Baby Milestone

Keira, our little Princess, will be 15 months old on the 18th of this month.

For a while now we have had this little potty in our master bathroom:
Potty

You can click this link to get to Babies R Us website to see how much it is and get it shipped to you. 🙂

Anyway – whenever I go to the potty, she follows right behind me. I always ask her “Do you have to go pee pee?” She will point at the bear on the front and say “Pee-pee”. She’ll sit down and I have to get her up and get her pants off and her diaper to let her sit. But by the time I do that, she’s already went potty. I let her sit there anyway.

Well – yesterday at Big Daddy and Mawmaw’s house she kept saying “pee-pee, pee-pee” and pointing to her diaper. So I checked her but she wasn’t wet. Said it another few times and I finally asked her if she had to go to the potty. She started to walk off to the bathroom.

Once in there I got her pants and diaper off of her and sat her down on the big person potty. She sat there for a minute and kicking her feet, watching her pants fall off her feet. Then she started to fidget like she wanted down. So I stood her up, off to the side of the potty. Almost as soon as her feet it the floor she started to pee. I picked her back up really quick and she stopped and then when I sat her back on the potty she finished pee-peeing in the potty!

I told her “Good girl Keira! Yea!!” She just smiled and kicked her feet. Once I got her down and cleaned up she clapped and I hollared for her daddy to come get her and get a diaper on her. I cleaned up the floor and luckily she didn’t pee on her socks, shoes or pants.

I told her daycare teachers about it and told them to ask her if she needed to go throughout the day. I haven’t called to check on her yet today but I will be sure to ask when I pick her up. Hopefully by the time she’s two she will be fully potty trained – that’s the hope anyway.

If you have kids, how has potty training went for you??

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Oh The Agony!

It’s been a while I know – life happens people.

I must say – the past few weeks have been pretty crazy/painful.

I went to the chiropractor yesterday for shoulder pain. It’s been hurting for a while now and this past weekend it caught at least five or six times. Enough that once I wanted to just cry. I apparently have rotator cuff tendon issues. I had some ultrasound therapy done on it yesterday and he told me to ice it twice a day and if it still hurt by the end of the week I would need to come back and see him.

Obviously I looked up what exactly a rotator cuff is and the surgery (if it is determined that I need it) and apparently surgery is pretty painful. Awesome. If the pain continues after I’ve seen the chiropractor a few times he said that he was going to send me for an MRI. Then we would go from there. PRAY that I do not need surgery – cause that would suck.

Next up – Female Issues

TMI ahead guys…

I got back on my birth control that I was on before – NuvaRing – and I love it. Downside – you start it on the first and end it on the 21st. I say downside because with the way my other birth control had been working – my friend came during the middle of the month. So – the first month I used the ring, my friend was about a week late. OMG – most painful week of my life.

I seriously wanted to lay in bed and cry the whole time. I wondered aloud about the possibility of some thing else being wrong – as to why it hurt so bad. I did a search and found this on WebMD: Changes in the color and thickness of menstrual blood are often normal. But there are a number of problems that might cause abnormal clots (which I did notice and it freaked me out, hence the web search) to form in your menstrual blood or lead to the changes in color or thickness during your period. Problems that can cause changes include: Miscarriage. Women who have miscarried may pass blood clots or gray clumps of tissue from the vagina. Fibroids or Hormonal changes are also possibilities.

Need I underline anything else?

I told Jeremy about it but he didn’t seem that all concerned and I didn’t push the issue or the discussion. I also didn’t call my doctor because let’s be honest – they would either say yes I did have a miscarriage and I’d feel horrible because what if I caused it because of the birth control (which is likely if that’s the case) and I’d feel even more worse or they would tell me no and I’d just be an idiot freaking out about nothing.

I haven’t told anyone this – now I’m telling everyone. Do I wonder if that’s what really happened, a miscarriage? Yes. Should I have went to the doctor? Probably. Do I feel better not knowing the truth? Yes. Does that make me a horrible person? Insert answer here _____________.

I’m kind of numb to the whole thing now. I think that’s one reason why I’m glad I don’t know for sure. If I knew and the answer was yes – I’d be a miserable ball of craziness. If the answer was no – I’d figure I was just one of those people who think they are sick all the time….what do you call them? Hypochondriacs?

So – with all that being said and trying to find something to take my mind off it – I am going to throw myself back into running. I have went once these past few weeks (cause it’s been FREEZING down here or raining or snowing) and I’m looking forward to warmer weather. Come this winter – I’ll be getting a gym membership just so I can have a treadmill to run on. Also – I’ve been contemplating joining 9Round – look it up here http://www.9round.com/. I just have to get my membership fees up. Anyone want to donate? 🙂

This is also on my to do list http://pinterest.com/pin/164733298842060021/

Who wants to go with me?

So Over It….

So I know it’s been two weeks since I posted once again – what can I say? Life gets in the way.

Let me tell you – I’ve had it up to here (WAY over my head) with people acting like – well like kids. I don’t know what they said to make you kiss up to them but as of right now – I don’t give a flip. If it’s not about you – then you don’t care. You act as if I don’t even exist until you want something. Do not sit there and think that I am going to jump when you say so. If you want to be part of my life, our life, then make yourself available and make yourself known. Other wise – don’t pitch a fit when I don’t do what you want.

On another note – what the hell is with people giving their kids (like UNDER 2 years old) sweet tea? I mean seriously? Do you not think that it’s bad for them? “Here little one, here’s some tea so you get addicted to the sugar and pitch fits and have sugar highs.”

I flipped out one day when Jeremy told me that his step mom gave Keira a sippy cup of sweet tea. She knows I freaked out about it. Anyway – she said that she didn’t think it was that big a deal. Well you know what – she’s my daughter and you should ask before you give her something. She will not have anything BUT juice or milk until she’s at least three years old. Seth isn’t even allowed to have caffeine – maybe a glass of tea sometimes with dinner (I know tea has caffeine but it’s not like he drinks it all the time). He drinks sprite, water, juice or milk.

I was out once with friends at dinner about two years ago and a woman had a baby who was maybe a year or year and a half old was sitting in the table next to us. I watched her pour COKE into her babies sippy cup and he drank at least two of them while we were there.  Oh and don’t get me started on pregnant people smoking or drinking or being any other kind of unhealthy.

I’m sorry – I hardly ever drink coke so I wouldn’t give it to my kids. I drink mostly water, sprite, koolaid, milk or Diet Snapple. I have an energy drink every now and again and Seth (who’s almost 11) asked when he could have one. I told him when he’s 18 and old enough to have one. Kids under 18 don’t need any energy drinks – they have enough freakin’ energy unless they sit on their arse and play video games all the time and are over weight and only drink them to stay awake to play more Halo.

Am I sorry if what I said offends you? Nope – not one tiny bit. Cause it’s my opinion and my blog. Freedom of Speech folks…..

 

 

Ho Ho Hoe….

Yeah I did that.

Not for any reason – just thought it would be funny. Also – it might not be funny but I’m sleep deprived and I think it is so it’s going to stay.

This past week and weekend was an all together almost crappy one. The weekend of the 15th (TMI here people so avoid the next paragraph if you don’t want to know) was my ovulation weekend. It was also the first weekend that I didn’t have birth control (we are in a dispute with my OB’s office and they won’t see me so I had to go get a prescription from my other doctor). So there fore – when Aunt Flo came around after three days I was kind of worried/excited. What if it was early implantation bleeding or what if it was something bad? So for the next three days I hurt and had spotting. As of today – no more spotting but still hurts. I guess we shall see. I am supposed to pick up my new birth control (I get my NuvaRing back!!) today. I am not going to use it until Jan. 1st so I can get back on the same schedule that I was on before I stopped taking it to have Keira. Oh – and no we aren’t trying. But we weren’t technically trying not to try either…..

Also happening in the Southern household – stitches. Thursday the 20th, right around lunch end, I got a phone call from the daycare saying that Keira had fallen and that she looked like she might need stitches. I left the office pretty quickly and got over there. I didn’t say much to the girls at the front desk or the girl who was watching Keira when she fell. I just got her and her things and left for the hospital. I could tell she would need stitches. She was covered in blood and she wouldn’t let them hold a wash rag on her head so there was blood dripping down the right side of her face. I’ve never felt my heart sink so fast.

Once at the hospital they put a band-aid with clear, cold gel on it to make the skin around the cut numb so they could stitch it up. Long story short she ended up with four stitches right above her right eye brow. Ever since then she’s been wobbly. Saturday at Jeremy’s mom’s house she fell (it was around six I’d guess) and hit her head on the other side and got a little bruise. Sunday morning at 8 am she drank some milk and then started coughing and threw up all over me and the bed.

During the day she was still wobbly and later that evening before my brother’s birthday dinner she fell again and hit the same spot as she did on Saturday. This time a bigger bruise and a little knot. About an hour or two after that she fell asleep and when she got up at around 1:45 or 2ish Jeremy went to get her some warm milk. She drank it and then proceeded to throw up all over him a few minutes later.

I called the doctor cause it wasn’t normal. They said “She may have a skull fracture from Thursday’s fall so you need to take her back to the ER and get a CT scan.” So at 2:45 this morning we all piled in the Dodge and off we went to the hospital.

Two hours later and a CT scan is clean. No clue as to why she’s wobbly. She does have a cold the doctor says but there isn’t anything we can do about that. No ear infections, no chest congestion, nothing to show that she should be wobbly. We are to watch her for the next day and if she continues we need to bring her back and there is a possibility that they will need to do a spinal tap to see if there is something else wrong with her. Those two words make me cringe. To think of something like that being done to our baby is awful. Please pray that what ever it is making her wobbly – goes away. I do don’t want to write my next post telling you all about how she had to go back for that. I want it to be about the fact that she’s all better and she was just having growing pains or something and that we had a wonderful Christmas.

Here’s hoping that you and yours have a great Christmas!! I’ll try to write more too – not just every two weeks. Oh – hope that I don’t fall asleep at my job today as well…. 🙂

It’s Official…

No sleep for this girl tonight.

Tomorrow Keira has her “minor surgery” to get tubes in her ears. I have to be AT the hospital at 6:30 AM. Seriously?! I thought I would get to sleep in but NO….this means I will have to get up at around 4:15 am and get dressed, pack her bag(s), get her up and in the car by 4:45 am to get to my father in law’s house by 5:25 am (with a stop for coffee and breakfast along the way) to get to the hospital in time to find a spot and get inside before her scheduled time.

I may just let Jeremy get Keira ready for bed tonight and hit the sack around 8pm. Did you notice that “let”? She usually doesn’t go to bed until 9 and get’s up around 11:45 and again around 1:30 and sleeps until 7 or 8 in the morning. For those people whose babies sleep through the night – I hate you. Not really – but sort of. She’s so stinkin’ cute I don’t mind it.

There is a long list of demands to be met: nothing to drink except for sprite (for an 11 month old???), water or apple juice after 1:30am. Nothing at all period in her mouth except for her paci after 4:30am. Wear clothes that are easy on/easy off and bring something that she’s attached to. That would be her “ball kitty” at the moment and her bottle, sippy cup, etc. (things a baby normally needs on an outing).

Jeremy is going to be an hour late to work so that he can see Seth off to school on the bus and Jeremy’s dad (Big Daddy to the kids) is going with me so I won’t be alone. I’m glad, I’d go crazy there by myself.

Also – I have a free turkey that’s going to be sitting in my fridge this year (we get one for free every year from work – awesome) so I called my brother and my mother – guess what? Thanksgiving at my house this year! Holy flippin’ cow….you’d think they’d notice if I paid a restaurant to do everything for me? lol No – I won’t do that. They at least know I will make desserts.

One more tidbit….Houzz.com is my new hangout. I’ve even talked to the hubs – front bathroom renovation is in the works – with one catch. I have to do everything myself (well – almost everything, who wants to do tile work on our floors?) I also plan on doing it with about a $1,000 or less budget. Watch out now! I’ll keep you updated on my progress – I’ll even take pictures! 😀 Who wants to hold me to that?

Oh Ears….

I knew in the back of my mind that Keira’s ear infections were going to lead to this, but I never really wanted to think about it and never really considered the fact that it could happen.

Did you follow that at all?

Keira’s daycare called yesterday around 2 saying that she wouldn’t eat her snack and was fussy and shoving her fingers in her ears. Great. I called the doctor’s office and they wanted me to bring her in. So I go get Seth then Keira and off we go. I could tell she didn’t feel good but she didn’t have a fever or anything.

We waited the shortest amount of time ever at the doctor’s office. I was in and out in about 30 minutes. Awesome. Not awesome was the fact that she now had double ear infections. She was off antibiotics for a week with her last ear infection. When her doctor went to look at her ears he put his instrument down and stuck his head out the door calling for a nurse.

He couldn’t see anything in her ear because of her ear wax. “I swear to you I clean her ears and she hates it” I said to him. He said “Oh I know you do, I can tell BUT she produces more ear wax than normal and you can’t get it all out. It’s too far in there for you to do it.”

He gets out this other thing. Me and a nurse hold her little head, arms and feet down so she can be somewhat still while he proceeds to pull enough earwax out that it’s the SHAPE of her ear canal, from BOTH ears. I felt horrible.

I asked “Can something like that be, you know, hereditary?” Thinking I had asked the dumbest question in the world his answer kind of shocked me “It sure can be. Who else has this problem?” Oh, just Keira’s Big Daddy (Jeremy’s dad) and her Uncle Michael (I think anyways, I know he has problems with his ears a lot, don’t quote me on it.)

Her doctor prescribes her more antibiotics, a stronger dose, and tells me I need to go to the 5th floor to see the E.N.T. doctors and make an appointment as soon as I can. Ear, Nose, Throat……he proceeds to tell me she will more than likely need tubes in her ears. Minor surgery, nothing big.

SURGERY – I don’t care if it is minor in your opinion but my baby is going to be put to sleep and a HOLE will be cut in her ear drum and a tube will be inserted in there. It’s big to me!! Seth never had these type of problems. He was never put to sleep for anything. She’s not even a year old.

I freaked out a bit. Hell I am still freaking out. My boss’ kids have all had tubes (okay 2 out of the 3) and they use the same doctor’s we do. He said that it’s easy and quick and they feel so much better afterwards. I just hope that I can handle the fact they will be taking her away, even if it is just a few minutes. If you know me at all you know I bother her Big Daddy and Mawmaw when they watch her. Text messages at least three or four times. What’s she doing? Is she being good for you guys? Is she fussing?

I’m sure they wish I would just shut up cause she’s totally fine when she’s there and I know this but I hate being away from her. Monday is her appointment at the ENT office at 2pm. They will tell us if they will do the surgery or not and if they don’t do it then, I guess it will have to be scheduled for another day.

Pray for our little girl and me, so I don’t go crazy worrying about this. Oh – Keira was crying while they were cleaning out her ears and I was watching Seth (who’s our 10 year old, if you haven’t been reading my blog for a while) and he was crying. After we left the doctor’s office I asked  him why and he said “Cause she was crying and I couldn’t do anything for her.” I felt my heart melt a little and said “Well, that’s what it will feel like when you grow up and you are a daddy.” This morning I asked him to watch her for a minute so I could get her bottles ready for daycare. I looked over and she was sitting in his lap in the floor and he was reading her Tilly Bee. She sat there herself, I watched her do it. I almost started to cry, like I am right now. Darn it, we have two cute kids…

I’m Back…

For the moment anyway.

It’s been TWO WEEKS since I posted. Dude, I’m sorry! My last post was about my low down dirty EX sister-in-law who was also my best friend who up and left my awesome brother one weekend. Just in case you’re reading this – how is that working out for you? 🙂 Oh – and maybe you can borrow that big white Chevy to look for a job in.

For those of you wondering about my brother…Johnathan won another tournament with his best friend Jamie a few weekends ago. I honestly think he should try to go pro. He is that good, I think it might take just a little convincing. He has the time now to do it since he doesn’t have to work all three of the jobs he had.

Moving on – an update on my Origami Owl business. I’ve made about seven to ten sales and that’s made me my money back I spent on the kit plus a little. Since the Christmas season is coming up I have a few Jewelry Bars in the works and I have two fall festivals booked (one at my son’s school and one at a friend’s church) and possibly another one at another really prominent school for a family member.

Instead of handing out catalogs (which are expensive and take forever to ship at the moment) I printed up 450 (4×6) handouts with all my information on them. Want to see?

The only thing that’s missing from it is my Facebook page which I totally didn’t notice until just now…but that’s okay. I can put a sticker on the back with that information (Facebook.com/JaneMorrowCharms). I’m pretty excited about everything.

One other thing – we’ve been looking for a new vehicle. Something that will hold five of us….you know: me, Jeremy, Seth, Keira’s huge car/booster seat and an infant seat/car/booster seat in the future. The inside of a civic just isn’t meant for two car seats, an almost 11-year-old and two adults. I looked at come Acura’s yesterday and a Kia. Also a Tahoe and a Suburban. Those last two are for sure NO’s. I do not want to have that gas bill.

Oh – NO I am not currently pregnant. At least I don’t think I am. A week of no birth control pills because I forgot to get them filled – there is maybe a chance but I’d say with 90% certainty its a no. According to my fertility app anyway – it’s impossible. So don’t freak out family. If there is a bun in the oven you’d get a phone call or a Facebook post first. 🙂 Then there would be another gender reveal party to plan! Heehee!!

So that’s been the past two weeks in a nut shell. Nothing else really exciting going on. Keira isn’t walking just yet but she does take about five steps when she thinks no one is looking. Sneaky little bugger. She’s so smart too it’s crazy. Man they grow up so fast! OH! I got her Hello Kitty invites and party supplies. Only one more month and she will be ONE! I can’t wait to see her with her smash cake! 😀

My Friend – But Not Really

This weekend was well – pardon my French – shitty.

For those of you who have been keeping up with my baby adventure’s, breastfeeding etc. – after 20 months of no Aunt Flo she decided to make her appearance Friday night in the middle of the night. On Saturday morning I decided that I completely hate Eve for eating that freakin’ apple.

When I very first ever got my monthly friend I think I was 12 and I thought I was dying. Thank goodness it was on a Saturday and I wasn’t at school. I don’t remember hurting much, having cramps etc. but I remember not feeling good. Dude – your first period after a baby – has to be 10 times worse.

With Seth I didn’t nurse and I don’t ever remember my first month back on my cycle being any kind of bad, like at all. I’ve always had a few cramps and maybe a headache but this time takes the cake. I’m moody, I’m irritable and just plain pissed off at everything. Some things more than others. I think I’ve done good at being nice this weekend and keeping my mouth shut when I’ve wanted to say things when a pain hits or my head hurts. Oh – hitting your head on the car door doesn’t help either by the way.

I have more to talk about but I don’t think that topic and this one go together very well. It will either be a post for later today or tomorrow. Oh – I plan to go running today. My 5k is in six days. Here’s hoping that I don’t get attacked by a bear or something because of my “friend”.

Poor Kid….

I went to pick up Keira yesterday from her daycare. I have to pass by the infant room on the way to her room and the girl in there – Cristina – was holding a teeny tiny baby boy wrapped up in a Florida Gators blanket with a football onesie on under it.

He was sooooo soooo tiny!! I just wanted to squeeze him!! He was only six weeks old and it made me really miss Keira being that little! No – that little baby did not make me want to go home and jump my husband to have another one – I can wait until she’s potty trained….maybe.

Anyway – I stopped and awed and ohed over him and touched his little fuzzy feet. He had been fussing but then he saw me and he quit – I’m awesome. So I asked her the norm…how old is he, what’s his name…you know. That’s how I knew he was six weeks old. Then when she told me his name I was like “Oh like Aspen but with an E. Espen.”

Next is when I knew the kid would have it bad in school forever. Cristina said “No not like that. It’s like E-S-P-N.”

I hung my head for him. ESPN. REALLY?!?!

Kid, God love you, I’m so sorry your parents named you that. You have to know your parents really like football and they REALLY want you to like it too. I’m so glad my parents didn’t name me Virginia or…Georgia. Or like those chicks on Hart Of Dixie – Magnolia and Lemon Breeland.

Here’s hoping that Keira and this kid don’t go to the same school and end up liking each other and then they get married. I don’t know if I could handle it. My cousin Crystal married a guy named Addan. My dad used to say “Like Addan and Subtractin.”

Have you ever heard any weird kid names???

TBD or Mish Mash

I don’t know what to title this post so I’ll just leave it as it is cause there is O2 stuff, baby stuff and other stuff so it’s just a mish mash….there we go  🙂

So….I made my first sale this weekend for Origami Owl! I sold a locket to my sister-in-law Rita and she took some catalogs and business cards with her the next day to church. I was so excited and I can’t wait to get more orders and make some more people smile with their lockets! 🙂

We ate at a buffet for Jeremy’s mom’s birthday on Saturday. Keira ate four pieces of chicken, three green beans, three peach slices, two cantaloupe pieces, a few bites of jello that she could actually keep in her mouth and some ice cream. Man was she hungry! This was also the first week that we started giving her bottles with a little cereal in them before bed. She still gets up at night but it’s a longer stretch from when she first goes down for bed and the first time she gets up. Even then she only nurses for five minutes and she’s out again for another three to four hours.

Like Friday night she went to bed at about 9 and woke up at 3am. Then she was up again at 5:30 but then slept until 8:30. She has NEVER slept past seven since she was born, it was a first and REALLY nice for mommy and daddy. 🙂 These days she’s only eating cereal and fruit for breakfast and then what ever we eat for lunch and a toddler meal for dinner. Yup – toddler meals. She LOVES them and she does so good with them. I swear the girl has gained at least two pounds this week from bottles and actual dinners at night.

She started to refuse the stage 3 baby foods and that’s why we started trying the toddler meals. At daycare she eats their lunches just in her size portion. Amanda (her teacher) says she eats every bite, every day. Keira also loves her pink Playtex sippy cup. She won’t drink out of anything else and I am getting tired of washing it everyday. I will have to buy her another one. OH – and we just went from 5 oz. bottles to 10 oz. bottles. I put six ounces in them today for daycare to see if she eats it all. She had just been taking 5 oz. for the longest time – we only have one month until we can start halving her bottles with whole milk. I kind of can’t wait but at the same time it kind of makes me sad. 😦

Another reason why we’ve been giving her bottles before bed – I think my milk is drying up. I hardly get a half ounce when I pump anymore and drinking more water isn’t helping. I knew it would eventually happen but it makes me feel like my body is saying “Sorry – no more bonding time with Keira!” Jeremy has been giving her the bottles before bed and I know he enjoys that time with her. He deserves it. 🙂

As far as other things go – I am totally happier. I used to wonder what people would say when I would say or do things but I’ve come to realize that what they think or actually say – doesn’t matter because their opinion – in the end – is pointless to me. I don’t do things in my life to benefit them. A wise not old woman told me once “Those people say and do those things to get under your skin because they feel inferior to you.”

Thank you not old woman, thanks. 🙂 I always thought I wasn’t doing enough for my family but apparently – I’m totally doing enough!