Tag Archives: Life

Booger-Picking Good Time

4 Jun

Recently my son has taken up the hobby of picking his nose. I will admit – I think its hilarious. But of course good parents don’t laugh hysterically when their children pick their nose – they gently tell the child it isn’t socially acceptable. I am apparently not mature enough to deal with this kind of thing yet. Can I get a big HAHAHA!

Maybe its just me… but I find it funny that he runs around the house picking his nose. I do know why he does it though – my husband is constantly picking his own nose (that is not funny.. because he’s not 1 1/2). This evening he even fell asleep while picking his nose. I can’t make this up! He laid in bed picking his nose and once he got bored he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I’m sure as with everything else that he will grow out of this. Of course I did correct him when he tried to eat his boogers – that’s gross – but otherwise I’m sure it’s just a phase.

Does it matter if you’re ready?

18 Apr

My husband and I are discussing the possibility of baby #2 (the cat is out of the bag my friends!) in the near future. Sunday morning I was paid a visit by my very first postpartum period (Horray!! I’ve never been excited to get AF in my whole life until this past week) – and it posed the real question: should we wait or should we make like rabbits and head for the bedroom?

I have made it no secret that I want another baby… RIGHT NOW! haha – instant gratification anyone? 🙂 If I had my way I would already be holding another beautiful baby in my arms – but that was not in the ‘plan’ so to say.

I love it when I ask newlyweds or people about to be married what their plan for children is and they respond with, ‘I don’t think we’re READY yet’, or ‘this isn’t a good time right now’. Is there a perfect time for having kids? Should you have them later and enjoy your youth – or should you have them early and enjoy your middle age. What is the perfect age to have children?? Or what is a good time to start a family? How do you prepare for your world to be flipped upside down?

My husband and I were not smart – and our son is the product of laziness. I will admit it, we knew full well we were not using those sex-ed classes to their full potential, and it was a downright horrible time for me to get pregnant, but guess what? Its amazing and it has all worked out wonderfully.

We are planning a huge trip in July. We are flying to Germany and then visiting Italy – we will be in Europe for 2.5 weeks – do I really want to be pregnant while we are in countries that are known for their beer and wine? Should I base my decision off of a 2.5 week vacation?

Once my hormones started going crazy at the end of December as my body prepared for the return of my fertility I searched all sorts of sites to see if there was something I could do naturally to help balance my hormones. For most things there isn’t enough evidence to support the safety during breastfeeding so I left it alone and here we are in April and my period has returned on its own. I think what I’ve learned from this is not to push God in his plan. He will provide for us in our time of need and he will show us when the time is right. Only He knows.

My son has not been an easy child from day 1. He has required a lot of attention and I feel as though no matter how much I wanted to grow our family God knew that my son needed more time with Mom. What will be will be – my husband has started his own form of birth control in the meantime – its called a beard. 🙂

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Afternoon Coffee Anyone?

11 Apr

I have started an afternoon coffee club with myself. Its another excuse for me to drink this lovely liquid that does nothing to quench my thirst but everything to making myself able to stand upright after 2 pm. Lately it’s become harder and harder to motivate myself after I put B down for his nap – I just want to lay there and nap with him… oh the life… so I’ve taken to drinking a cup of half-caff (how I wish it were full caff) to motivate myself to do something.

When I was 15 I was an exchange student in Germany for a year – 11 months to be exact – and everyday around 2 or 3 we would break for cappuccinos and a sugary snack. I loved the tradition and wished I did something of the sort here – but afternoon coffee alone isn’t as fun. If I lived across the street from a dear friend or walking distance to my mother how fun would the afternoon chit-chat be? I guess I think of it as a little bit romantic – my husband could care less about this sort of thing and most Americans have no time to sit idle by and drink a cup of joe while reflecting on their day.

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All this being said, even though I have no-one to share it with, I do enjoy my coffee addiction 🙂

Peeing on the floor…

9 Apr

I’m not sure if I should take this as a sign to potty train (I will probably try) but here goes the latest development as far as my son goes…

Last week a friend and I decided to go on a mini vacation (I am writing a post on that experience – stay tuned!!) and my hotel room was exceptionally hot. Even with the air conditioning on full blast and the windows open – I was having a hard time cooling the place down. So I let my son run around in his diaper. In case he caught a chill during the night I put a t-shirt on him and that’s how he slept.

The following morning he jumped out of bed – or rather shimmied his way off and headed straight for the bathroom. I will admit I was completely exhausted and didn’t feel like moving right away so I didn’t. After his usual chatter he came running out with no diaper on and pointing towards the bathroom. At this point I got up and went to the bathroom to see what he did.

He peed all over the floor. I was surprised but cleaned it up and put a diaper on him. Later that day he did the same thing. And he did it twice yesterday with one time being the ugly poop on the floor. Oh yeay.

So I think he wants to go in the potty. We have the seat for the regular toilet but it looks like he wants to do this on his own with minimal guidance from mom. So we shall see – off to find a child sized potty. Yeay – one more thing to clean.

Changing tables – or lack thereof

28 Mar

Given all sorts of modern conviences we have become accustomed to – you would think most public restrooms would cater to our needs. This is not so..

Yesterday I was out shopping when my son looked at me with a sly grin. I narrowed my eyes at him and said – “Did you poop”? He nodded his head yes and giggled. Sweet. Right when I was in a store that I knew from previous experience didn’t have changing tables. So I hurried up and rushed through the checkout line.

I headed next door to the grocery store where surely they would have changing tables. The bathroom was closed for cleaning. So I asked the lady in desperation – is there another bathroom in the store? Oh yes in the back. So I head to the back of the store. If my son had weighed about 15 lbs this wouldn’t be such an issue – but carrying around a wiggly 30 lb toddler is not easy. I reached my destination and the door was locked. Awesome.

I left the store and looked around the parking lot. Bingo. There was a McDonalds. I don’t frequent McDonalds due to personal reasons but they were a beacon of light on the situation. We reached our destination and emerged with clean pants. What a relief.

You would think that most places would have changing tables. This is honestly not the truth. If it had been summer I would have changed him in the car – but there is still snow on the ground here. When in doubt – head to McDonalds. They always have changing tables – and as much as I don’t like them, they have been my saving grace on more than one occasion.

Cloth Diapers

26 Mar

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I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but we use cloth diapers. In an effort to save money and the environment I decided to invest the time & effort.

Oh the looks I received when I told people we were going to cloth diaper were as if I said we were going to give up our child for adoption. Shock and Awe. My mother did it and told me it sucks and I would hate it. Likewise my husbands grandmother said the same thing.

So being the great mother-to-be I was – I meticulously scowered the reviews about different diapers until I couldn’t see straight. I had the option of spending less, but then would the quality be ok? I could make my own –but did I REALLY want to invest the time? I could spend up to $35/per diaper – but was it worth it? Hours and I mean literally HOURS were spent looking at different brands – weighing the pros and cons. I was obsessed. My husband was ready to file for a divorce.

Its funny – the things we become fixated on while preparing for a child. My husband was obsessed with the car seat (I do agree that it is very important to be safe) and I was obsessed with the diapers… Mine was a cost saving strategy – where as my husband spent big. We tend to balance each other in that sense.

I came to the realization that if this was to save money I had to go with a less expensive diaper. So I bought a bunch of BabyGenius diapers off eBay for $1.75 – 3 a piece. Then after he was born and we discovered that he was indeed, quite the heavy wetter – I invested the extra cash for hemp liners. I ended up upgrading to FuzziBunz one-size diapers (but I bought the ‘seconds’ at $8/per), but I have still used my cheap diapers this entire time and have only had to throw out 1 of the 12 I bought – not too bad I would say. So for under $150 I have committed to 90% cloth diapering (I do use the occasional disposable & he wears disposable at night because I’m tired of waking up in a puddle of urine).

Its really not hard. Shake the solids off in toilet and wash in the machine. Done and done. I have a hard enough time buying toilet paper – because you are literally flushing your money down the toilet – that something was bound to tick me off about diapering. Once I started calculating the cost of diapers (the cheapest I’ve found diapers are for .13 cents per diaper) I about had a heart attack.

Thats my story about how we live green & save cash – because cloth diapering is cool! (Plus its cuter!)

Proof that cloth is cuter!

Proof that cloth is cuter!

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Part-Time Me

23 Mar

Three months before I got pregnant I lost my job. It was my first ‘real’ job after college and I had worked there for about a year. It wasn’t a huge heartache as I dreaded going to work every day and my boss was less than desirable to work for. But this posed a problem. In a rough economy I had no means of income. So I did what I do best, and I immediatly landed a retail job at the GAP during the interum.

I am not above any job. I would shovel cow crap for a living if its what I enjoyed. So for a few months I worked retail. It was fun! Not to mention the discount 🙂 Then about 2 weeks before I got pregnant I landed a 5 month contract job with a large company. It was BORING. My manager actually told me to bring magazines because we wouldn’t be doing much most of the time. Then I found out I was pregnant.. and then my boyfriend proposed. So I had a wedding to plan and a baby on the way.

Once my contract was up we got married and my new husband lost his job. Lucky him, he didn’t have a swollen belly to compromise his employment search. Unfortunatly the clock was ticking on our life change and he was still on the hunt, so he got a part-time job at a hardware store to get insurance.

About two months before I had my son I landed a part-time job that paid little to nothing, but it was working in a very relaxed environment that I enjoyed. It was a hard job search – one that was painful and I didn’t get jobs I was well qualified for – its illegal but I’m sure there was a little discrimation pointed in my direction. It happens. We made it work, we had no choice. There were no late nights out with friends, but rather movies at home. We didn’t do anything extra but we had fun doing what we did.

Right after my son was born my husband got a good job and we decided it wasn’t worth it to pay daycare for my part-time job. The guys I worked for were more than willing to let me work nights and weekends. So we tried it for a few months. It didn’t work – so I offered the occasional weekend.

Here I am 16 months later, working the occasional weekend to help out the guys who helped me when I had nowhere else to go. It has nothing to do with the money (if it was we’d be in serious trouble!!) its about them looking past what was on the forefront of everyone elses mind – the pregnant belly.

I’m glad we had a rough time. It makes everything more worth while when you have extra. You can really enjoy that cup of gourmet coffee, or an occasional meal out. Its how we come out of our rough patches that makes us who we are. If I had had a great job with benefits, who knows if we would have given that up for me to stay home with my son? Sometimes the hardest things that happen in life – happen so you can enjoy what will come out of them.