As we continue to try to poop on the toilet, we find ourselves starting to poop in our undies and finishing on the toilet.
This morning, after such event occurs (and every time such event occurs), we must checkout what we've deposited in the toilet.
This morning was a long, skinny turd.
"SNAKE POOP MOM!!! I MAKE SNAKE POOP!!! SNAKE POOP!!!! SSSSSSSS!!!!"
And then proceeded to tell his sitter.
And this is why potty training won't kill me. Yet.
The O'Gs. No, not the Original Gangstas. But close.
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Hardest thing....
I've figured it out.
The hardest thing to do as a parent.
It's not the lack of sleep. It's not teething. It's not breastfeeding.
Oh no, my friends.
It's fricking POTTY TRAINING.
If I could pay someone to potty train PJ, I would.
He's doing pretty good. I got some nifty app that plays "I'm a big kid now!" and gives him a sticker when he pees. Friday, Saturday and Sunday, I took him to pee every half hour.
He had no pee accidents. He also never told us he had to pee.
Poop? Forget it. He poops and then says I pooped!
I tried to put him on the toliet, but no go.
We've ruined three pairs of underwear -- underwear is not that important that I'm going to spend an hour trying to clean pooped stained underwear that is all over - but that's good, I guess.
He was dry last night. He hasn't peed in the car when we've left (very briefly this weekend).
People keep telling me it will just click.
I sure hope so.
I also taught him how to pee outside. In the grass. So now when we are outside, he says "I pee in grass Mommy."
Klassy right here.
Our sitter is continuing.
It's going to be okay, right?
The hardest thing to do as a parent.
It's not the lack of sleep. It's not teething. It's not breastfeeding.
Oh no, my friends.
It's fricking POTTY TRAINING.
If I could pay someone to potty train PJ, I would.
He's doing pretty good. I got some nifty app that plays "I'm a big kid now!" and gives him a sticker when he pees. Friday, Saturday and Sunday, I took him to pee every half hour.
He had no pee accidents. He also never told us he had to pee.
Poop? Forget it. He poops and then says I pooped!
I tried to put him on the toliet, but no go.
We've ruined three pairs of underwear -- underwear is not that important that I'm going to spend an hour trying to clean pooped stained underwear that is all over - but that's good, I guess.
He was dry last night. He hasn't peed in the car when we've left (very briefly this weekend).
People keep telling me it will just click.
I sure hope so.
I also taught him how to pee outside. In the grass. So now when we are outside, he says "I pee in grass Mommy."
Klassy right here.
Our sitter is continuing.
It's going to be okay, right?
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
It's the holiday season....weekend wrapup
I'm back. Did you miss me? Sorry about the Tiny Prints posts -- but I scored some free holdiay cards and that makes me happy.
Thanksgiving was awesome. Delicious turkey. My only problem? No leftovers. I am attempting to make my own turkey in a couple weeks so we can have fricking leftovers!! Turkey sandwiches, turkey soup....love to eat turkey (I know we've covered this).
Potty training? Blows. However, we did introduce the little frog potty, and PJ seems to be liking that much better. He won't tell us when he has to go just yet, but he does sit on it and go pretty much every time we bring him to it. So that's something. My best friend told me it took her two months start to finish with her boys. As long as he's good to go by his third birthday in March, I'll be a happy mama. But seriously. Hardest thing I've had to do as a parent - so far.
We got all our Christmas stuff up over the weekend - except the tree, because we get a real one so we wait till the first week of December. PJ is just amazed by our Santa outside - he loves it. I cannot wait till Christmas this year, it's going to be so awesome.
Saturday was the hospice meeting for my mom. I let her in. I explained to her my mom was against it, both my parents are in a bit of denial, and I thought hospice should have come in months ago. She totally understood. It's important to note this meeting was almost cancelled because my stepdad fell over the coffee table on Thanksgiving night, and dropped my mom and she face planted and her face is horribly bruised. He wanted to cancel because he didn't want anyone to see her like that. Luckily, I was able to talk sense into him, how this is the REASON he needs help.
We discussed why we thought hospice was needed. My stepdad explained how every 2-3 minutes (literally) he has to reposition her on the couch. How he hasn't left the house since 2:30 p.m. on Wednesday. I said he needed help, he can't do it alone.
Penny said that accepting hospice is simply managing symptoms to make you comfortable. That their goal is to make her comfortable. That's it. Whatever it takes, they will do it. She told my stepdad it's obvious he has taken wonderful care of my mom and there's nothing wrong with getting help.
He freaked out at this point and yelled "I have not done a wonderful job!!! Look at her face!" Penny explained that the fall is one of the reasons he can't expect to do this alone.
She also asked if there was a DNR in place. I said no. She asked my mom if she would want to be resuscitated if her heart stopped. I haven't seen my mom move her head so adamantly in months -- NO. My stepdad was visibly upset by this. Penny explained that there was a form to be signed because otherwise medical personnel is required to do chest compressions and/or insert a tube.
My mom is getting Ativan for anxiety and restlessness, which will hopefully help with her constantly needing to be adjusted. She's also getting Ambien to help her sleep -- they sleep 2-3 hours a night. She also has pain medicine, stool softenenerand some other medications that will be added to and/or adjusted as needed. A nurse will go there daily. An aide will come and bathe her and wash her hair and style her hair. My stepdad was beside himself for this -- he straightens my moms hair every other day and the aide will do this. The aides will also come sit with my mom so he can go to the store, the doctor, whatever he needs to do.
She also finally agreed to a hospital bed, after some convincing by me. I explained it might make her feel more comfortable, that she might not be in so much pain. I also told her to do it for stepdad, so he doesn't have to worry about falling if she's in an adjustable bed. The meds came that night and they've slept better -- not fantastic, but much better since.
So that is my weekend wrapup.
And I really need to start fucking Christmas shopping.
Thanksgiving was awesome. Delicious turkey. My only problem? No leftovers. I am attempting to make my own turkey in a couple weeks so we can have fricking leftovers!! Turkey sandwiches, turkey soup....love to eat turkey (I know we've covered this).
Potty training? Blows. However, we did introduce the little frog potty, and PJ seems to be liking that much better. He won't tell us when he has to go just yet, but he does sit on it and go pretty much every time we bring him to it. So that's something. My best friend told me it took her two months start to finish with her boys. As long as he's good to go by his third birthday in March, I'll be a happy mama. But seriously. Hardest thing I've had to do as a parent - so far.
We got all our Christmas stuff up over the weekend - except the tree, because we get a real one so we wait till the first week of December. PJ is just amazed by our Santa outside - he loves it. I cannot wait till Christmas this year, it's going to be so awesome.
Saturday was the hospice meeting for my mom. I let her in. I explained to her my mom was against it, both my parents are in a bit of denial, and I thought hospice should have come in months ago. She totally understood. It's important to note this meeting was almost cancelled because my stepdad fell over the coffee table on Thanksgiving night, and dropped my mom and she face planted and her face is horribly bruised. He wanted to cancel because he didn't want anyone to see her like that. Luckily, I was able to talk sense into him, how this is the REASON he needs help.
We discussed why we thought hospice was needed. My stepdad explained how every 2-3 minutes (literally) he has to reposition her on the couch. How he hasn't left the house since 2:30 p.m. on Wednesday. I said he needed help, he can't do it alone.
Penny said that accepting hospice is simply managing symptoms to make you comfortable. That their goal is to make her comfortable. That's it. Whatever it takes, they will do it. She told my stepdad it's obvious he has taken wonderful care of my mom and there's nothing wrong with getting help.
He freaked out at this point and yelled "I have not done a wonderful job!!! Look at her face!" Penny explained that the fall is one of the reasons he can't expect to do this alone.
She also asked if there was a DNR in place. I said no. She asked my mom if she would want to be resuscitated if her heart stopped. I haven't seen my mom move her head so adamantly in months -- NO. My stepdad was visibly upset by this. Penny explained that there was a form to be signed because otherwise medical personnel is required to do chest compressions and/or insert a tube.
My mom is getting Ativan for anxiety and restlessness, which will hopefully help with her constantly needing to be adjusted. She's also getting Ambien to help her sleep -- they sleep 2-3 hours a night. She also has pain medicine, stool softenenerand some other medications that will be added to and/or adjusted as needed. A nurse will go there daily. An aide will come and bathe her and wash her hair and style her hair. My stepdad was beside himself for this -- he straightens my moms hair every other day and the aide will do this. The aides will also come sit with my mom so he can go to the store, the doctor, whatever he needs to do.
She also finally agreed to a hospital bed, after some convincing by me. I explained it might make her feel more comfortable, that she might not be in so much pain. I also told her to do it for stepdad, so he doesn't have to worry about falling if she's in an adjustable bed. The meds came that night and they've slept better -- not fantastic, but much better since.
So that is my weekend wrapup.
And I really need to start fucking Christmas shopping.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Poop and Pull-ups are not a good combination.
PJ pees in the toliet like a champ. He stands up, makes it in the toliet, flushes.
He won't tell us when he has to pee. He has no problem pee through is big boy underwear. He does say "uh-oh!" when he does it. And having him clean it up? Yeah, he thinks that's fun.
But the kid won't even ATTEMPT to poop on the potty.
Which leads to poop in the pull-up.
Which, my friends, is pretty damn gross.
He's going to be wearing pull-ups at the sitter starting this week, so I am hoping that will help him start telling us when he has to pee. I realize the poop might take awhile. I'm fine with that. That means he can't really wear underwear, but I think maybe pooping in underwear might actually bother him? Anyone? Bueller?
Bit of info on pull-ups -- if you get them through Subscribe & Save at Amazon, it's like $14 for a box of 72 Pull-ups, which is a good $10 less than you'd pay at Target. And there's no tax and free shipping.
PJ also decided last night for the first time to come to our room when he woke up.
I have a terrible earache, so when he woke I went and laid with him for awhile. I went back upstairs to our room. About 10 minutes later I heard something that I thought I was on the monitor, but it sounded clearer. I went to our bedroom door, opened it and there was PJ, holding Handy Manny looking just adorable.
Mind you, there's 13 stairs to our bedroom.
If it happens again I'll go back to his room with him, but I was in so much pain, I just brought him in our bed. But he was so damn cute holding Manny and just standing at the door.
Every now and then he sleeps all night. I keep thinking something must be waking him, but maybe he's just one of those kids that wakes up.
I have to start weaning Mags off night feedings. This should be fun. My supply is dropping and although we're already doing half breastmilk half cow's milk for her bottles, the not feeding her at night is going to be a tough process.
The good news though? I'm down to two pumps a day! HALLELUJAH THE END IS NEAR!
He won't tell us when he has to pee. He has no problem pee through is big boy underwear. He does say "uh-oh!" when he does it. And having him clean it up? Yeah, he thinks that's fun.
But the kid won't even ATTEMPT to poop on the potty.
Which leads to poop in the pull-up.
Which, my friends, is pretty damn gross.
He's going to be wearing pull-ups at the sitter starting this week, so I am hoping that will help him start telling us when he has to pee. I realize the poop might take awhile. I'm fine with that. That means he can't really wear underwear, but I think maybe pooping in underwear might actually bother him? Anyone? Bueller?
Bit of info on pull-ups -- if you get them through Subscribe & Save at Amazon, it's like $14 for a box of 72 Pull-ups, which is a good $10 less than you'd pay at Target. And there's no tax and free shipping.
PJ also decided last night for the first time to come to our room when he woke up.
I have a terrible earache, so when he woke I went and laid with him for awhile. I went back upstairs to our room. About 10 minutes later I heard something that I thought I was on the monitor, but it sounded clearer. I went to our bedroom door, opened it and there was PJ, holding Handy Manny looking just adorable.
Mind you, there's 13 stairs to our bedroom.
If it happens again I'll go back to his room with him, but I was in so much pain, I just brought him in our bed. But he was so damn cute holding Manny and just standing at the door.
Every now and then he sleeps all night. I keep thinking something must be waking him, but maybe he's just one of those kids that wakes up.
I have to start weaning Mags off night feedings. This should be fun. My supply is dropping and although we're already doing half breastmilk half cow's milk for her bottles, the not feeding her at night is going to be a tough process.
The good news though? I'm down to two pumps a day! HALLELUJAH THE END IS NEAR!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
A quick recap of the past week or so...
So we started potty training. It's going okay. We pee in the toliet a lot, but we have yet to figure out to tell someone when we have to go pee. So there's still diapers being worn, because pull-ups are expensive. I figure there's not much we can do until PJ realizes he has to pee and then tells us before he let's loose.
We went and saw Harry Potter on Friday. OMG it was fantastic. I absolutely loved it.
Saturday was the baby shower fiasco.
Sunday, our family and my SIL's family went and got pictures taken of all of us and the kids as a gift for my MIL for her birthday. We also had Maggie's 9 month pics done a couple weeks ago. Let me just say, not only is our photographer (who's a friend) phenomenal, she's fantastic. This might be my favorite picture of all time.
PJ doing his favorite thing in the backyard. Playing bags.
And our gorgeous family pic, also one of my favorite pics of all time.
We went and saw Harry Potter on Friday. OMG it was fantastic. I absolutely loved it.
Saturday was the baby shower fiasco.
Sunday, our family and my SIL's family went and got pictures taken of all of us and the kids as a gift for my MIL for her birthday. We also had Maggie's 9 month pics done a couple weeks ago. Let me just say, not only is our photographer (who's a friend) phenomenal, she's fantastic. This might be my favorite picture of all time.
PJ doing his favorite thing in the backyard. Playing bags.
PJ and Danny (our nephew)
Gorgeous baby girl.
And our gorgeous family pic, also one of my favorite pics of all time.
Monday was my first day at the new old job. It was so nice going there and not dreading every step to the building. Things are going really good, but work is boring so I won't spend too much time on that.
I'm pretty sure Mags is getting another tooth. I was trying to wean the night feedings but with the teeth that's all she wants. I did start adding cow's milk to the breastmilk today (my supply is not holding up well) and she did really well.
Baby girl is getting so big.
I love them both so much.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Potty Training Day One
I have two days off between jobs. What have I decided to do with this time?
Teach PJ how to pee on the potty.
I read some things, heard some things, and did a combination of those things.
We started after breakfast. I put him in his big boy underwear. I have pull ups, but those are for the sitter, and for car rides, because those things are freaking expensive, and I've heard they seem to much like a diaper so they don't really work.
Every ten minutes, we checked the underwear. If they were dry, PJ got 2 M&Ms and then we went to sit on the potty for three minutes.
First time on it, he peed. YAY!
Third time on it, he peed.
Two hours into it, we had our first accident.
I was changing Maggie and he came running in and said "UCKY MAMA!"
And there it was, the puddle of pee all over the floor.
I made him help me clean up, we changed into new underwear, and then I marched him from the living room to the bathroom, pulled down his pants, sat him on the toliet, pulled up his pants, went back to the living room, repeat. 5 times.
He peed two more times in the potty before we left for McDonalds for lunch. I put him in a diaper for this car ride.
Which is PROMPTLY peed in. :)
We then went over to a friend's house, where he was hanging out with my best friend's son, who is newly potty trained. Dylan said he had to go potty three times, every time he did, PJ would look at me, point to his crotch, and we'd go. He peed in the toliet THREE TIMES and had a dry diaper the entire time.
He peed two more times in the potty after dinner. Now he's in jammies and a diaper for bed. I'm not pushing my luck.
So YAY PJ for doing a great job on your first day. Mommy loves you!
Till tomorrow.
Teach PJ how to pee on the potty.
I read some things, heard some things, and did a combination of those things.
We started after breakfast. I put him in his big boy underwear. I have pull ups, but those are for the sitter, and for car rides, because those things are freaking expensive, and I've heard they seem to much like a diaper so they don't really work.
Every ten minutes, we checked the underwear. If they were dry, PJ got 2 M&Ms and then we went to sit on the potty for three minutes.
First time on it, he peed. YAY!
Third time on it, he peed.
Two hours into it, we had our first accident.
I was changing Maggie and he came running in and said "UCKY MAMA!"
And there it was, the puddle of pee all over the floor.
I made him help me clean up, we changed into new underwear, and then I marched him from the living room to the bathroom, pulled down his pants, sat him on the toliet, pulled up his pants, went back to the living room, repeat. 5 times.
He peed two more times in the potty before we left for McDonalds for lunch. I put him in a diaper for this car ride.
Which is PROMPTLY peed in. :)
We then went over to a friend's house, where he was hanging out with my best friend's son, who is newly potty trained. Dylan said he had to go potty three times, every time he did, PJ would look at me, point to his crotch, and we'd go. He peed in the toliet THREE TIMES and had a dry diaper the entire time.
He peed two more times in the potty after dinner. Now he's in jammies and a diaper for bed. I'm not pushing my luck.
So YAY PJ for doing a great job on your first day. Mommy loves you!
Till tomorrow.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Pull-ups and missing car seats.
I purchased our first (and hopefully only) box of pull-ups this weekend.
Shit, pull ups are fucking expensive.
Anyway, our sitter requested them for potty training, and I plan to use them for naps/bedtime/car rides till I am confident PJ is fully potty trained.
I'm starting potty training boot camp on Thursday -- why Thursday? Because I AM OFF BECAUSE I START MY NEW JOB ON MONDAY.
Sorry. Sidetracked. I'm just a little excited.
I've gotten some great tips from my sister from another mister Rebecca. I'm doing the timer thing, the incentive thing, candy, prizes. I've got M&Ms, Reese Pieces, Toy Story Figurines, Big Boy Underwear, and I will probably get cookies involved.
PJ's already peed in the potty many times -- always before bath, and has actually told us twice when he had to go.
The goal is to have him completely potty trained by our next trip -- an off road trip to good ol' French Lick Indianda.
Any other tips you might have, feel free.
It's time for the pee.
Oh and AHEM.
I went to put the kids in the car this morning.
Opened Maggie's door.
No car seat.
It was in John's jeep.
That was already at the train station.
So (and the person who called me an irresponsible mother on my post about taking the kids out of their car seats is gonna LOVE this) I put Mags in PJ's seat.
I had PJ climb in, sit in the middle and I said STAY RIGHT THERE.
When I started moving, he was all "WOW" because he wasn't in his seat.
(The train station is one mile away. A mile and a half.)
He stayed there. Gave Maggie toys.
Maggie was ECSTATIC. She could see. She wasn't in an arched position. This is glorious.
Got to train station. Took out car seat. Mags was not happy to go back to rear facing.
PJ got in his seat all by himself.
Crisis averted.
And we're going to be turning Mags around. SOON.
Shit, pull ups are fucking expensive.
Anyway, our sitter requested them for potty training, and I plan to use them for naps/bedtime/car rides till I am confident PJ is fully potty trained.
I'm starting potty training boot camp on Thursday -- why Thursday? Because I AM OFF BECAUSE I START MY NEW JOB ON MONDAY.
Sorry. Sidetracked. I'm just a little excited.
I've gotten some great tips from my sister from another mister Rebecca. I'm doing the timer thing, the incentive thing, candy, prizes. I've got M&Ms, Reese Pieces, Toy Story Figurines, Big Boy Underwear, and I will probably get cookies involved.
PJ's already peed in the potty many times -- always before bath, and has actually told us twice when he had to go.
The goal is to have him completely potty trained by our next trip -- an off road trip to good ol' French Lick Indianda.
Any other tips you might have, feel free.
It's time for the pee.
Oh and AHEM.
I went to put the kids in the car this morning.
Opened Maggie's door.
No car seat.
It was in John's jeep.
That was already at the train station.
So (and the person who called me an irresponsible mother on my post about taking the kids out of their car seats is gonna LOVE this) I put Mags in PJ's seat.
I had PJ climb in, sit in the middle and I said STAY RIGHT THERE.
When I started moving, he was all "WOW" because he wasn't in his seat.
(The train station is one mile away. A mile and a half.)
He stayed there. Gave Maggie toys.
Maggie was ECSTATIC. She could see. She wasn't in an arched position. This is glorious.
Got to train station. Took out car seat. Mags was not happy to go back to rear facing.
PJ got in his seat all by himself.
Crisis averted.
And we're going to be turning Mags around. SOON.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Everybody poops. And pees.
So we're sort of kind of starting potty training for PJ. We put him on the toilet before baths, sometimes other times, etc.
He has now peed in the toilet THREE TIMES. But yesterday, yesterday was the grandest.
I heard him screwing around in the bathroom. I march in, fully prepared to yell. He was pointing at the toliet, and pointing at his seat.
"Do you have to go pee pee?"
He nodded.
I pulled his pants down, whipped the diaper off and put him on the seat.
AND HE STARTED PEEING.
My little guy told me he had to go pee. Well sort of. He hasn't actually said pee, or anything like that, but he recognized he had to pee and let me know!
I realize this might not happen again for days, weeks, maybe. And he just turned 2 a month ago. My goal is to have him potty trained and out of diapers by September.
I think I am going to stop buying diapers and buy pullups. Or maybe just smaller boxes of diapers for night time.
Man, what will I do with all that money and time if I only have to change one child's diapers?
I just began this potty training business, but a couple things I learned already.
The "splash guard" sucks. PJ would not pee and then I took it off and he did. I think it scrapes their poor little weiners. Yes, we get some pee on the toilet, the floor, and me, but it's worth it because HE'S PEEING IN THE TOILET.
If you ask your child if he has to go pee and he says no, don't force him on the potty anyway. You want it to be a pleasant experience, not something he or she is scared of and then never wants to do again.
That's all I got. Please share with me your potty training experience, tips, tools, whatever.
He has now peed in the toilet THREE TIMES. But yesterday, yesterday was the grandest.
I heard him screwing around in the bathroom. I march in, fully prepared to yell. He was pointing at the toliet, and pointing at his seat.
"Do you have to go pee pee?"
He nodded.
I pulled his pants down, whipped the diaper off and put him on the seat.
AND HE STARTED PEEING.
My little guy told me he had to go pee. Well sort of. He hasn't actually said pee, or anything like that, but he recognized he had to pee and let me know!
I realize this might not happen again for days, weeks, maybe. And he just turned 2 a month ago. My goal is to have him potty trained and out of diapers by September.
I think I am going to stop buying diapers and buy pullups. Or maybe just smaller boxes of diapers for night time.
Man, what will I do with all that money and time if I only have to change one child's diapers?
I just began this potty training business, but a couple things I learned already.
The "splash guard" sucks. PJ would not pee and then I took it off and he did. I think it scrapes their poor little weiners. Yes, we get some pee on the toilet, the floor, and me, but it's worth it because HE'S PEEING IN THE TOILET.
If you ask your child if he has to go pee and he says no, don't force him on the potty anyway. You want it to be a pleasant experience, not something he or she is scared of and then never wants to do again.
That's all I got. Please share with me your potty training experience, tips, tools, whatever.
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