Saturday, January 29, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Kayleigh has been throwing her food on the floor, when she is finished, for as long as I can remember. She is two now and is old enough to know better. We have been working with “all done” and setting her things to the side when she is finished. When that fails, I have been making her clean up the mess when time permits. These seemed to have almost put a stop to the food/dish/cup/utensil throwing (for a day or two at a time at least). She has started again, with a new twist. Now when she has eaten all that she wants, she will throw everything on the floor and promptly yell a variation of “KAYLEIGH”, “Kayleigh, uh oh”, or my favorite “Kayleigh, NO!” She will then keep repeating it until I address the situation. The first time she did it I couldn’t help but laugh. You know you have been there, when you know the last thing you should be doing is laughing at a disciplinary situation but you can’t help it. Well yeah, now she does it and smiles looking for her daddy or me to start laughing. She reminds me a lot of my sister in that regard. All she had to do was get my mom to laugh when she was in trouble and she was off the hook. Kayleigh is taking after Aunt Shawna. ;)
On the positive side, it seems she is finally gaining a sense of self which is one of her areas of delay. She is loving school. Her vocabulary is picking up like crazy. She is addressing her brother by name, which is something new. It’s so cute to hear her say “Ashton”. Don’t ask her to say frog though….it totally sounds like another four letter word that begins with the letter “F”. YIKES!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
What do cows, baby birds and flies have in common? Vomit…I don’t do vomit, plain and simple. I hate it, despise it…I will do anything in my power not to myself, no matter how sick I feel. The whole “puke, you will feel better” uhhh, NO … Alka-Seltzer, please? What’s worse than your own? Cleaning someone else’s, yes that includes my flesh and blood. It may sound strange, but I would much rather clean up anything else the kids can possibly come up with. I do realize that this aversion may stem from the childhood trauma of having to clean up my own puke when I was sick. My mom couldn’t handle cleaning it but I don’t blame her one bit….now. Although, it seems as though she can clean the grandkids puke all day long…how fair is that?
Anyway, there are obviously times where I have to put on my “big girl panties” and deal. Last night was one of those times. Who doesn’t love 2am puke clean up? You see, Ashton has a very VERY sensitive gag reflex. Even the slightest runny nose causes him to have coughing fits which usually result in gagging and vomiting. FUN STUFF let me tell you. So, I enter his room at about 2am to find a half asleep little boy practically laying in the results of his latest coughing fit. He takes me coming into his room as a cue that it’s time to get ready for school. He groggily exits his room and goes to sit in his chair in the kitchen, patiently waiting for his breakfast. That at least gave me time to strip his bed and replace his sheets and blankets; then came the sponge bath, clean diaper and clean Pj’s. On a positive note, I am so glad he was able to fall back asleep fairly quickly once he realized it wasn’t time for school yet.
Good Riddance! I hope I don’t hear from you again for a very long time.
Monday, January 17, 2011
After a week of non-snowy snow days, broken routines, grumpy children, a traffic ticket and stress all around; I am ready to start my week fresh. However, I would like to petition that winter be over this year. Who would I take that up with? I am done with ice, snow and cancelled school. Last week made me realize a huge change that I need in my life, STAT!
Every parent knows how hard it is to get that coveted “time”, when you have kids constantly demanding every last ounce of your time and undivided attention. By time . . . I’m talking about rejuvenation time, quiet time, alone time, personal time, self-care time . . . “ME-TIME”! I have recently decided that I need to start having “me-time”.
God, that sounds so selfish. I hate to admit it, but there are days I don’t even get a freaking shower. Everyone needs “me-time”, I am not going to mope and get all emotional or feel guilty for not spending every last second with my children. I am going to accept any offers to watch the children from their father or any other competent caring creature. Even if I am just sitting alone in my bathtub soaking in the warm bubbly water with a good book, by God I am getting some “me-time”.
Friday, January 7, 2011
I would like to start by saying I despise cooking. It is probably mainly due to the fact that I suck at it and have absolutely no imagination when it pertains to cooking. My mom always gave the cooking lessons to my sister, who I will be the first to tell you, is an excellent cook just like mom is. I can, however, follow a simple recipe as well as make routine things that are somewhat edible.
For last night’s dinner, I tried something that I had never attempted before. No, it’s not just the fact that I cooked (although surprising)! Most of you chef type mothers out there will probably just roll your eyes BUT, this is an accomplishment for me. Granted, it was a meal in a slow cooker…go ahead laugh. You have to start somewhere, right? I made vegetable beef stew without a recipe and it was more than edible…it was delicious!! I still hate cooking, don’t get me wrong…I just don’t suck at it as much as I thought I did.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
On a more serious note, yesterday morning my baby girl did something I had never seen her do. She was flipping through one of my magazines on the couch beside me and turned to a page with an advertisement on it. The price of the item was $24.99 in somewhat large print. She pointed to the 2 and said…”twooooo” (awe cute, what a cute coincidence) then pointed to the 4…”fowwee” (Is it possible? No way…crazy coincidence) then was the “Nyeeee”. Ok, this girl might really know her numbers. I didn’t have the time to really test that, as I had to get her to school. However, as soon as she woke up from her afternoon nap, I broke out the flash cards. I will note that these are the same exact flash cards that I use with Ashton, the same cards that she has cried and screamed about every single time I try and use them with her. This time she not only enjoyed our flash card session, but correctly identified every single number 1-10 in sequence first then out of sequence. It was not a fluke; she can not only count but can correctly identify numbers 1-10. I am so proud of my counting queen, Kayleigh Von Count. =)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
...Winter Break AND my baby's first day. Is there a T-shirt that comes with that? ;)
I woke up this morning (after a coffee IV) with a feeling of accomplishment. Breaks from school, or any routine activity, are always a bit of a challenge for Ashton. He thrives on routine and when that gets disrupted there is fun for all...and by fun I mean like the joy of sticking a hot poker in my eye, ok maybe not THAT bad. However, after grabbing my morning cup of coffee and waking up by reading status updates on Facebook (my daily "feeling" of connecting with the adult world)...I see many mothers posting about how much they are going to miss their kids after winter break. REALLY? Deep down there has to be some sort of rejoicing, right? Maybe I am just a bad person but I was happy that my little buddy was going back to school. While he was eating breakfast all messy haired and groggy eyed, I caught a little smirk on his adorable face. He was nothing but cooperative this morning and got so excited when it was time to get dressed. It turns out we were both happy winter break was finally over.
Kayleigh on the other hand was rather ticked off when her beauty sleep got interrupted at 7:15am this morning. My little princess is used to waking up on her own terms. She was crabby and didn't want to eat, didn't want to dress...didn't want to do anything!! However, by the time we had pulled up to the school, she had had time to wake up. She was all bright eyed, bushy tailed (never really got that analogy..but anyway) and ready for her day when we got out of the car. I was so proud of my little girl as she took the teacher's hand and walked with her down that long hallway, not even taking a second glance back at me. I felt the tears building as I rushed out of the school hoping to at least make it to my car before I fell to pieces. I did thankfully, but lost it at that point. All the worries rushed to mind as I drove away from the school parking lot. A special heartfelt "thank you" to the special people who were there for me today. It really meant a lot.
The couple hours seemed to fly by and before I knew it I was back at the school picking up my little munchkin. That little punkface walked right past me when I went to hug her as the teacher brought her out of the building. She had a really good day according to her teacher and for that I am thankful. So guys, I did it. I made it through today with only a little self-pity and crying. HA!
***Side note..yes its 3am. I awoke to some heavy snoring and couldn’t for the life of me, fall back asleep (I seriously think I may have some sleeping issues lol). Off to try and sleep for the last couple possible hours. Wish me luck!***
Saturday, January 1, 2011
I am starting my 2011 blogging. Why on earth would I do that?? Well, I have thought about doing this for some time now as a journal type therapy and have recently found some pretty awesome blogs that have inspired and encouraged me. If there is a chance I can possibly do that for someone, I am all for it. Warning, I'm not perfect...my parenting is far from it. I don't claim to know everything, but I am learning more every single day. This is my journey; the good and bad, tears and joy. Welcome to my blog!