Tuesday, April 26, 2011

A break.

Whether she’ll admit it or not, every mother craves a break every once in a while.

An hour or two for herself. Sometimes a day or even a few days of peace and quiet.

A time to relax, rejuvenate, and come back to parenting energized and ready to go.

I had this great opportunity last week, as Baby spent a few days with her grandparents before our family got together to celebrate Easter.

It was bliss. I slept All. Night. Long. I slept until 8:00 a.m. It was going to be a great day.

Until.

Until I realized that I didn’t have an excuse to wear that super cute shirt with a stain on the front.

When Baby is with me, I can always say … oh she just did this after we left the house. There was no time to go home and change.

I also realized a few other ways that I benefit from having Baby attached to my hip (aside from the typical “my baby is cuteawesometheloveofmylife yadda yadda yadda” stuff).

For example, it’s perfectly normal to belt out lyrics from cartoons while your child is dancing along with you. But, it’s a little strange to do it in the presence of two adults.

Going to bed at 8 pm after playing with your kid aaaalllll day makes perfect sense. Doing it when you’ve basically just been sitting around on your keester is a little pathetic.

Staying in your pajamas until noon isn’t really a big deal if you’re just chasing your toddler around all morning. But when you actually have the use of BOTH hands and that elusive little thing called free time, there really is no excuse not to get dressed, do hair and make-up, and actually resemble a living, breathing human being.

It didn’t take long before I started to realize that the benefits of having my messy, energetic child in my daily life far outweigh any negativities (like, say, wearing eau de spit-up for the first 10 months of her life).

Then she came home.

And, inside of an hour: I had veggies spit in my face, I was peed on (diaper leakage), and I was attempting to apply make up with my left hand (I’m right handed) while holding Baby on my right side.

Ah, motherhood is bliss.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Friday: A birthday and an award!

I just received an official blog award! This is something that has not ever happened before, so I’m incredibly excited!



Thanks to Living at the Whitehead Zoo! How she has time to hand out awards is beyond me … she’s the mom of a teen, a tween, and a toddler. Whew! And I thought my life was difficult with just one kid!

Anyway, apparently there are ‘rules’ for this Versatile Blogger Award, and they include:
-Thanking the person who gave you the award (but, please don’t feel obligated – It’s Easter weekend. You’re busy moms. I get it!)
-Divulge 7 things about yourself
-Award 15 bloggers with this award (also, don’t feel obligated about this part either. It’s incredibly time consuming! But, fun ... so do it if you have the time!)

Sooooo, 7 things about me …
-Today is a Baby-free day in my house. She’s with her grandparents until tomorrow.
-So, I slept until 8 am today. Bliss.
-Tomorrow is Husband’s birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SWEET HUSBAND! I LOVE YOU!!
-Today we plan to do absolutely nothing productive. We’re both off of work and without responsibility.
-As nice as a ‘day off’ is, I already miss my sweet little girl.
-In less than 2 days, I will be reunited with the love of my life: diet coke. Why I chose this year to start giving something up for Lent is beyond me. No mother should ever give up caffeine. Ever.
-I’m super excited that the photobucket issue has been resolved and I have my background back. Motherhood is still misspelled, but I’m thinking about leaving it that way!

Now, the bloggers I must award as ‘Versatile Bloggers’ …
1- Life of a New Mommy
2-2 Much Testosterone
3-Amber Page Writes
4-Day to Day
5-Holly’s House…not a perfect moms blog
6-Momma’s Pixie Dreams
7-Mommy’s Fabulous
8-Mommy Loves Stilettos
9-Mommy’s Sippy Cup
10-Single Mom in the South
11-Taming Insanity
12-The Thoughtful Parent
13-Work, Wife, Mom … Life!
14-I’m Living Proof that God Has a Sense of Humor
15-Life in the Pitts

I have NO idea if I did this correctly, but it was fun taking a closer look at some of my favorite blogs. I love them ALL, so this was hard to do! If you haven’t visited these blogs, take a look … they’re awesome!

Happy Friday! Happy Birthday to Husband! Happy Easter! Have a good one!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Mother of Two

No, I’m not announcing a pregnancy.

I’m also lucky enough to be one of the few women who doesn’t count my husband as a second child.

We don’t have any pets either.

So how am I suddenly a mother of two?

It’s simple. My incredibly sweet, loving, adorable little girl has an alter ego.

A body-flailing, fit-throwing, screaming, pouting, not sweet or loving or adorable personality.

Sometimes we call this alter ego Tantrum Tallulah.

Sometimes I refer to it as the growth-spurt-teething-tantrum demon.

Whatever we call it … it is most definitely NOT my child.

Except that it is!

When Baby goes into that mode, I could swear that she is a completely different child.

I’ve heard of the terrible twos, but I didn’t realize they could start 8-9 months early. At least, I hope that’s what this is … I really hope it doesn’t get any worse!

Fortunately, even following a nuclear meltdown of epic proportions, it only seems to take a second or two for her to recover and return to my sweet little girl again. She can literally go from a tantrum to a snuggle in the same breath.

And, for that, I am incredibly grateful.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Poker face

We used to have lofty academic goals for Baby. We dreamed that one day she might attend Harvard or Oxford, because – after all – she is the smartest baby in the world. (What parent doesn’t think that, right?)

These last few days, however, Husband and I have begun to have new career aspirations for our child. All inspired completely by her own skill set and not by our hopes and dreams.

And because of our concerted efforts to base our plans for her on her own talents, we’ve come to the realization that she is most likely to grow up to be the world’s most successful poker player. Ever.

Or a scam artist.

Ivy league education be damned. This girl is sneaky, and she has the best poker face I’ve ever seen.

At a mere 16-months-old, yesterday she sat on the floor sobbing after she took a little tumble. She was rubbing her arm like she was really hurt. The second I got to her, she started to laugh maniacally and scooted away from me.

This morning, she had Husband jumping through hoops. She would cry while still in her crib (before 6 am, mind you). As soon as he entered the room …. maniacal laughter.

Let’s be clear. We’re pretty good at deciphering her cries, a fact that she must have figured out recently. Because we’re not just catering to her ‘let me throw a tantrum or try to get attention’ cries. She’s been using her best ‘I’m hurt and I really need you’ cries for these incidents.

Oh yes, she’s a trickster. And a pretty good one at that.

At least I don’t have to worry about paying for her college tuition anymore. Even if she chooses that path, I’m sure she’ll be able to scam her way to a full scholarship all by herself.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

What the heck?

What's up with my blog and the lack of background design? Heck if I know ...

I'm planning to try to figure it out soon, but it will be a few days.

Hope everyone is doing well!

Monday, April 4, 2011

A biting matter.

Occasionally – yes, even in Texas – we get terrible, blustering winds. Quite literally, they are the worst biting, ice cold winds.

Occasionally – even with the best of friends, but generally more with acquaintances, we make comments in passing. These comments can be hurtful (whether or not they’re meant to be). Or comments are made toward us that catch us off guard. These comments can be quite biting.

But these are not the biting occasions that are currently on my mind.

Today I’m talking about biting in the most literal sense. You know – when your 16-month-old child takes a bite out of your leg. Or your shoulder.

And then does it again.

And again.

And then laughs when you tell her ‘no’ … laughs when you tell her that biting is bad … laughs when you attempt to implement a time out or any other form of punishment.

I swear, the first time she did it, I was 100% confident that it was a teething thing. I still am. Those first few times were in the midst of a sweet nuzzle or cuddle, and I know she was cutting four teeth at a time.

HOWEVER …

However, things have changed a bit since that first time.

For one, I now think she occasionally does it just to get a rise out of me. She loves my reaction and simply laughs at it.
Over the weekend, for the first time, I’m pretty sure she actually bit me in a moment of defiance. She wanted my phone, which I did not give to her, so she crawled over and bit my leg!

The third element here is that she has been bitten at day care. I think that this is where she learned the behavior in the first place.

And I’m at a complete loss. Reprimanding a 16-month-old seems to be utterly useless.

Although time outs seem to be the most effective mode of punishment with her, I am fairly certain that she has no clue what she’s done wrong once those 60-90 seconds are up.

I know consistency is key. And that, eventually, she will get it.

But, until that time comes … how do I manage to keep myself from becoming a replacement for Sophie the Giraffe?

More importantly, how do I prevent her from doing this to others?!

Fortunately, she seems to single me out. I ask her teachers every day if she has been biting, and – so far – she has not. I sooo don’t want her to be ‘that’ kid.

I know I have some reading and research to do, but I’d love to hear from y’all. I always find real life experiences much more useful than theoretical books.

Not that I won’t be reading up, but I typically have to explore several different approaches and then mix them into some formula that best fits our family.

And usually, after spending lots of time doing that, I realize that half a dozen moms right within my reach of communication could have just told me up front what I ended up figuring out … so have at it! Any suggestions? I’m all ears!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Men.

I’m excited, because we have some very dear friends coming to visit us this weekend. Their son is almost three and Baby just turned 16-months … and, because of one or the other being sick, we’ve rescheduled and rescheduled this visit soooo many times.

It looks like we are finally going to get together this weekend. It’s just been too long!

Last night, Husband was on the phone making the final arrangements with them. They were discussing what time they might arrive and other details of the weekend.

I had asked Husband to let them know about all the things we already have so they don’t have to pack everything – extra stroller, high chair, etc.

I had asked Husband to tell them to check the traffic website, because I recalled hearing about major closures this weekend (KK – are you reading this???).

I had asked Husband to discuss some things I thought would be helpful to our friends who are driving roughly three hours to see us.

But, what did they discuss instead?

Scotch.

Yes. Scotch. The various kinds that we have at our house. The kinds that they will bring with them. And, then they talked about beer and wine.

But never did I hear a mention of the pack-n-play or booster seat that we already have on hand. Never did I hear Husband mention any tidbit of info I had asked him to pass along.

Can the entire blogging world – even the entire ‘real’ world – hear my huge, deep *SIGH*???

Men.