Friday, September 30, 2011
I don't want to say this out loud, but you have been amazing this week, and I really needed that. Don't get me wrong, you're still your crazy terror two year old self, but I saw a glimpse of mama's sweet baby in there. There were times this week so were SO good, it was actually frightening. And made me want to tear up. And alert the press all at the same time.
I took you to an event this week called 'Music Sandwiched In' at the library downtown. I found out about it from the kid's magazine here in town, so I just figured it was a bunch of kids dancing around listening to music played by a quartet. This specific one we went to was called 'Music with a Twist.' One man played a violin, while another lady played the harp to such pieces as Michael Jackson, Led Zeplin, Elton John, Coldplay, and more. I have to say that is was awesome!! While we were just about the youngest people there, it didn't seem to bother us much because we had a blast! You sat in my lap for the most part and danced around. (Yes, sat in my lap. Please check your pulse) Or sat next to me in the chair. Or danced in the aisle next to me. Also flirted with some of the senior citizens not realizing they were listening to KISS. You were so good. As I had anticipated though, since there was live music. When we were leaving, a few women that were behind us told me how good of a little boy you were and they were shocked you sat still for an hour. Of course I thought, no shit, right?! But instead I mustered up a, yes, he did very good!
Another day this week, which was not so exciting, was new tire day. Oh how excited I was to get ALL new tires. Sheesh! But seeing as how they were pretty much legally bald and I'm driving home today, that may be a good thing. So while we were getting new tires, you and I walked across the parking lot to the mall. I swear, someone was smart by putting Good Year in the same parking lot! We went dress shopping, for me of course, for a wedding I am going to next weekend. Then you got to play around on the indoor playground and carousel. Once again, checking my pulse. You did so good. I seriously wanted to reward you (and me) with a cupcake!
And last but not least, yesterday! I had a spray tan yesterday morning at someones house that you came with me to. You played with your toys and were so quiet. Seriously, did someone sedate you and not tell me? You were great! Afterwards, we had to go check out a preschool that I'm thinking about sending you to because I may be going back to work, which feels weird saying. You immediately found the music class and went right in like you'd been there before. So cute!! After the preschool tour, we then went to a meeting so I could check out a spa I may be working on call for my spray tans. While you were getting a little rambunctious, you still were so good! Overall, I have to say this has been one of the best weeks we have had in such a long time! Gold star for you!!
Davis, I love you with all my heart and you continue to melt it all the time. Even little things get me. Like when you woke up screaming from a nap yesterday, and you kept saying POOH!!! Evidently, pooh bear escaped to the floor during nap and that was not okay.
Thank you baby, for the love you give me. For the sloppy banana kisses you give me. And for filling my life and my heart with love and joy.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
In one of my lasts posts while talking about my two year old eractic behavior, I compared him to a little drunk man. Stumbling around with his roller coaster of emotion. Never knowing what we are going to get next. Liquids spilling everywhere!
So you can see why I was absolutley almost peeing my pants when I came across this video. Like literally having to keep my laughter under control as to not wake up the hubby, that was lying right next to me. I found the perfect time to watch this video, let me tell ya!
If you have a little demented sense of humor, you may enjoy this. Or you may have seen it before. I believe it was on the Jimmy Kimmel show. Either way, enjoy!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
One thing that has been a God send has been seeking sitters. Whether you are new to a city, or just don't have a sitter, this company does all the work for you. I put my trust in this company and feel confident with the sitters that have come to watch Davis. Locally owned and operated (check for a location near you, as they are in most states), seeking sitters was started by a licensed private investigator. You can rest assured knowing your sitter has had a thorough background check, and is first aid and CPR certified. Seeking Sitters can help with a full-time, part-time or even last-minute babysitter needs!
Another wonderful thing about Seeking Sitters is they come prepared with a bag full of new toys and crafts to play with your child. What child doesn't want to play with something new for a few hours? Davis is very comfortable with her, as I have had the same sitter come several times. And with Davis never being left with a sitter before besides family, leaves us feeling at ease.
Friday, September 23, 2011
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Have a fantastic weekend, everyone!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
What do I mean by this, you ask? Well, if you have been on pinterest lately, or seen a million people posting and pinning images of sock bun curls, then you know how beautiful they are. I thought, sheesh! I got this! My hair is going to look gee-or-geous!
Isn't that beautiful? I'm sure you have guessed that is obviously NOT my hair. No. Not. At. All! I watched a tutorial the other day and was ready to go. However, she demonstrated on her little girl, not herself. So I followed, step by step of exactly what she did. I was so excited this morning to unveil my beautiful flowing locks. I was going to have the easiest, most beautiful curls.
So, I get up, and unravel my hair from this tiny little sock. That's right. Like I said, I followed step by step as in the video. She used a toddler sock, so I figured that since I have a toddler, I have a lot of toddler socks. Why did I think this? Lord, I question these things all of the time. So I unwrap my hair from this tiny little sock and just stared. Surely this can't be right. What the...????
Then I realized, Hello not five year old little girl! Use a bigger sock! Man am I blonde! But at least I can follow instructions, right?!???
I got to work quickly and started straightening my hair. But really, how did I think I was going to shove all of my hair in a tiny little sock and it actually look good??
I will try again. I will concur this sock bun thing. My hubby may be missing a few socks, but it will be done!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Don't worry, Mommy still loves you. I love you with all my heart, to the moon and back, and bigger than the world. Even though you sometimes make me want to bang my head into the wall, you still melt my heart with your sweet kisses and hugs. I know what you are going through right now is just a phase, but if you could please just have a talk with yourself and move this along quickly, mommy would really appreciate it. Now that we are staying in an apartment temporarily, I think your shrill screaming is going to have the neighbors wondering what is going on in our home. I would prefer CPS to not show up at my door. Then again, I'm sure that when I told them that I have a two year old, they would just nod and smile.
Luckily, I know that I am not alone. That what you are going through is normal. I know mommy gets very stressed and my face sometimes turns into a sweating tomato, but not to worry. I will not explode.
I still get excited when I wake you up every morning and get to see your face. I still look forward to every night when I get to sing you to sleep. I look forward to cuddling for five seconds here and there when you'll let me. I love watching your face when you try new foods and realize you love it. And when you experience something new for the first time, you get so excited.
So, you and I are both going through something new right now. But we are both making the best of it, as best as we can. I know you love me, little man. Your body is changing and your mind is growing. But anytime you want to simmer down, both daddy and I would love it.
Don't forget we love you, my crazy little two year old. Try to bring it down a notch.
"A temper tantrum, whether thrown by a child or an adult is a coping mechanism occurring because an individual has not learned how to correctly manage disappointment"
Friday, September 16, 2011
I can't begin to describe the copious amounts of stress I am under right now, that I actually feel like I'm going to break. To add the cherry on top, Davis is none other than a awful, very bad, no good, terrible two year old. Is there a cure for this? Can we hypnotize him? Baby Prozac? Something? Anything? Being around a two year old is like living with someone that is bipolar. One minute, he totally loves me, and the next, he's in the midst of the 100th tantrum. By the way, it's only 9am at this point. (Right now, he's kicking the walls. I just want to fill you in on every aspect right now. Found a cure, yet?)
Take this morning for example. I had finally made it to the gym on time for the first day this week, for a class. (It's been one of those weeks with Davis) To help him with the transition of everything that has been going on, he is beyond attached to his Pooh Bear right now. While this is very cute, it makes things difficult when we are out in public. I was letting him bring the bear into the kids area the first few days, to help him get used to being in there. I noticed that when he has the bear, he wasn't wanting to play with anyone or anything else in there, so I cut that off. Today he decided to show me how upset he was about this. I was talking to someone outside of the kids area, and she was saying how cute Davis is. Ha! If only you knew lady. Cute on the outside, flames on the inside. Out of left field, SMACK! Right across my face. I was so in shock that I had no clue what to do. Put him in time out in the middle of the gym? I didn't feel like making an even bigger scene than we already had. I told him no, had a talk with him, and still didn't know what to do. I'm sure some of you are thinking that I should have spanked him. Me wanting to spank Davis is crossing my mind more and more as the minutes go on. But we don't spank. I have my reasons, but that's another discussion. All I wanted to do was go to the sauna and just cry. I feel defeated. Defeated by a tiny two year old. I'm at a loss and am praying that I can figure out something to do with this child before things get worse. Please say they get better!
Seemingly overnight, my son has transformed from a kid we could take anywhere—WOULD take anywhere thanks to his perfect restaurant behavior—into a child that can’t handle sitting in a shopping cart for five minutes while in Target because all he wants to do is squirm and run around and knock things over.
It’s a tough stage. It’s a stage that makes you doubt yourself as a parent. It pushes you far beyond your patience limit and then back again. It’s a stage where one parent is pitted against the other at times, just desperately trying to find a way to make it through our cheeseburgers on a Friday night out in public.
Time-outs work pretty well, but my husband and I are still frazzled and on-edge after a particularly difficult tantrum session. But, thankfully, we’ve found a way to cope—we laugh. We joke that living with our son is like living with a very tiny, very loud, very destructive drunk person–emotionally unstable, extreme mood swings, wobbly gait, copious amounts of drool, liquids spilled on the carpet and a predilection for running around naked. It’s like living with a college student.
So, here’s hoping that this challenging stage passes soon—although it’s sort of the-devil-you-know-versus-the-devil-you-don’t. Because I’ll probably look back at this post later on in life, after he’s totaled our car or something similar, and wish time-outs still worked.
But, I’d love to hear any other suggestions or comments—even if it’s just to express shared misery!
And remember, you may want to share something fast, or googling baby boarding school is in my near future.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
This was at a picnic last weekend.
He's really thinking about. Do I like this chocolatey goodness? Hmmm..
Oh, dear! I do believe we created a monster! And he's off!
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I now laugh at this experience. Although at the time, did not find it funny, but rather embarrassing. But hey, I'm only human. As for Davis, his gut wrenching screams have his species yet to be determined.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Happy Wednesday, everyone!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
(This was on a bathroom door I saw on the way back to Texas. Seriously? I will send you smoke signals and you can come save me.)
While I know things will be better in the long run, things are just overly stressful right now. Davis wakes up and is always looking for Michael, confused as to where he has been. I also think he believes he is being punished because I have to keep all of his toys in the garage for when people view the house. His sad little face when he looks outside to see if Michael's car is there makes me want to cry. His tantrums that he has been throwing to show me how upset he is, is making me want to scream. The added stress is a lot! Serenity now, Davis!
And when this child throws a tantrum, he throws a tantrum. All DAY! But go figure he's an absolute angel when he's with others. Why is that? Riddle me this.
So, for now, I'm trying to stay calm and am praying Davis' baby horns stay in.
Sunday, September 4, 2011