Well it's been a while! I've been in a blogging "rut" lately, and though a lot has been going on, I just haven't felt like writing about it, lol. But today, I feel like it. So here we go.
We live in a home with one bathroom. One toilet, one bathtub, and one bathroom sink. As there are four of us living here, this presents some challenges. Because I had just put the girls in the bathtub and hadn't even shampooed their hair or soaped them up, when Isabelle informed me that "Lacey diarrhea."
Oh yes. Lacey diarrhea.
Showing posts with label mommyhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mommyhood. Show all posts
Feb 24, 2012
Oct 29, 2011
25
25. I turned 25 on Friday. And I can't believe how time flies.
I remember being excited about being "lucky 7-years-old," and excited about finally being able to get my driver's license when I turned 16. And then 18 was big too, and 21 meant I was really an adult.
When I was younger, I remember thinking that 25 was old. Maybe it is, but I don't really feel old. Just older. I still feel like the same person I've always been, and that's a good thing for me.
I remember being excited about being "lucky 7-years-old," and excited about finally being able to get my driver's license when I turned 16. And then 18 was big too, and 21 meant I was really an adult.
When I was younger, I remember thinking that 25 was old. Maybe it is, but I don't really feel old. Just older. I still feel like the same person I've always been, and that's a good thing for me.
Feb 24, 2011
Don't Judge Too Quickly
This morning, while I was feeding my sweet little Isabelle her breakfast, I had a thought: I hope nobody turns us in to social services.
Are all 16-month-olds this accident-prone, or is it just mine? Right now, she has a swollen upper-lip from knocking her face into her toy chest yesterday afternoon, and a big purple bruise on her cheek from an encounter with the leg of my mother-in-law's ottoman last night - not to mention, she has chipped two of her teeth (on separate occasions) - AND, she's missing half of her fingernail from getting her fingers caught in the door. She's a MESS, lol!
When I was three, I was jumping from the couch to the coffee table, and needed stitches after falling and hitting my head on the corner of a table. My mother-in-law has countless stories of the trouble Blake got into when he was little, including chasing birds with a casting net. On the roof. So I now have the Poison Control Hotline programmed into my phone and always travel with a small First Aid kit. Life is going to be very interesting with this one.
Jan 3, 2011
Unsolicited Advice
When you take two babies out into the public, you become a magnet for attention, often in the form of Unsolicited Advice. All of it is well-meant, I'm sure, but it still gets annoying after a while.
Today I went shopping with both girls in my new double stroller (that I paid only $85 for - Thank you, Craigslist!). After a long, challenging day, I was leaving Babies "R" Us and loading up the van, when an older woman spotted us and approached. She started with the usual "Oh, how precious, how old are they? Both girls? Oh, look how sweet, etc." I smiled respectfully and answered her questions while continuing to load the van, desperate to escape.
Then she said the dreaded phrase, "Let me give you some advice, one mother to another mother..."
I politely inclined my ear, as I thought, Great. JUST what I need, yet ANOTHER piece of unsolicited advice from a TOTAL stranger!
The woman leaned in close, and said, "Fix your skirt in the back, dear. It's tucked into your shorts."
Today I went shopping with both girls in my new double stroller (that I paid only $85 for - Thank you, Craigslist!). After a long, challenging day, I was leaving Babies "R" Us and loading up the van, when an older woman spotted us and approached. She started with the usual "Oh, how precious, how old are they? Both girls? Oh, look how sweet, etc." I smiled respectfully and answered her questions while continuing to load the van, desperate to escape.
Then she said the dreaded phrase, "Let me give you some advice, one mother to another mother..."
I politely inclined my ear, as I thought, Great. JUST what I need, yet ANOTHER piece of unsolicited advice from a TOTAL stranger!
The woman leaned in close, and said, "Fix your skirt in the back, dear. It's tucked into your shorts."
Oct 12, 2010
No, Baby, Desitin is NOT for Eating!
Well, it finally happened - we had to call the poison control hotline Sunday morning.
Blake and I were busy getting ready for Mass (and Isabelle's birthday party), and Isabelle was playing in her walker. I knew she had wandered into her nursery and was probably pulling her diapers off the changing table (which she did), but I didn't think there was anything else she could get into. I was so wrong.
Blake and I were busy getting ready for Mass (and Isabelle's birthday party), and Isabelle was playing in her walker. I knew she had wandered into her nursery and was probably pulling her diapers off the changing table (which she did), but I didn't think there was anything else she could get into. I was so wrong.
Sep 14, 2010
Thank You Isabelle for Bringing Momma the Dead Bug.
Today Isabelle was playing in the living room by the window, and I was sitting on the couch watching her. I noticed she found something on the floor that she was particularly excited about. "Whatcha got Isabelle?" I asked. Then she held up her closed fist with a big smile on her face. "Bring it to Momma, Isabelle." She then crawled across the room to the couch I was laying on and proudly proceeded to put a dead fly in my hand. (I swear, I swept and mopped the entire living room yesterday.)
THANK YOU Isabelle!
*Sigh.* At least she didn't eat it.
THANK YOU Isabelle!
*Sigh.* At least she didn't eat it.
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