H’s New Tricks June 19, 2008

H has pulled a couple of new tricks out of her bag….her bag from the sick and  twisted carnival it would seem.  The first one is head banging.  H is only eighteen months old I know.  And, I am sure she is frustrated alot of the time….I would be too if E was my older sister!  But seriously, banging my head against the wall, the floor, the fridge, the window sills is not a habit I would willing pick up!  Come on kid.  I do my best to keep you safe and relatively mark free and here you go, bashing your head on any hard surface within heads reach!  What’s up with that….am I that bad?  I just don’t get it.  I stop her as soon as I can because I can’t bear to watch it.  I hate that she hurts herself.  I hate that bashing her head is what works for her.  I hate that people must think I wallop my kid up side the head just by looking at her dented, bruised forehead!

Her other new thing is terror over the toilet.  She is okay if I am going to the bathroom or E is.  In fact, she is trying to put toys and hands in there most of the time.  Try to hang her but over it and you would think I was trying to kill her.  This morning she was standing in the dinning room grunting.  I asked her if she was pooping which she replied yes!  Yeah…off to the toilet we go.  I got her diaper off, pulled the step stool over and helped her climb onto it.  It went wrong from this point on.  Her little arms wrapped so tightly around my kneck, her mouth pressed to the side of my head close to my ear, her screaming NO – I saw stars!  H went stiff as a board and would not let go of my kneck.  We are done.  No poops today.  So, I thought to myself…maybe she needs to see me go.  I put her infront of me, and I went pee…….and so did she, all over my foot.  Awesome!  Let me tell you….nothing like cleaning up pee from yourself, your kid and your freshly washed bathroom floor.  What a way to start a day!  So our first crack at using the potty was a no go.  I guess I am going to have to dig up the little potty and get it out.  This pisses me off because our bathroom is micro small.  In it we have a stool, a basket of bath toys and soon a potty.  I don’t know where I will actually stand to brush my teeth, but oh well, maybe H won’t be so terrified to sit on this other one.  I have head of kids being scared of the toilet, but I never thought one of my kids would have this fear…those fears happen to other people’s kids right?  Hmmm…maybe I should educate myself via internet…ha ha ha.

Clean Up On Isle 3 June 11, 2008

So, I am in Walmart yesterday.  H is sitting in the front of the kart, E has the basket part of the cart to herself…sort of.  I have tossed in bubble bath, maxi pads, sidewalk chalk.  You know, the regular stuff from Wally World!  E pipped up that she had to go to the bathroom.  Of course, this store is being renovated and the bathrooms have moved.  So, after walking one way across the store to no avail, I started to back track my way through sporting goods.  Just as we got to the yoga matts, E squats down and pees.  AGGHHH.  Okay, I am a horrible mom.  I just walked away.  Nothing in my cart had been hit.  E had on a dress so that was fine to.  I whipped off her patines and tossed them in a garbage bin.  I turned the cart around and headed for the gardening section.  I bought my plants.  I paid for everything.  E never mentioned the incident.  I played dumb.  We made it home in one piece. 

Today, I feel sort of bad.  This isn’t the first time I have just walked away from a mess in Walmart.  A bit ago E was walking beside me down the laundry detergent isle.  She thought she would help by lifting off a large bottle of Tide liquid soap.  She is strong, but not that strong.  The jug hit the floor and started to ooz blue liquid.  I snatched E into the cart and took off.  I found myself in electronics, hoping no one would have seen E’s blunder.  We paid.  We left.  I felt bad.  Hmmm.  I need to be a better mom…and maybe send a card and some flowers to the store.

New Day, New Week June 9, 2008

I admit, I am a complete chicken shit….I haven’t been able to screw up the courage to knock on any doors and say, “wanna be my friend”.  I did manage to make it to a play group in my own village though!  Of course, it is June, and next week is the last get together for the summer.  Lucky me.  I hope that by next week I have made a good enough impression on at least one of the moms to get a phone number and a hopefully a new friend or two!  I say this is for the girls, but really, it is for me!  I need a friend.  I need someone to chat with, who will pop over for a coffee and maybe ever go to a movie with me once in a while.  I am lonely.  I miss human companionship.  The girls having playmates is really just icing on the cake!

I am a bad mom some times.  This afternoon I put E down for a nap and I didn’t bother putting a panty diaper on her.  Of course, she piddled in the bed.  The bed which the sheets were just washed for yesterday….spilled milk.  Hmmm.  Now, she is laying down in my bed, with a bare bum.  Hmmm.  I have to be more vigilant and keep her bum covered and the sheets dry. 

I hope this week is a good one.  I hope I make a friend.  I hope I remember to put diapers on before naps and bed.  I hope we enjoy our backyard to it’s fullest.  I hope I get to eat outside one of these nights! 

 

A Little Of What The Day Holds June 6, 2008

We stayed up too late last night for me to be too much fun this morning.  All my fun was had last night!  Yeah…the gazebo’s up (almost).  Just the canvas top to put on and we can chill and relax in the backyard – you know, once the sod has taken and all.

My oldest, I will call her E from now on, has a thing with Princess Jasmine from Aladin.  She insists on walking around with one arm pulled out of her shirt, exposing a shoulder.  Thankfull, we aren’t part of a religious sect that would shun this behaviour.  Personally, I think it is halarious when she comes out of the bedroom introducing herself as Princess Jasmine.  Who, or what, will she attempt to impersonate next.  Hmmm, should I be scared.  I think so.

My youngest, lets call her H is becoming a little bit of scamp.  She has started taking off her pants, shorts, skirt and then her diaper.  She has this uncanny ability to pee as soon as all the items have been discarded.  My house is starting to have a urine smell to it…I am sure the ants who have decided to move in love it!  Once we are outside on the grass, I won’t mind the piddling.  ‘Nature pee’s’ my aunt calls them.  I wonder if our lawn will look like we have a dog though.  Hmmm.

E goes to the dentist today for her first appointment.  She has been a couple of times in the past, just to sit in the chair and get to know the space.  She has done great so far.  And, she loves having her teeth brushed.  I am hoping that these are signs of good things to come this afternoon.  I too am in for a cleaning.  I don’t fear the dentist.  I hate the flouride though….I am a real gager.  Should be an interesting afternoon to say the least.  At least the sun is out again today.  Maybe I will be able to convince my husband, S, to get a Fat Franks and have a picnic in the park once we are done.  Sounds like a better way to end a grumpy morning.