

This is how my morning started at about 4:30.
"Mama, Mama!"
I walk into my darling son's room. "What's wrong baby?"
"Be-be go?" (Which is Jack for my binky fell out of my mouth and I would now like it)
I turned on the lamp, "Look for it while mommy goes potty." Because now the very first thing I have to do upon waking up is pee like a race horse.
"No!!! and the screaming crying begins."
I go take care of business and go back into Jack's room.
I lay down with him and promptly find be-be and hand it to him.
"Mama snuggle! " I was commanded
So I snuggle in ready to catch a few more zzz's when I realize the bed is wet and so are Jack's pajamas.
I promptly explain and we quickly go change our diaper which was acceptable. However he did NOT want to take his pajamas off. That was when the screaming started and continued the entire time I got him re-dressed. Then he was more upset when we did not go back to "Jack's bed" and he wanted nothing to do with "daddy's bed or daddy".

Needless to say it was quite the process. However I did get to work a little early for a change. I am afriad my dislike for Monday's might be genetic because my son sure didn't seem in the mood this morning either. =)

Manic Monday

As I type this my living room and kitchen is still filled with smoke. My husband woke me up this morning at 6:00. I have to leave my house by 6:20 at the LATEST in order to get to work on time. I got into my car at 6:28 and of course was late...as I walked into school I hummed just "Another Manic Monday." That was my theme for the day....

I did not seem to be alone, several of my friends seemed to be having one of those days too.

When I got home Tom asked what I wanted for dinner. I have entered the third trimester which does weird things to the appetite, I eat because I have to but generally nothing really sounds good to me. Tom was starving. "How about the popcorn shrimp?"
"Ummm not for me but go ahead, I think I am going to have a grilled peanut butter."
While fixing dinner I completely inhaled a whole bag of grapes. Tom decided to fry his shrimp because it would be faster. Upon putting the shrimp in the pan it turned completely BLACK and filled the kitchen with smoke. Then it melted the spoon he was using, I mean MELTED. I managed to burn one grilled peanut butter so take two. The second sandwich snapped the spatula in half. Needless to say we should have ordered a pizza.

I am glad that this Monday is coming to an end. =)

Random musings of a crazy woman

My mind this morning is spinning like a top but not neccessarrily about anything in particular. So I decided to blog...plus it sounds like more fun that working on the MOUND of stuff that I have to do on my desk.

• It's Friday! TGIF, it has been a LONG week. Granted we didn't have school on Monday but it was a long week.
• Sleeping, I do very little of it, lately. Partly because I can't get comfortable and the other part is I am up constantly to pee. I also am I "hot" sleeper normally. Now that Duece is cooking right along I am getting hotter and hotter. To accomodate for this I have become a bed hopper. I literally change beds throughout the night looking for cold sheets. Once I am in a cold bed, I'm out for a little while. This may be putting a small damper on my marriage....or at least my husband's favorite part of the marriage but hey what's a girl going to do. Plus as much as I love snuggling it's way more comfortable to have a bed to yourself.
• A good friend is our school social worker. We always joke that some people think that she does nothing but get mannie's and pedi's all day. As a special education teacher, I have realized that some people think that of me. That or they think I have the kids coloring, sorting crayons, making pot-holders and licking paste. ---- Just for references I do try to teach. I realize that they may not learn a lot, it may not be quality, but damn it we're trying. =)
• Keeping my pants up. As my "many" readers know I have trouble keeping my pants up. Some will say it is because I have no butt. I guess I agree. I had to buy a new pair of maternity jeans because my jeans from when I was pregnant with Jack will NOT stay up to save my life. These new ones were perfect. So I bought a second pair, EXACTLY the same!!!! And you know what?? They will not stay up!!!!! When does a girl get a break?

I suppose I should get to work now. Oh and by the way, my oldest child made another train extravaganza last night.

Little boys

I love my husband but sometimes he is like a little kid. Case in point ...this is what he did after Jack went to bed. I am not going to have two boys I have three!