In the past couple of weeks, Miss Priss has practically potty trained herself. It was like, all of a sudden, the lightbulb went on and she got it. I guess my half-assed potty training attempt worked in that I procrastinated so much that she just suddenly "got it." Good, I'll do the same thing with Baby Boo.
So as not to jinx myself, I will not talk about how long it has been since she had an accident. I'm even thinking of sending her to bed with panties on since she wakes up dry, but I can't do it yet. I don't want to waste the diapers I have left, and why clean up messy sheets if I don't have to. I'm all about the laziness factor.
We have to drive about 45 minutes or so to get groceries every week, and she gets mad if she needs to go in the car. She will start yelling, "I NEED TO POOP!!!! ON.MY.POTTY!!!!" Well, we're not going to stop the car on a two lane road so just go in your diaper. This does not look good for our 13 hour car ride this summer. She's going to want to stop and go to the bathroom a lot. And we're not stopping kind of people. We stop for gas and that's it. You go to the bathroom when you stop for gas. With two young children, we'll see how many stops need to be made.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Monday, May 15, 2006
I'm So Tired!
Why will Miss Priss not sleep? WHY!?!?!?!? I need to go find something to make for dinner. Any ideas? What do you like to do for dinner? I'm open to all suggestions.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Happy Mother's Day (Or Something Like That)
A rundown of my mother's day thus far:
12:04 -- Hubby arrived home from his poker game (didn't lose any money -- always good).
12:05 -- Hubby told me that he has to work this morning from 6am to noon. So much for sleeping in.
1:00 -- After talking with Hubby for a while and fighting insomnia, I fell asleep.
2:00 -- Miss Priss woke up crying (she wakes up every night, but there's usually not crying involved).
2:30 -- Trying not to lose patience with Miss Priss (since she did have a bad dream and is scared to go back to sleep), I got her some milk and returned to my bed since my being in her room seemed to be keeping her awake.
3:00 -- After lying awake listening for Miss Priss to fall asleep (she tends to thrash around a lot as she's falling asleep -- our room shares a wall with hers, so I hear her constantly hitting the wall), I went and checked on her. She was almost asleep.
3:15 -- I checked on Miss Priss again, and she was sleeping soundly.
3:30 -- Fell back asleep.
5:00 -- Hubby's alarm went off.
5:01 -- Fell back asleep.
5:55 -- Hubby left for work. I got up to lock the door and heard the dogs claws on the kitchen floor. That can only mean one thing.
5:56 -- I discovered that the damn dog had gotten into the trash and spread it all over the kitchen floor. "Buddy, get your ass outside!"
5:57 -- Put the dog out and decided I would pick the trash up when I got up.
5:58 -- Returned to my bedroom to see Baby Boo smiling sweetly at me. Now, I love a good baby smile as much as the next person, but early in the morning when I just want to go back to sleep.....
6:00 -- Decided that I should feed Baby Boo and then, surely, she'd go back to sleep.
6:01 -- After picking Baby Boo up, I realized that she had left me a mother's day present in her diaper.
6:02 -- I tiptoed as quietly as possible through Miss Priss's bedroom to get a diaper (I really must remember to put some diapers in my room since Miss Priss is such a light sleeper).
6:03 -- I changed Baby Boo's nasty, smelly diaper. She smiled the entire time.
6:05 -- I started feeding Baby Boo. Instead of her eyes getting heavier as she ate, she paused several times to smile at me really big with milk dribbling out of her little mouth. Very adorble, but I soon realized that she had no intention of going back to sleep.
6:15 -- Baby Boo was done eating and was trying to sit up (basically doing a crunch -- damn I wish I had her abs!). I rolled her over, popped her dummy in, and cuddled her really close desperately hoping for those extra few minutes of sleep.
6:45 -- Woke up with a nice cuddly, awake, sneezing baby. She was being very still so as not to disturb me -- what a sweetie!
6:50 -- Miss Priss came in declaring, "I want some milk."
7:00 -- I finally got up to get Miss Priss some milk (I'm quick like that). She quickly stated, "Awww, Mommy, what happened?!" I told her that the dog had gotten into the trash and that I would pick it up.
7:05 -- After picking up the trash, I got her some milk. And some breakfast.
7: 15 -- I went back in to check on Baby Boo. Guess who had gone back to sleep. I watched her sleep for a few minutes. So cute.
7:20 -- I went in and watched an episode of Dora while Miss Priss and I ate breakfast.
7:45 -- I got online to go through my morning ritual of blog reading and message boards.
So that is my day so far. The rest better be someting like:
12:00 -- Hubby gets home.
12:05 -- I start my nap.
3:00 -- I wake up. No crying children would be a plus.
5:00 -- Hubby makes me whatever I want for dinner. Without my help.
6:30 -- Hubby does the dishes. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha -- that's a good one. I don't think he's done the dishes since we moved in.
7:00 -- I watch whatever movie I want to watch (which probably means that he doesn't want to watch it LOL)
9:00 -- I go to bed early. Hubby gets the girls ready for bed and in bed. All. by. himself.
So that's probably pretty unrealistic, but Hubby did say before he left this morning that he owed me a day as a mother's day. Oh, he owes me alright........
12:04 -- Hubby arrived home from his poker game (didn't lose any money -- always good).
12:05 -- Hubby told me that he has to work this morning from 6am to noon. So much for sleeping in.
1:00 -- After talking with Hubby for a while and fighting insomnia, I fell asleep.
2:00 -- Miss Priss woke up crying (she wakes up every night, but there's usually not crying involved).
2:30 -- Trying not to lose patience with Miss Priss (since she did have a bad dream and is scared to go back to sleep), I got her some milk and returned to my bed since my being in her room seemed to be keeping her awake.
3:00 -- After lying awake listening for Miss Priss to fall asleep (she tends to thrash around a lot as she's falling asleep -- our room shares a wall with hers, so I hear her constantly hitting the wall), I went and checked on her. She was almost asleep.
3:15 -- I checked on Miss Priss again, and she was sleeping soundly.
3:30 -- Fell back asleep.
5:00 -- Hubby's alarm went off.
5:01 -- Fell back asleep.
5:55 -- Hubby left for work. I got up to lock the door and heard the dogs claws on the kitchen floor. That can only mean one thing.
5:56 -- I discovered that the damn dog had gotten into the trash and spread it all over the kitchen floor. "Buddy, get your ass outside!"
5:57 -- Put the dog out and decided I would pick the trash up when I got up.
5:58 -- Returned to my bedroom to see Baby Boo smiling sweetly at me. Now, I love a good baby smile as much as the next person, but early in the morning when I just want to go back to sleep.....
6:00 -- Decided that I should feed Baby Boo and then, surely, she'd go back to sleep.
6:01 -- After picking Baby Boo up, I realized that she had left me a mother's day present in her diaper.
6:02 -- I tiptoed as quietly as possible through Miss Priss's bedroom to get a diaper (I really must remember to put some diapers in my room since Miss Priss is such a light sleeper).
6:03 -- I changed Baby Boo's nasty, smelly diaper. She smiled the entire time.
6:05 -- I started feeding Baby Boo. Instead of her eyes getting heavier as she ate, she paused several times to smile at me really big with milk dribbling out of her little mouth. Very adorble, but I soon realized that she had no intention of going back to sleep.
6:15 -- Baby Boo was done eating and was trying to sit up (basically doing a crunch -- damn I wish I had her abs!). I rolled her over, popped her dummy in, and cuddled her really close desperately hoping for those extra few minutes of sleep.
6:45 -- Woke up with a nice cuddly, awake, sneezing baby. She was being very still so as not to disturb me -- what a sweetie!
6:50 -- Miss Priss came in declaring, "I want some milk."
7:00 -- I finally got up to get Miss Priss some milk (I'm quick like that). She quickly stated, "Awww, Mommy, what happened?!" I told her that the dog had gotten into the trash and that I would pick it up.
7:05 -- After picking up the trash, I got her some milk. And some breakfast.
7: 15 -- I went back in to check on Baby Boo. Guess who had gone back to sleep. I watched her sleep for a few minutes. So cute.
7:20 -- I went in and watched an episode of Dora while Miss Priss and I ate breakfast.
7:45 -- I got online to go through my morning ritual of blog reading and message boards.
So that is my day so far. The rest better be someting like:
12:00 -- Hubby gets home.
12:05 -- I start my nap.
3:00 -- I wake up. No crying children would be a plus.
5:00 -- Hubby makes me whatever I want for dinner. Without my help.
6:30 -- Hubby does the dishes. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha -- that's a good one. I don't think he's done the dishes since we moved in.
7:00 -- I watch whatever movie I want to watch (which probably means that he doesn't want to watch it LOL)
9:00 -- I go to bed early. Hubby gets the girls ready for bed and in bed. All. by. himself.
So that's probably pretty unrealistic, but Hubby did say before he left this morning that he owed me a day as a mother's day. Oh, he owes me alright........
Saturday, May 13, 2006
I hate teething....
and Baby Boo's been doing it for about a month and a half now. Miss Priss got her first tooth at 4 months. She wasn't fussy or anything; it just suddenly appeared. Same with the rest of her teeth (and she had a mouthful by age 1). Baby Boo, on the other hand, is having a really hard time with the little teeth coming in. She just cries and whines and sucks so hard on her hands that it leaves marks (think: hickey). Poor little thing. It keeps her from sleeping good, and a lot of times when I know she's tired and needs a nap, I rub a little oragel on her gums and....ta-da....she falls right to sleep. I hope these little teeth poke through soon!
Friday, May 12, 2006
Very Surprised.....
My husband told me the other day as we're eating dinner, "Miss Priss and I had an idea for a Mother's Day present, but you'll have to pick it out." I am automatically surprised because, well, I didn't think my husband even realized that Sunday is Mother's Day. I'm also surprised that he thought about giving me a gift (we usually don't do anything at all -- not even a card -- for Hallmark Holidays).
So, I ask what the idea was.
"We thought since you like to work with pictures so much [my photo albums are always as up to date as I have pictures printed], that you would like a locket."
I was floored. I'd never even thought of getting a locket (I'm not a big jewelry wearer), but once he said it, I thought how cool it would be to have. How very thoughtful and considerate. So, now I get to go online and look for one that I would like. I'm so excited. I'll have a hard time matching that for Father's Day.
So, I ask what the idea was.
"We thought since you like to work with pictures so much [my photo albums are always as up to date as I have pictures printed], that you would like a locket."
I was floored. I'd never even thought of getting a locket (I'm not a big jewelry wearer), but once he said it, I thought how cool it would be to have. How very thoughtful and considerate. So, now I get to go online and look for one that I would like. I'm so excited. I'll have a hard time matching that for Father's Day.
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