Saturday, January 21, 2012

Saturday

Hey fellow Saturday enjoyers!

I hope everyone is having a great weekend so far! It has been uneventful, but still nice to spend time with a rambunctious 2.5 year old who is tearing up the house, and my hubby who just wants to sit on the couch and relax after working all week. No biggie.  Please don't read this as I wish Kris didn't want to sit on the couch, because I can second that feeling in a heart beat.  And a man deserves a little down time once in a while when he is the primary financial care giver.  So Ethan and I went for a walk this morning, and it wouldn't be so bad if the temperature hadn't dropped 15 degrees since I first went out at 4 am (oh don't get me started, I love my friend I am exercising with in the morning, the ability to walk and talk without having to stop to holler at your kid or try to resolve an issue over a toy, or whatever it is is an absolute blessing, but 4 am just plain sucks, and so do the lunges Sarah...) and the wind was kind of bitter too, and I didn't really expect the temperature to DROP after 5 hours, so I didn't quite dress us warmly enough to be out there, and I hate to admit that, because I know if I am cold, Ethan is probably either fine, or chilly (he runs so stinking hot, he can sweat up a storm in 65 degree weather, it is going to be a fun adolescence with him, ha!).  But he was okay, pushing his big ole John Deere dump truck all over the place, putting dirt in the back, sitting on it while I pushed him, pushing it down a hill and watching how far it went.  He's a hoot.  The funniest thing was when he realized that running his dump truck through the dirt gets it dirty (imagine that!) and he was upset for about 2 seconds about the tires being dirty.  He got over that fast.

Another thing we are working on, and I am trying so hard to be patient, with is potty training.  He was doing SO good in the beginning, he loved going to the potty and usually didn't make it in time, and he had a lot of poopy undies (I still shudder, I would rather diapers for poop, instead of washing out underwear, ick!).  And then he got pooping on the potty down (which is absolutely spectacular!) and to this day he will NOT poop in a diaper, which is totally rocken for mommy!  BUT... all good things come to an end.  Or maybe just a set back.  Because now he doesn't let ANYONE know he has to go potty (he used to announce it: I Otty, not using the P but definitely going), now he is just too busy to stop to go use the bathroom.  I guess the novelty of using the potty like mommy and daddy has worn off.  Because one minute he's cool, and next minute I look at him and hes got a giant wet crotch.  I ask him: Ethan, do you need to go potty, he says: No.  Well DUH! He's already went!! Or better yet, I'll say okay lets to potty, trying to nip it before he has an accident, and I guess those are magic bladder relaxing words, because before we can get into the bathroom, he's already gone! And get this, it isn't all of it!  He'll still sit on the potty and pee a bunch!  It's like, I don't know, what I am guessing is that he has to go so bad but can't fathom stopping (because it, in a toddlers mind, won't be there when he gets back) that he just goes as much as he needs to in order to continue playing with no issues. AHHH!!! Help! I reckon he'll pick it up eventually, just keep working on it, but another year of this in my future makes me want to just go back to diapers for another 6 months to avoid washing 5 pairs of pants and undies and a set of sheets and blankets every day! Anyone have some suggestions? I have tried bribes (candy and stickers) and verbal rewards (yea, yipee) and affirmations (give mommy a high five you big boy!!) I am just near the end of always having to take him to the bathroom and change his clothes. I am not embarrassed, do not get me wrong, because anyone who tsks or thinks of me as a bad parent obvious 1) has never gone through the potty training process with their child personally (in other words, the day care trained them) or 2) doesn't have kids.  Simple as that. I just want to stop having to touch his pee pee clothes and having to dry them out before putting them in the dirty clothes so they don't get nasty smelling, or having to remember to make sure there is enough undies and pants in the diaper bag for even the simplest trips, and worse, his poor bottom, it constantly is going in and out of a rash from the pee (I always change him immediately, so I think part of it is the mixture of sweat, pee, and fabric softener, which I have completely cut out for him), UGH! Okay enough of that rant

I guess I should get off here and pinterest and go do some dishes, while I still have a few moments to myself (Kris is napping because I got to sleep in an hour and a half, and Ethan is still napping).  I bet we'll be back outside after Ethan wakes up, I hear a lot of kids out there right now playing and Ethan thinks he can play with the 10-15 year olds, makes a mama nervous.


My sweet boy yesterday at the track, checking out his favorite thing: Rocks

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