Every once in a while, the children do things that send the heebie jeebies right through you. Sometimes those things also make you want to vomit. A brief list of things from the last week:
DS picking his nose and eating it.
DS picking his nose and wiping it on me.
DS licking the windows.
DD sucking the water out of a bath toy and there was mold in it.
DD picking her sister's nose.
DD's commentary about her bowel movements-little ones, chunks, big ones that went under...
BG spitting out her mostly masticated and very large mouthful of noodles.
BG peeing on me before the alarm went off in the morning.
BG finding random bit of food in the crease of a chair and eating it.
BG swirling her toothbrush in the toilet and then sucking on it. Thank God it had just been flushed.
And that is just this week!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
me time
Wahoo! A little me time all to myself! DH has the three kids and is dropping off the brother-in-law across town. I have almost a whole hour to myself. What to do? I could watch an episode of 'Bones', take a bath, do more tidy-up, exercise, plan out tomorrow but no, I'm here at the laptop as my alone time.
It is sooo easy to type with both hands, sometimes I forget what it's like. Usually the other hand is busy supporting the busiest as she falls asleep nursing. And I mean busy. Even falling asleep, her toes and fingers manage to make their way onto the keyboard. Typing quickly with one hand is a skill that should be taught in pre-natal classes. Too bad she's too big to swaddle.
I can hear myself think. Wow. It really should not be underestimated how much noise two short ones can make. No "Mom, come and see what BG is doing!" or "SCREECH! Mine! SCREECH! Mine" (BG doesn't have alot of words yet) nor do I hear that most ominous of sounds-nothing. That means getting up and looking for the two quiet ones and pulling them away from whatever they have gotten into-makeup, playdo, beads, crayons, markers, glue...you get the idea. It's not like I leave it out, they just find it. BG is a climber and DD is sometimes a follower. DD is usually really good at following the rules, unless breaking them is something she really wants to do.
I could just go to sleep. I realize it is only 8:00. If Heart and Stroke weren't dropping off my volunteering package, I think that is where I would most like to be. If I went to bed now, I could conceivably get a three hour stretch of uninterrupted sleep. That would be so cool. A typical night right now- DS and DD start bedtime about 7:30, in bed by 8:00, songs until 8:15. BG is carrying on all this time. BG in bed at 9:00, falling asleep 9:45. Bathroom break until 10:15 or so. DD pottied ( the verb meaning put on the potty) at 10:45. BG nurses about three times in the night. DD wakes about twice in the night. DS sleepwalks or nightmares every third night or so. Nights are challenging. Naps, when we get them are very helpful at maintaining our sanity.
Goodnight!
It is sooo easy to type with both hands, sometimes I forget what it's like. Usually the other hand is busy supporting the busiest as she falls asleep nursing. And I mean busy. Even falling asleep, her toes and fingers manage to make their way onto the keyboard. Typing quickly with one hand is a skill that should be taught in pre-natal classes. Too bad she's too big to swaddle.
I can hear myself think. Wow. It really should not be underestimated how much noise two short ones can make. No "Mom, come and see what BG is doing!" or "SCREECH! Mine! SCREECH! Mine" (BG doesn't have alot of words yet) nor do I hear that most ominous of sounds-nothing. That means getting up and looking for the two quiet ones and pulling them away from whatever they have gotten into-makeup, playdo, beads, crayons, markers, glue...you get the idea. It's not like I leave it out, they just find it. BG is a climber and DD is sometimes a follower. DD is usually really good at following the rules, unless breaking them is something she really wants to do.
I could just go to sleep. I realize it is only 8:00. If Heart and Stroke weren't dropping off my volunteering package, I think that is where I would most like to be. If I went to bed now, I could conceivably get a three hour stretch of uninterrupted sleep. That would be so cool. A typical night right now- DS and DD start bedtime about 7:30, in bed by 8:00, songs until 8:15. BG is carrying on all this time. BG in bed at 9:00, falling asleep 9:45. Bathroom break until 10:15 or so. DD pottied ( the verb meaning put on the potty) at 10:45. BG nurses about three times in the night. DD wakes about twice in the night. DS sleepwalks or nightmares every third night or so. Nights are challenging. Naps, when we get them are very helpful at maintaining our sanity.
Goodnight!
Monday, January 25, 2010
placemats
Every night, there is disagreement and strife over where the adults will sit and which child will sit next to which adult. The problem doesn't have the same scope with only two children. They are either between the adults or next to each other. simple. When the children outnumber the adults however, the dynamics change. Who sits next to Mom. Who sits next to Dad. Who sits next to BG. Which adult is on which side even. It's a ten minute negotiation each night.
Then, when they have decided who sits where, they set the table. Then as the adult putting the plates on the table, you have to be able to discern the finer details that sets DS's cutlery from DD's, BG's, DH's and mine. It's not as easy as you might think. Someone has a pink fork and blue knife. Someone has a blue fork and a green knife. Someone just has a spoon. Someone has a big fork. Someone has a little fork and a spoon. It's like playing CLUE!
We got placemats last week. What a difference it has made. It's like having assigned spots only better, because the littles can still negotiate who goes where. DS has a map of Canada. DD has Dora(that will change in a few years, trust me) BG has a counting one, DH has the solar system, I have a pretty pattern so I can pretend I have beautiful dishes when I look down. A little change with a big payoff. I like it.
Then, when they have decided who sits where, they set the table. Then as the adult putting the plates on the table, you have to be able to discern the finer details that sets DS's cutlery from DD's, BG's, DH's and mine. It's not as easy as you might think. Someone has a pink fork and blue knife. Someone has a blue fork and a green knife. Someone just has a spoon. Someone has a big fork. Someone has a little fork and a spoon. It's like playing CLUE!
We got placemats last week. What a difference it has made. It's like having assigned spots only better, because the littles can still negotiate who goes where. DS has a map of Canada. DD has Dora(that will change in a few years, trust me) BG has a counting one, DH has the solar system, I have a pretty pattern so I can pretend I have beautiful dishes when I look down. A little change with a big payoff. I like it.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Cussing
I was reminded on Susie's blog http://extraordinarybabyshoppe.blogspot.com/ about DS cussing while shopping.
When I lived at my sister's, her dog had an obsession with diapers and feminine hygiene products. Every morning, there would be some such item strewn throughout the house. It annoyed me to no end and I would cuss about it, often at the top of my lungs.
Out shopping one day, 2 yold DS shows off his new language acquisition by chanting "F*n dog" over and over and over. It's quite difficult to feel proud of his skill in parroting what he has heard when that is all he chooses to say.
HE doesn't remember it. I do
When I lived at my sister's, her dog had an obsession with diapers and feminine hygiene products. Every morning, there would be some such item strewn throughout the house. It annoyed me to no end and I would cuss about it, often at the top of my lungs.
Out shopping one day, 2 yold DS shows off his new language acquisition by chanting "F*n dog" over and over and over. It's quite difficult to feel proud of his skill in parroting what he has heard when that is all he chooses to say.
HE doesn't remember it. I do
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