C told me he was proud of me tonight. Not sure why but it's nice to be appreciated I suppose.
I am so clueless about PT. He pees on the potty semi-regularly (usually once a day) for one of his two teachers at daycare. He screams when the other teacher tries to put him on. Sometimes for me at home, he will sit on it and flush but doesn't do anything; tonight, he screamed "I no sit on potty!" and then promptly peed in his bath 2 minutes later.
It'll all come together eventually, right? I am generally #diapers4lyfe but I don't want to actively stunt any interest he has.
I would really like one day to just lie around in PJs watching Netflix with a sleeping baby on my chest. Instead, we have had a hospital stay, outpatient blood tests at the hospital, pedi appointments, lactation consultant appointment, a doctor appointment for me (with a bronchitis and bladder infection diagnosis), visitors to clean for, and now we have more visitors coming for five days this weekend (not staying overnight with us, but for like 10 hours a day). I love all these people, but I just want to veg. I haven't slept more than three hours in a day in eight days.
I would really like one day to just lie around in PJs watching Netflix with a sleeping baby on my chest. Instead, we have had a hospital stay, outpatient blood tests at the hospital, pedi appointments, lactation consultant appointment, a doctor appointment for me (with a bronchitis and bladder infection diagnosis), visitors to clean for, and now we have more visitors coming for five days this weekend (not staying overnight with us, but for like 10 hours a day). I love all these people, but I just want to veg. I haven't slept more than three hours in a day in eight days.
Oh hell no to the cleaning. That's what the visitors should be doing! You deserve a break to rest and heal.
I love that it is warm enough to play outside, but the girls are little monsters and never want to come back inside. Today I had to bribe them with ice cream.
I am finally figuring out how to style Audreys baby mullet.
I would really like one day to just lie around in PJs watching Netflix with a sleeping baby on my chest. Instead, we have had a hospital stay, outpatient blood tests at the hospital, pedi appointments, lactation consultant appointment, a doctor appointment for me (with a bronchitis and bladder infection diagnosis), visitors to clean for, and now we have more visitors coming for five days this weekend (not staying overnight with us, but for like 10 hours a day). I love all these people, but I just want to veg. I haven't slept more than three hours in a day in eight days.
Just say no. No no no. If they are here for 5 days then they can sightsee tomorrow while you veg.
Post by fortmyersbride on Mar 31, 2015 20:55:04 GMT -5
DD1 had tumbling today which gives DS and me just enough time to run an errand during class. Today he asked if we could go to Panera and get a snack. So we get there and he orders an iced green tea, then explains that he "loves siting on the patio and enjoying a green tea". Lol, aren't you a sophisticated little man.
I forgot how hungry BFing makes me. It's just now kicking in and it's truly outrageous. Of course I'm not lucky enough to be one of those bitches who loses weight while BF but OMG. Give me all the food.
It'll all come together eventually, right? I am generally #diapers4lyfe but I don't want to actively stunt any interest he has.
Definitely. We bought R a potty at 18 mos, and actively tried PTing him for about a day when he was 29 mos. He was going to have to be PT'd by 3 for PS so we thought we needed to start early. He proceeded to freely pee on himself and the floor without a care or concern. We gave up within a few hrs and put away the underpants.
Then randomly 2 months later, he asked to wear the underpants. And he started using the potty like a champ with very few daytime accidents. He's definitely a "do it at his own pace" kid so I really don't think it would've worked for him until he decided he was ready.
Got all my Phish tickets for this summer! 7 shows and I am really excited! Maybe if you guys get really lucky I will PIP myself looking like a dirty-ass hippie in a weird outfit. Woo!
Today I thought I saw Cesar Milan while I was playing with the girls at a local park. But it also may have been a random Hispanic man walking 12 dogs at once.
ETA so I don't sound too crazy, he was obviously a professional dog trainer. He had two assistants with him each walking packs of 8 dogs as well--two big white passenger vans full of dogs. Whether or not it was the dog whisperer himself, it was a sight to see. The girls loved it.
I once sat next to Cesar Milan and I'm guessing his agents in a restaurant. They spent the whole time talking about A vs. B list celebrities and how Cesar Milan can be an A List. Needless to say H and I hardly talked at our table as we were trying to listen in on all of their conversation.
Just made the list of things the contractor needs to touch up when he returns and it is long. I only gave them permission to go replace someone's flooring (house flooded) IF THEY FINISHED PAINTING and they could return to do the built ins. I feel like they really rushed the painting and now we will have to deal with moving stuff away from walls and our closets and deal with paint smell
Just found an article a friend posted on FB about it. It's called the Bradford Pear tree.
I used to have one of those but never noticed a bad smell.
They are hella delicate though. Ours lost two giant branches in storms. Both times the branches tried to take out the neighbor's deck. We gave up and had it taken down.
We have jizz trees in our front yard. I hate them. They're pretty for a couple weeks and then the rest of the year they drop these berry things that seriously fuck up your car and are like scrubbing glue off.
Bunch of weird noises in the dark while I'm nursing in bed. Thumps, creaks. I already sent DH to investigate, he didn't see anything. I'm officially creeped out.
I forgot how hungry BFing makes me. It's just now kicking in and it's truly outrageous. Of course I'm not lucky enough to be one of those bitches who loses weight while BF but OMG. Give me all the food.
DS2 weaned very abruptly at 6mo and the effect on my hunger was crazy. I went from eating everything in sight to being stuffed on half an apple.