The favorite rite of passage for all parents of toddlers. The end result is great, getting there is a pain.
My “favorite” highlights from potty training week:
The first afternoon of potty training I took off the diaper, brought in the froggy toddler potty and we read some potty books. I turned around to chop something for dinner and next thing I hear is, “Wet! Wet!” and Miss Lulu was sitting in a puddle of wet, splashing and rubbing it into the floors. I went to pick her up and take her to the potty and then clean her up, and when I bent down to pick her up she reached up and rubbed her urine coated hands all over my face. OHMYGOSH. Urine Facial = terrible. My plan of having a trial day of potty training was awful. Terrible idea. I should have just stuck with my plan to use my long weekend to start the process.
The next day I introduced potty training was Thursday. And I busted out some Jelly Beans, Let her run around naked. My idea was to just use stickers to motivate her, but then I changed my mind and used food as incentive. She got 1 jelly bean for #1 and 2 jelly beans for #2 for anything that actually made it into the potty. I knew it was a good incentive when I put the jelly beans in a jar, while Lulu was watching me and she through a full on cry on the floor, yell and scream tantrum because I wasn’t giving her a jelly bean RIGHT NOW. She eventually got over it.
It wasn’t until Day 6. DAY SIX!! That she announced, “Potty, mamma.” And then sat at the potty. There was a hallelujah chorus, I’m sure. But the six days before that? Lots and Lot and Lots of accidents. Thank goodness for hard wood floors, wipes, clorox wipes, and paper towels.
My sanity was almost broken at the end of it. I was a frazzled, dirty, grossed out mess.
But I survived.
And now she announces when she needs to go potty. We have very few accidents. I still get wary when we are gone for long periods of time, like car rides, because from the time she tells me she needs to go till when she goes, I have about 1-3 minutes. We use pull-ups for long travel and naps (diapers for bed). And she is doing, over all, very well.
And I have somewhat regained my sanity, although I’m still a little traumatized.
I know. I’m a blog slack-a-lot. I’m aware.
About 8 weeks ago. Our little toddler turned TWO! We had the opportunity to celebrate twice. Once with our good friends and neighbors (well they WERE our neighbors until they LEFT us! Boo.). And then again in NoVa with Viddy’s parents and my father who was in town for a conference.
For the gathering here in NC, I made homemade funfetti cupcakes. Gluten Free, of course. I just added a vanilla pudding packet and sprinkles to my cupcake mix. Easy Breezy. Then I topped the cupcakes with green frosting and sprinkles and stuck dum-dums in them to be some kind of resemblance to truffula trees. From the movie The Lorax. Lulu is kind of obsessed with 2 movies – Finding Nemo and The Lorax. And Monsters, Inc., comes in 2nd.
I thought a Lorax themed party with yellow melting chocolate Lorax ‘staches and cupcakes and a whole buffet of Lorax themed treats would be awesome. What happened was cupcakes.
For the second birthday celebration, there just happened to be a baker very near Viddy’s parent’s house that did GF cupcakes. And per the request of Viddy, we got carrot cake cupcakes. And they were phenomenal. She put fondant 2s on each cupcake. It was adorable.
Our gift to Lulu was all the blood sweat and tears that went into her play kitchen. And the play kitchen, which she loves. I’ll post my DIY play kitchen tips in another post – they are extensive.
Lulu is very fun and sweet and cuddly and smart and has amazing hair.
Sometimes she gets cranky when she’s hungry or tired or having a toddler moment. Her favorite word is, “NO.” Sometimes she does use, “No thank you.” We’re working on that. She had a phase with biting, which ended with a squirt of distilled vinegar in her mouth along with time-out, and a lot of reminders that BITING HURTS. She drew blood from me twice and bruised my arm pretty bad. She also had a phase of hitting, and since sometimes hitting wasn’t quite enough – like when she is in the car and can’t reach me – she would narrate what she wanted to do, “HIT, MOMMA!” Thankfully, for now, that seems to have passed. A few nights ago in her crib she was holding her sheep and she said, “HIT!” and made the sheep hit her. And then she shook her head and said, “No, sheep, no. Hitting ouchie.” So, I think she figured it out.
She talks a ton. Sometimes I can’t understand her and wish I had a toddler translator, but more and more I understand what she says. She loves to sing with me, her favorites include: Families can be Together Forever, I am a Child of God, I Love to See the Temple, Baa Baa Black Sheep, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Jesus Wants me for a Sunbeam, Row Row Row Your Boat, The Wheels on the Bus, Old McDonald, and Caballito Blanco.
Finding Nemo is her all time favorite movie EVER. I can’t even tell you how many times we’ve watched it. She got it as a gift in her Easter Basket. Interestingly, Viddy put the movie on in Spanish and there was absolutely no difference in Lulu’s interest level. She watched it with the same intent as usual. She has a pretty good attention span for a two-year-old. She will sit and watch about 1.5 hours of a 2 hour movie. She’s always had a fairly good attention span with books, too.
She is getting better and better climbing on things at the playground. And in the last few months she really started to play with the kids at her baby-sitters, instead of doing her own thing.
She LOVES nursery. They have snacks and music and bubbles, whats not to love? I’ve been told over and over that she’s happy and shares and partiipates and listens. Even at her baby-sitter, she’s very obedient and happy to play. Now, when she gets back to us after nursery or her sitter’s it can be a different story. She saves all her crankiness and obstinace for us.
Mostly thanks to Pinterest, this idea popped into my head. I became obessed. And I saw pictures of how other seemingly normal, non-carpentery people like myself have DIYed a play kitchen. So, that means that I can, too, right??
Here is mine and Viddy’s story, pictures (I’m not a photographer, no judging on my phone photos), tips and suggestions for doing a play kitchen from a cabinet. If you choose to take on a project like this, I hope you have patience, and lots of gas in your car to go to the hardware store.
I scoped out cabinets. After perusing pinterest and google images I knew what I wanted and needed. But I had to FIND it. I searched on craigslist for end tables and cabinets and even microwave stands trying to find something that would work for me. I wanted to alter it minimally. Finally I went to ReStore – the Salvation Army of home appliances, hardware – cabinets and lights and doors and windows and molding and tables and chairs and everything else you need. And I found it. I found the ONE. And they were $10 each. SCORE. Also at ReStore I found a small metal bowl for my sink, wood handles for my oven, and a faucet. The faucet didn’t have the little thing that moves the drain up and down, so it was discounted. But what did I or Lulu care about a drain thing?
(photo of the original cabinets, when it finds its way from the interwebs to my email)
My next stop was Home Depot. I bought some MDF board for the countertop. It was sturdy, cheap, no splinters. I also bought primer, red paint, cream paint, sand paper, wood putty, painters tape, the cheesey sticky cloth stuff to take off dust, Magnetic paint ($$), foam brushes, foam rollers, trays.
From Target I bought the black inside sink flat dish rack that I used as an oven rack and the touch light that I painted red with nail polish for an oven light.
From Amazon I bought magnet closures (also available at Home Depot) for the oven and replacement oven knobs.
Michael’s supplied the high gloss paint sealer for the oven and stovetop, scrapbook paper and Modge Podge for the back of the fridge/cabinet.
Honestly, with the paint and hardware and time – this wasn’t cheaper than buying a play kitchen. I could have gotten a Fisher Price play kitchen from craigslist for less. Maybe much less. But it wasn’t what I wanted. And this kitchen was my post-school, entering new job, stressed out of my mind therapy. And it cost less to do this than pharmaceuticals and therapy. (Now I’m happy and well adjusted to working, FYI). I know and read about some people who did this whole project for $20 or something because they had the cabinets, paint, hardware, etc. But that wasn’t me.
Viddy, my kind, loving, patient, supportive-of-my-crazy-ideas husband, did all the drilling and hardware support. He is a man who loves him some power tools and any chance to use them.
So, the actual steps I took. More or less.
1. Detached the doors and took off the hardware
2. Sanded the whole dang thing (next time I would skip this – especially on particle board and just prime with a primer that is made to do that)
3. Prepped the wood – Viddy cut out the sink hole and faucet holes, placed a board in the middle of the cabinet to separate the oven from the cabinet. Filled in the holes I didn’t want with wood putty, I also used wood putty and wood glue to fill in some holes and cracks in the bottom of the cabinets.
4. Put the faucet in. Viddy took off some of the unnecessary thing we didn’t need from the faucet. Like the pipes. Then bolted it in place.
5. Sanded some more. Really. Sanding is a pain in my toosh. Actually my lower back.
6. Vacuumed off the dust and pollen (Oh. This project started outside in my screened in porch until the great pollen dusting happened). Wiped everything down with those yellow sticky cheesey cloth things.
7. Painters tape. I covered the faucet in painters tape. Funny – it never occurred to me to take the painters tape off after I was really really done painting. I waited until it was good and try and then tried to peel it off. Like, it had been a month. Ha. I peeled off paint. And then I had to retouch that paint. So, when you use painters tape peel it off sooner. Amateur mistake.
7. PRIMED. I started with spray paint. Mistake. I learned that I LOATHE spray paint for things like this. Try and get an even coat? Deal with wind? Fumes? Thumb fatigue? Spray paint bites – probably because I didn’t do it right. Foam brushes and regular paint – that saved my sanity and thumbs. At this point I also used the Magnetic paint on the front of the cabinet/fridge – probably about 5 layers worth. Weird stuff, really thick and hard to stir. Anyone need magnet paint for anything? I have about 1/2 left.
8. More wiping down with the yellow sticky cloth things.
9. More Paint. At least two coats of the cream and red both. I used two sample sizes of the red since I just did two cabinet doors, the tall cabinet door, and the countertop.
10. Drilled holes for the stovetop knobs (whoops, should have done that before painting…). The knobs turn. Viddy glued 1/2 wood dowel into the knobs, put them in the holes, drilled a small hole through the dowel and put zip ties through those. The result is knobs that turn! Low tech solution.
11. Modge Podged the scrapbook paper on the inside back of the cabinets.
12. Put the doors back on, put the oven door on with the hinges on the bottom. Wood glued the countertop on. Put in the shelves. Put the sink in.
13. Detail Painting. I painted the burners freehand (I wanted a flat surface to use as countertop space) I traced out the circles and painted with a small foam brush. I also painted the oven “window.” I painted the inside of the oven the same black. Then I covered it all in super high gloss to give it that enamel look – I guess this part – the inside of the oven, happened around #9 actually. Who’s counting?
14. One last clean and then I put felt pads on the bottom and brought it inside!
Lulu LOVES it. She plays with it almost every day. She doesn’t quite get the oven yet, but she’s happy to play with her play food (Thanks Mimi!) in the sink and pretend wash her hands. I figure as she gets bigger I could attach locking wheels to the bottom to raise it a few inches, or use 2x4s.
This whole thing took me about 6-8 weeks. I worked on it in the evenings, here and there. It’s not perfect. I know where all the imperfections are – where I had to retouch paint more times then I should have because I didn’t know what I was doing. But, my daughter loves it and what else matters?
For bedtime, Lulu and I have a little routine. It involves reading books, singing songs, laying her in bed and then singing Baa Baa Black Sheep.
Tonight, as we were sitting in the rocking chair together I decided to tell her a story. So, I told her the super simplified version of Noah and the Ark.
Me: Can I tell you a story?
Me: This story is about a man named Noah.
Lulu: No Bah?
Me: God told Noah he had to gather animals.
Me: So, he found sheep.
Me: and horses.
Me: and zebras
Me: and bees.
Lulu: Bee! (With the sign)
Me: and camels
Me: and fish (I know, I know, I just kept naming things, ok?)
Lulu: (fish face)
Me: and Noah put all the animals on a boat
Me: and then it rained
Me: and then a rainbow appeared in the sky
Lulu: rain boooo!
Me: and the boat stopped and the animals got off
Monday’s were never my favorite. Especially Monday’s where I wake up feeling like my cranium is going to explode with sinus yuckiness. Thankfully, little Lulu isn’t so fond of Monday’s either and she decided to sleep until 9:20. She’s been under the weather, so I didn’t want to wake her (and let’s be honest – I didn’t want to wake up either).
So today has been a lazy day. I’m staying in my pajamas. No make-up. Sabrina’s in a I-still-need-to-do-some-laundry outfit.
The blender exploded this morning. And by exploded, I mean it exploded it’s contents. User Error. It was a combination of top-not-on-right and not paying attention. Right after the explosion, Viddy opens the door after running an errand. And he gets to see large splotches of green fruit smoothie EVERYWHERE. I shrugged my shoulders. We laughed. There was enough smoothie left in the blender for me, Viddy, and Lulu to get our fill.
I’m still looking for a job, I have one half job offer. And some interesting leads. I need to pay off my student loans. I know I’m going to work for the next year or two full time – and I feel good about that decision. But for now I’m enjoying home.
It seems like the last three years have flown by. Time goes by so much faster than it used to. It’s March already! When did that happen?
Just a minute ago I was swaddling my baby, right? Swaddling and bouncing and listening to coos? Now she can say, “Frustrated!” Although it sounds more like, “Us trate id.” She told me, “sorry” when the chair fell over (not with her in it, and because she was tugging on the bags I shouldn’t hang on the back of chairs).
Slowly, day by day, life happens. Homework got done. Papers were finished. Meals were made. Clothes worn, washed, not put away, and worn again. A graduation. Birthdays come and go. House is clean, not clean, clean again, not clean again, really not clean, clean again. Another day of work, and another and another, and finally a weekend – repeat.
I can blog, instagram, take pictures as much as I want to try and freeze all the moments I want to keep, but I don’t have a camera on me, or I’m not quick enough to snap the photo. Like when Lulu and her buddy, AJ, are playing and rolling on a great big blow up mattress and tumbling around and sharing or not sharing play food and telling each other, “HI!” Or when Lulu keeps insisting on putting the hat on her foot. Or when she grabbed my face and pulled me to give me a kiss.
Or even when she throws herself on the ground, yelling, crying, upset because I won’t let her have the iPad/she has to get in the car/or I just remind her she needs to wait.
As much as I want to savor each moment (well, less of the tantrumming and more of the sweet baby kisses), I also want to continue on and am anxious to see what the next day, month, year, 5 years will be. How we will change. It’s one great balancing act – being present while making plans.
And this is just how it’s supposed to be. Tomorrow will be more books, visits with friends, more meals, maybe a walk, probably some Curious George. And the next day and the day after that. One day Lulu will be potty trained. One day she’ll read. One day she’ll back talk. One day she’ll fix her own hair.
For now I’m going to read my book, enjoy nap time, hope my cold ends without turning into a sinus infection, and laundry can probably wait one more day (again).
The fun, tantrumming, learning, growing, picky eating, opinionated toddler-ness is in full force.
Miss Lulu is full of opinions. Mostly involving the word, “NO.” And she believes we, her parents, are psychic and know that she wants this particular sock on her hand in this particular way. Or that the frog puppet is supposed to turn the pages, not me.
She is learning learning learning! She is quite the little sponge – learning letters, sounds, counting, shapes, new books, new ways to imagine and play – most of her imaginative play involves food and her stuffed animals.
1. Bath Time- Dave or I just have to say the word bath and it will send Lulu in a frenzy of excited signing, saying, “BATH!!!!! BATH!!!!!!!” over and over and pulling us toward the stairs as fast as possible. Bath time is bliss. Bath time with bubbles is the only way I can turn off the water without hysterics. The bubbles also elicit the same excitement. “BUBBLES!!!!!”
2. Fruit- Apples, strawberries, bananas, fruit smoothies, kiwis. They are all amazing, sweet, and the best food EVER. The opposite of broccoli.
3. iPad- same time of excitement as with bathtime. I thought I was the favorite. But in the morning, when she’s calling, “Momma? Momma? Momma?” and she is very happy to see me. And then she see’s the ipad on my nightstand where it charges every night and she says, “IPAD!!!” and all thoughts of me are gone and replaced with the joy of playing Interactive ABC. She knows how to get to Netflix, so she can watch Curious George, Y.G.G., or Backyardigans. She knows how to get to the apps she wants, can spell words, find letters, talk to Elmo, sing songs, and learn new signs. And the way she uses it, it may seem that all we do is give her the iPad – but really, she’s just a quick learner. And yes, it is a great tool to use to distract a toddler .
4. Teddy’s Tail and then Teddy- Our cat is fluffy. The fluffiest part of our cat is his tail. It waves around and just begs to be pulled, sat on, grabbed, and chased. Poor Teddy. And pulling
Teddy’s tail, hitting Teddy with toys, and otherwise pestering the cat is reason #1 for time-out. Mostly to remove little miss persistent away from the poor defenseless animal. Well, to remove her from the situation to prevent Teddy from remember he still has claws.
5. Sunglasses- are the BEST EVER. Unless they aren’t in the right spot. Something about the way they change the world into a darker shade is just amazing!
1. Green food- Lulu used to eat everything. Then green foods must have developed some kind of funny taste because Lulu no longer finds them palatable.
2. Sharing- Nothing sends Miss Lulu in a rage like sharing. Even the word makes her start gathering all her things and preventing anyone from touching them. Playgroup time is… interesting. She just loses her mind. We play games and play with toys together and she shares food sometimes. We had a slight breakthrough last night when we were playing catch, and after all the balls ended up in the kitchen (because she didn’t want us touching them) Viddy had the idea to hold Lulu’s arms and help her throw and catch back and forth with me – and all was right with the world. I know she’ll learn to be OK sharing in time. But right now, it is the worst thing EVER.
3. Heights- Sometime over the last few months, Lulu decided that laying on her back on high surfaces, like the ottoman or our bed was scary. Very scary. Clutch the bed and cry scary. She can climb of her own volition, but the fear sets in when she’s laid on her back. Or tossed in the air.
4. Waiting/Patience- Similar to sharing, the word wait or patience will start a flow of tears and wails. I believe in teaching patience and waiting – she’s getting to the point where learning how to be patient is important and slowly and surely we’re introducing her to the concept – much to her dislike.
Around Christmas I realized that Lulu knew all her letters and their sounds. And the funny thing was, I didn’t teach her. Her babysitter didn’t teach her. She learned all her letters and their sounds from a Leapfrog letter pad thing. So, then after talking to some friends I decided she should probably have some exposure to the lower case letters, as well. And within a few weeks she knew all the lower case letters. She enjoys pointing out letters on mine or Viddy’s shirts, in grocery stores, in books and on boxes. She has an animal book and she’ll point out letters of the animals names. It’s wonderful to watch her learn and grow.
Counting is going well. She gets up to six without any trouble – and she usually forgets about seven. Eight is her favorite number to point out, and she recognizes it the best. And in the last few weeks she’ll answer when we ask how old she is, she’ll say, “olll gool oooool gol.” and hold out her pointer finger.
Just recently in the last couple of months has started her imaginative play – like I mentioned earlier usually revolved around food and lotion. Any empty container is either food and she’ll pretend to eat it, feed it to us, feed it to her stuffed animals or put on lotion on her face or our faces. We put lotion on her face every night due to her eczema issues. She’ll take her stuffed animals or dolls on rides with her on her dinosaur toy or put them in her booster seat so they can eat.
Her first independent phrase was, “Five little monkeys.” Because she wanted me to sing it to her during dinner. Her other favorite songs include, Little Bunny Foofoo, Jesus wants me for a sunbeam, Baa baa black sheep (she asks for that song every night when I ask what she wants to sing), Twinke Twinkle, and ABCs.
Viddy and I talk about parenting often. It’s a fun puzzle to figure out together. And one of the most important things I’ve learned about parenting – is not to judge other people’s parenting (except for, you know, abuse). Every parent is different, every child is different. I know the things that we do for discipline, like time out, or our TV decisions may not work in the same way or at the same age – but it works for us. This is not a defensive statement, but just an acknowledgement that it’s just one great experiment. And I know that our next kids will be parented slightly different based on their needs and temperaments.
We are coming up on 3 years of marriage and celebrating the birthday of a 2 year old. Lulu has brought so much joy to our lives and we feel very blessed to watch her grow and learn and love. Children are little miracles. Viddy and I are both looking forward to growing our family again as soon as my little thyroid issues are under control.
This post is dedicated to Target. A wondrous place of joy and time-saving supplies.
It’s not officially Halloween, but we did go out to our Ward Trunk or Treat and I tried to introduce Lulu to the wonders of FREE CANDY.
Due to my master’s paper writing schedule ((read: all the time)) I didn’t really have much free time to put together costumes. So, after proposing a few ideas to Viddy, we decided on a circus theme. Lulu got a costume from Costco a few weeks back, a few black balloons, duct tape, and a tutu later – CIRCUS!
I went as a tight-rope walker. I got a tutu from the children’s section – it was a large in the children’s section. I know what ya’ll are thinking. You’re sooo lucky to be so skinny. Well. 1) I thank my thyroid disorder for making me skinnier and 2) That tutu took a lot of pulling and shimming and tugging and Viddy’s help to get into that thing, as well as a few popped seams.
Viddy went as a strong man. Complete with muscles from balloons, and a barbell from a white wrapping paper tube and black balloons.
Lulu was the cutest, of course. She loved being an elephant – although she refused to do her elephant noise in the crowds of the trunk or treat. I tried to take her trick or treating. She’s not really into holding my hand and walking around. And she didn’t understand the candy thing. She love’s sweets, but it never clicked that all these people were giving her chocolate or tootsie rolls or lollipops. The little bit of candy I got (I mean that Lulu got) she wasn’t really into. She was more interested in running up and down the side-walk ramp and waving at people. And she may have at one point licked the cement.
All in all, it was a good Halloween activity. Good food, friends, and costumes.
These are GOOOOOOOOOOD. And don’t judge my picture of the muffins on the left – I gave it a good instragram try and it, well, it’s very red. Oh well.
Recipe adapted from http://thenourishinghome.com/2012/03/cinnamon-streusel-muffins-gf/
1/2 sour cream or plain yogurt (full fat – go big or go home)
1 tsp vanilla
1/3 c. maple syrup
3/4 c. water
1 tsp lemon juice or one pack of Real Lemon
Whisk it all up and add:
2 1/2 c. Flour (I used Pamela’s Baking and Bread mix)
1 tsp Baking Soda
1 tsp salt
Fold the flour and liquid mix together.
For the swirl/filling/topping – mix in a small bowl
4 Tbsp Honey
1 Tsp + 1 tsp Cinnamon or pumpking pie spice combo
2 Tbsp Butter
1 Tsp Vanilla
(mix it all together)
PREHEAT YOUR OVEN TO 350.
Add a scoop of the dough to a lined muffin tin (I ended up just using 10 muffin spaces). Press the dough around to cover the bottom of the tin – it’s thick and sticky. Then put a small dollop of the cinnamon mix in. Evenly distribute the rest of the dough over the 10 muffins.
Bake for about 20-25 minutes or until a skewer or knife comes out clean.
(I’m already dreaming about a pumpkin version of this…)
1. Books. She loves all books, and she wants them read to her over and over and over and over and over again. I’m glad she has a love of reading – I just wish she would choose the less annoying books to want to read repeatedly. Sometimes books may “disapear” for a little bit just to get it out of her eyesight. Her favorites books right now are: Spot’s Opposites, Take Me to the Zoo, Moo Baa LaLaLa, and My First Spanish Words. (Viddy likes to make fun of me when I read the Spanish word book because I completely butcher the language, usually I just tell her what the picture is in English to save myself from pronouncing things wrong).
2. Animals Sounds. Lulu is an animal sounds sponge. I’ve had to get kind of creative with some animals – like the starfish, zebra, and crab. Animal sounds Lulu knows: cat, dog, duck, rooster, monkey, cow, sheep, horse, elephant, pig, penguin, fish, crab, starfish, tiger – lion – dinosaur (roar), bee, bird, camel (spit spit). And she knows the sounds for car and train. I’m trying to teach her the sound babies’ make is “Waaaah.” Just to clarify how you make some of these sounds – Zebra is “Zzz Zzz Zzz,” Crab is opening and closing your hands like claws, and Starfish (this is good) is done by looking at the open palm of your hand and then hitting yourself in the face (GENTLY) as in the starfish uses its sticky limbs to attach itself.
4. Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree. She knows all the hand signs and says “opp or” for popcorn. It’s adorable. And that is the song she wants me and/or Viddy to sing over and over and over and over. Although as second best she will settle for “Old McDonald had a Farm,” and she knows the “EIEIO” part.
5. Mamma. I am her favorite person, even though she uses “da da” as a generic term for Parent. Viddy does take a close second and is moving up to equal footing. In the last week she just started to be a little more possesive of Viddy. But she still loses her mind, like someone is ripping her arm off, if I walk away and leave her even if she is with her dad. No worries, I can be replaced with a good toy, some lotion on her hands, or a snack until she sees me again.
Runners Up: Teddy, Baby Bel cheese, mamma’s purse, Blanket, her stuffed monkey doll, shoes, food except for asian, anything sweet, and flavored water
1. Mamma leaving. See #5.
2. Affection. Anytime Viddy hugs, tickles, touches, leans on, kisses, or holds hands with me then WATCH OUT. Here comes PDA patrol Lulu out to sign “Stop Stop Stop Stop” and intervene as much as possible by pushing or hitting or making noise. If we’re hugging then she wants to be lifted up and wants a group hug. Anything else is not acceptable and will result in lots of signing “Stop.”
3. Not being held while there is cooking happening. Lulu insists that she MUST be held if something, ANYTHING, is going on on top of the counter where she can’t see. She reaches her arms out and whines and whines and says “Uh Uh” for “Up.” The parent cooking just has about a 50% chance that the other parent will be able to distract the determined toddler.
4. Not Getting Mamma’s iPhone. Oh the wailing and crying and tantrumming that occurs. Sometimes I let her carry my phone around, sometimes we even listen to music, and yes – it is a powerful tool for distraction when needed. But I do let her know that it is MY phone and she doesn’t get it all the time when she wants. And she LOUDLY protests. Life is hard when you are 15 months.
Runners Up: Gates, Cupboard Locks, Asian spiced food, hair clips in hair, anytime another child is sitting on Mamma’s or Dadda’s lap, and Mamma trying to hold Lulu’s hand
Talking and Signing: Lulu does pretty well signing. “More” is her favorite sign and can be interpreted to mean more, help, now, this, that, please, take this, again, and want. Her other signs include: cow, pig, bird, help, stop, out, car, milk, eat, sleep, book, ouch, shoe, tree, water, and up. Some of these are hybrid talking/signing words like: bird, out, ouch, stop, water and up. And she can say: belly button, again, Teddy, kitty, apple, happy, diaper, and Dadda. Lulu likes to have conversations with us. I have no idea what she is saying, but she will happily babble Lulu talk at us and we’ll talk back.
Milestones: around 13 months she started to walk and is an unstoppable force of reaching and moving. She does like coloring (thank you Color Wonder), puzzles, and putting on her shoes. She recently figured out how to take off her diaper but we keep pants of some sort on her all the time so she doesn’t get any ideas.
Lulu is learning and learning and learning. She is quite the little sponge. She loves Ms. L who watches her while I am at school or clinical and we are looking forward to Nursery (first Sunday of December)!! Lulu is doing great in every way. She has tapered off a little bit on growth and hasn’t gained much since her 12 month appointment, but her head keeps going up in percentiles. Her head is about 98%. Otherwise she is in the 80′s %ile for weight and height.
I haven’t blogged for a while. How’s it going with you?
Maybe you are curious why I fell off the blogosphere for a bit, maybe you don’t care. I’m going to tell you any way. And hopefully, in future blogs, I will catch up on some milestones. You know, like Lulu’s 1st birthday.
This past summer I took 3 classes. Which, in hindsight, was a terrible idea. I never felt caught up on anything and was very very very overwhelmed. Kind of like I was stuck on a out of control roller coaster that I was supposed to manage while juggling three kittens and saving the world. Oh, and clean my house and feed my family. We all did manage to get fed, the house cleaning….. eh. Viddy did help tremendously. He did the dishes and laundry and cooked us tacos, I mean dinner. And after Lulu went to bed at 7:30 I worked and worked and worked on my laptop that at one point had the audacity to BREAK, and now its fixed.
Oh and I was supposed to be working on my Master’s paper during that whole time. HAHAHAHAHA. HAHA.
Blogging kind of fell by the wayside.
I’m sure you all know I have Celiac’s disease - that pesky little autoimmune issue that prevents me from enjoying Costco chocolate cake and other things. Well, because of HLAs and DQ2 and DQ8 and my genes, I have a higher chance of developing other autoimmune problems. Drum roll please. I am now the proud recipients of ANOTHER autoimmune issue called Grave’s Disease, which is one cause of hyperthyroidism and comes with a complimentary side of weight loss, anxiety, irritability, and ADD (until it’s fixed of course and then all those things go away).
I started to realize something was weird at the end of July when I had fallen off my healthy-eating bandwagon and was eating Blue Bell ice cream EVERY NIGHT and I was still losing weight. And my heart rate was 130 at rest. You know, not so normal.
After seeing a few doctors and getting my blood drawn and analyzed – I am now on medication that in essence stops my thyroid partially. And shocker, I feel normal and calm and collected and happy and I can concentrate. I have a 50% chance of it going away after a year or so, and if it doesn’t I’ll have have my thyroid zapped and be on replacement thyroid hormone for the rest of my life. Here’s hoping for the 50% chance it goes away by itself!
Initially I blamed my summer classes for making me feel overwhelmed and PMS-y all the time (Hi, Viddy! Remember that? Wasn’t that AWESOME for you?? ) But it turns out I can blame my thyroid.
As a consolation prize, Viddy bought me this:
He’s so sweet and nerdy.
Any way. There it is – the main reason I stopped blogging for a bit. I hope to catch up with some major events this summer – Lulu’s 1st birthday, the Family Reunion, and anything else I remember. And I should really write my Master’s paper so I can graduate this December…
P.S. Viddy called my writing style “Facetious and Bubbly.”