This is the Song that Never Ends...

So I've been dealing with a child with a low grade fever for 2 days, one which included me resorting to the Ktan as I was not allowed to put her down, and I've had to go to work at 5pm as well and last night I made half the money of everyone else despite being the 2nd to last person there due to a party of ten only being a party of 5 that also decided not to order anything and left without paying for their drinks, which is great because I won't be working next week as I'll be out of town visiting a friend and (hopefully) her new baby and won't be making any money to hopefully make up for it and in addition to that I've been worried about Sam's fever because of the traveling and today at noon it spiked to 102.8 and I decided to take her in to the doctor, which I was really hoping to avoid for a few more weeks as we do not have any insurance right now because they are doing every health background check possible on her due to all the medical testing done last year, and I make roughly $500/mo too much to qualify for medicare (but maybe not this month with the luck I've been having) but thankfully we have some money saved up so I took her in and on the drive there I cranked up the radio just so I didn't have to hear the random intervals of a baby screaming (because she was done with her drink/baby/snack/mittens) and baby calling out "Mommy!Mommy!Mommy!Mommy!"- simply because- all the way to the doctors office which was another experience in itself as she is usually an angel, but I guess she's a gremlin and because I gave her some water she chose to sweat out the excess fluids in her body whilst throwing the mother of all fits while the doc looked her over, but the good news is that it's viral and should be gone by Monday (which is just in time for me to be able to finish all my school work before we leave) and so we ended up owing $90 for the doc to tell me there's nothing they can do more than what I was already doing and I walk up to the window to pay in my un-showered/brushed/fed glory, take out my checkbook and the receptionist tells me there is a $110 credit on the account, so we don't owe anything.

End sentence.

Commence tears.

Locks of Love

Close,

But no cigar.

When Duty Calls

I don't know how I'll ever be able to go back to an 8-4 job. Having to wake up, be ready for the day and form complete thoughts by 7:30am seems impossible right now. (I guess working 4 evening shifts a week might affect that a little too, but still!)

Every morning Sam wakes up between 6-7. Lucky for me, when daddy is awake, he's awake. Even if he's still tired. I'm still trying to understand the whole "I'm tired but can't sleep" thing he keeps telling me about.

In the mean time, I just make ask him to go get her. He dutifully gets up, changes her diaper, mixes her morning drink and brings her to me. I then lay in bed, dozing in and out of sleep while she watches several a couple of movies, occasionally naming parts of my face for me using her ice cold fingers to clarify exactly which feature she's talking about.

A few seconds before the credits start to roll, she asks for "more" until I wake up enough to holler "Jer!" for him to swap out the DVD's.

The other day Jer wasn't feeling well, so when she asked for "more" I rolled over to get out of bed and swap them myself. As I stumbled walked over, Sam decided to assist me and hollered out, clear as a bell,

"JER!"

TMI Day 3

Warning: this is a post about potty training! If talk of #1's and 2's bother you, or you think it's a silly thing to blog about, come back for another post.

1/12
8:00 diaper free

8:45-9, lots of potty dancing and positioning, but dry thus far.

9:30-9:35 lots of #1’s on the floor. Tantrum on the potty chair, but success in the end

9:35-12:15 lots of little #1’s on the floor. She has 10 oz of liquid in her and is NOT letting it go without a fight.

12:20 diaper on for a nap

1:00 woke up with a #2, but dry otherwise

I’m very frustrated at this point as I’m not getting washed/dressed/fed or any of the mounting laundry done, and nothing is getting put away. And my patience has run out.

2:35 she just gulped down 8 oz of water. I decide to give her her space. Within seconds I hear “Potty...(splash)...potty...(splash)” At least she knows what it’s called now, right?

2:48 #1 on my lap! I sit her on her the potty chair and say “No! we pee pee on the potty. Not on the floor.” To which she responds, “Mommy.” That’s right dear, or on mommy.

2:52 “Wa-wa (splash)” SERIOUSLY?! “PEE PEE ON THE POTTY!” I say ever so sweetly. To which she responds just as sweetly, “MORE (yogurt)!” I walk away, exasperated, to get the clean up stuff, come back and she stands up from the chair- and it’s full!!! “Wa-wa,” she tells me. “No sweety! That’s pee pee!” and I celebrate. She asks for more yogurt. I give her a cookie.

3:20 Showered and fully dressed (and diapered) baby. The diaper pile is just too high and stinks, I’ve got to return books to the library, and I’m pretty sure 3 more diaper free hours are not going to make an epiphany happen.

4:30 diaper hasn’t even been on for 30 minutes and it’s FULL. And leaking.

I don’t like failure. So, let’s just call this little experience chapter one; Introduction to Potty Training. We’ll continue the training at a later date...say, April or May?

In the mean time, underwear has a few other handy uses.

TMI Day 2

Warning: this is a post about potty training! If talk of #1's and 2's bother you, or you think it's a silly thing to blog about, come back for another post.

Ok, yes, this is a day late, but we couldn't find the camera cable. Better late then never!

1/11
6:15 Baby woke up with #2

8:00 Diaper free again

8:30 #1 on the floor- but she at least squatted this time!

8:45 the rest of previous #1 on the floor. This time mommy was a little firmer with the “Pee Pee on the potty” and baby actually sat on the potty for a minute, instead of protesting and immediately jumping off.

8:50 look over to see this
we read books while she did so for 10 minutes

9:05 while sitting on a pillow baby is reading a book and says “WAWA!!” within seconds, pointed to where she is sitting. Yes, that’s water on the pillow, thank you baby. Where is all this liquid coming from?!? A few dribbles did make it in the potty chair

*all pillows and blankets are removed from sitting level of baby*

9:10 took this picture


9:11 #1 soaks her leggings.

Obviously the extra liquids are working, but not sure I can keep this up all day

9:40 small #1 on the floor, but she finished on the potty chair!

10:00 wrapped up 15 minutes of reading books and playing while she sat on the potty

10:05 handed over to daddy so I could make breakfast

10:06 #1 on the floor

10:11 lifted leg and began to #1 on the floor. I’m beginning to think she thinks she’s a dog.

10:12 finished #1 on the potty chair

10:14 more #1 on the floor

10:20-10:41 lots of peeing on the floor, protesting and screaming. Early nap for baby!

11:31 baby wakes up Daddy takes over.

11:32 read books and drink milk

11:40 diaper off

1:00 mommy takes over again. lots of “CHEW!!!!” (Hold me!)

1:05 little #1 on the floor, but the rest made it on the potty! (with protesting)

1:30 baby came running to me yelling and then did a #1 on the floor. At least she’s anticipating it, right?

2:20 after pumping her full of water for an hour using this new favorite “cup” I knew she was holding it, caught the dribble and she made 90% in the potty chair! No complaining either! Just insisting on a cookie (she’d found a piece on the floor and wanted a whole one). I’m elated as I was considering giving up.

2:34 #1 on the floor. 2 steps forward, one step back

3:30 diaper on for a much needed 2nd nap. Note for other mom’s considering this- have some radio program on in the background as you will literally be following your child like they usually do you, and it’s as exciting as watching paint dry. And the moment you look away they will pee. They have a sensor. Also, do not even attempt any housework!

3:55 diaper free again (diaper was full)

4:45 shower with mommy. Within minutes I hear, “Mommy, Pee pee.” Since I was most certainly NOT peeing, you can guess who actually was. I told her it was ok and she continued playing happily.

6:30 diaper on for bedtime (note, baby did not actually go to sleep until 8, due to second nap. Will not be making the same mistake tomorrow!)

Adjustments for tomorrow:

Block off all rooms I am not in so as to avoid any run offs and maybe give me a little more visual freedom to look away. Proximity is key to catching it. I think.

TMI Day 1

Warning: this is a post about potty training! If talk of #1's and 2's bother you, or you think it's a silly thing to blog about, come back for another post.

I took three days off for this, and feel it's baby book worthy. So far it's been very comical, and is kind of what I was looking for when I was getting ready to start.

January 10th

8:30 Explanation in the shower went something like "No diaper today! Peepee on the potty!"

9:00 Diaper free

9:10 Squatting on the floor, scrambling of parents, protesting of baby, successful #2 in potty

9:15 Not so successful #2...in Sam’s words, it was, “Ucky.”

9:30 #1 on floor

9:55 First diaper-less fall to the ground. Mommy giggled as baby quickly stood up, grabbed her derriere and frowned “Ow!”

10:20 #1 on the floor- Sam insisted it was “Wa-wa”

11:50 Put diaper on for naptime

2:30 Growled at hubby for keeping Sam in a diaper after her nap while I was grocery shopping

5:00 #1 discovered a little too late, as most had been absorbed by socks

5:30 small #1 on the floor

5:45 the rest of previous #1 on the basement floor (at least she walked off the carpet to do it on the cement)

6:30 bedtime diaper

Adjustments for day 2:

• More liquids
• Salty foods to facilitate intake of said liquids
• More books and videos to encourage sitting on potty

T-5 Days

Then these babies go on the other end

Christmas 2010

Since I did these, I've sort of been expected to do one every year now...




So I guess I'll never see Christmas outside of a camera ever again!

Who am I kidding- I love all the praise!
Happy New Year!