The first step of potty learning has begun. we got home from visiting family and after some immediate run around time after being stuck in a car, Boobman was put in undies. only had a few accidents so far. Mr. stubborn fights sitting on potty or little potty chair. when I potty learned my niece she was nearly 3, she also was easily bribed/rewarded with candy. My son is not so easily persuaded.
Boobman may take a while to potty learn. He shows readiness, he just doesn't want to take timeouts to pee..he doesn't want to sit for more than a few seconds. I am hoping I can catch him at the right time where he will pee on the potty, and then I am going to make such big deal(I'm talking mini party here) just so he will see its a GOOD thing.
Then I need to replace some elastic in a few of our diapers and the entire stash will get moved on the BAM! to use. I look forward to ONE in diapers instead of TWO, but I will miss my oldest being in cloth.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
washer, oh washer.
Any one want to send me a washer to review? HaHa. Our old, used, hand-me-down washer decided to become a problem again today. MedicMan thinks it needs a new pump(it's very likely). Not only am I already backed up in laundry from having the flu, and barely able to do anything, but when a washer goes out. oh dear. My clock runs by the life of laundry. one big circle of laundry life.
I am not really mechanically inclined, so I hope my husband can either fix the washer, or we may be going shopping for a new one. Well, unless someone sends me one to review*hint hint, anyone? any takers?* until then we shall be making a trip to the laundry mat, or I could wash everything in the tub. I have washed our cloth diapers plenty of times in a tub. good work out actually.
It is quite laughable. Everyone hears those songs and jokes about a malfunctioning washer or some other big item, household equipment. I am living those songs, those jokes..and to be honest, I can say that I may even love the little trials that life brings. I appreciate my washer, I can say that after having one washer where the lid was held down by a rock(early early in marriage), had a used one that worked really great, but was NOT for anything delicate, had washers we had to coin pay for,hand washed, and then this one. This poor washer has been struck by lightning, moved across country, been stood on, sat on,climbed on,been used by 9 people(3 households). It's been through a tough life. if we can't fix it this time...I won't be surprised.
In a way we are all washers. we deal with a dirty world and try to make a clean cut path in life. God pours soap into us, and cleans our dirty laundry. We all can go from being agitated to bubbly. And we need water to survive. God helps us through heavy loads, and walks beside us during delicate times.
I am not really mechanically inclined, so I hope my husband can either fix the washer, or we may be going shopping for a new one. Well, unless someone sends me one to review*hint hint, anyone? any takers?* until then we shall be making a trip to the laundry mat, or I could wash everything in the tub. I have washed our cloth diapers plenty of times in a tub. good work out actually.
It is quite laughable. Everyone hears those songs and jokes about a malfunctioning washer or some other big item, household equipment. I am living those songs, those jokes..and to be honest, I can say that I may even love the little trials that life brings. I appreciate my washer, I can say that after having one washer where the lid was held down by a rock(early early in marriage), had a used one that worked really great, but was NOT for anything delicate, had washers we had to coin pay for,hand washed, and then this one. This poor washer has been struck by lightning, moved across country, been stood on, sat on,climbed on,been used by 9 people(3 households). It's been through a tough life. if we can't fix it this time...I won't be surprised.
In a way we are all washers. we deal with a dirty world and try to make a clean cut path in life. God pours soap into us, and cleans our dirty laundry. We all can go from being agitated to bubbly. And we need water to survive. God helps us through heavy loads, and walks beside us during delicate times.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
reflections
Life sure does throw you for a spin. Some days, I wonder how I am going to make it through. between two young children and daily chores(that seem never ending..ok are never ending), I loose myself sometimes. I look at pictures from before I had kids, before I was married and it is amazing how I went from there to here. I wonder what would have happened if I had chosen differently, or if I would still be where I am now, just later down the road. Don't get me wrong, I thank God every day for my wonderful husband and my two children. Maybe it isn't that I have lost myself as much as my being..my "Me" has morphed. perhaps I didn't loose myself by having children, but that when I loose myself in them, I loose myself in myself as they have become an extension of my being(for the time being while they are young).
It's also funny how dreams that I had of as a child, or imaginings of other lifestyles have come nearly true. I use to wonder what it would be like to live as a nomad(they still interest me fully), but now my family, in their own way, is nomadic. I figure one day we will fully settle down, but for now my little family of four has a reputation for moving often. It isn't really any one reason that we move..usually just to get to a better place, or for a life advancement...like school, or work. I do feel that our nomadic ways are coming close to an end..but for now, as much as I say I hate moving...I am living a dream. In a modern, wow God, I didn't think I would really be nomadic, but thank you for the experience.
I knew I would be a mother, in a way I was probably destined to have children. I have always loved them. I try to do my best...but some days I pray more than usual, and usually for patience(or nap time).My children are more physically and mentally demanding than college was. I relish it.
My MedicMan, who works so hard so I can stay home. Our love is one of those "high school" sweet hearts together for life type loves...even though we WEREN'T in high school together. We are sooooo opposite, and yet have a few common interests. our children have no choice but to be well rounded. my sports, hunting, wrestling, mans man, and my arty,earthy, bohemian ways. its amazing how we have co-existed. yeah, like all couples we have had disagreements, but our love is deep enough to pull through anything.We changed from teens to adults together. I don't know what our future has in store..but I know we will face it together.
God likes to do funny things, He teaches us each the best way He knows. We go through trials and tests, hardships and sorrows, but He is there with us the whole way. I know He is watching me as I am at my wits end with my children, both screaming(or the occasion where all three of us are crying). I know He is cheering me on to do the best I can.I also know He is with my husband as he is out saving the lives of this city, seeing things that I myself could not handle.
My life is crazy and chaotic all while being organized at the same time. my organized-chaos that God has blessed me with. Some times I reflect back, and I may...just for a split second, wish that I could go back. but then I hear my son giggle and see my other son smile, or my husband tell me he loves me and I wouldn't trade this for anything.
It's also funny how dreams that I had of as a child, or imaginings of other lifestyles have come nearly true. I use to wonder what it would be like to live as a nomad(they still interest me fully), but now my family, in their own way, is nomadic. I figure one day we will fully settle down, but for now my little family of four has a reputation for moving often. It isn't really any one reason that we move..usually just to get to a better place, or for a life advancement...like school, or work. I do feel that our nomadic ways are coming close to an end..but for now, as much as I say I hate moving...I am living a dream. In a modern, wow God, I didn't think I would really be nomadic, but thank you for the experience.
I knew I would be a mother, in a way I was probably destined to have children. I have always loved them. I try to do my best...but some days I pray more than usual, and usually for patience(or nap time).My children are more physically and mentally demanding than college was. I relish it.
My MedicMan, who works so hard so I can stay home. Our love is one of those "high school" sweet hearts together for life type loves...even though we WEREN'T in high school together. We are sooooo opposite, and yet have a few common interests. our children have no choice but to be well rounded. my sports, hunting, wrestling, mans man, and my arty,earthy, bohemian ways. its amazing how we have co-existed. yeah, like all couples we have had disagreements, but our love is deep enough to pull through anything.We changed from teens to adults together. I don't know what our future has in store..but I know we will face it together.
God likes to do funny things, He teaches us each the best way He knows. We go through trials and tests, hardships and sorrows, but He is there with us the whole way. I know He is watching me as I am at my wits end with my children, both screaming(or the occasion where all three of us are crying). I know He is cheering me on to do the best I can.I also know He is with my husband as he is out saving the lives of this city, seeing things that I myself could not handle.
My life is crazy and chaotic all while being organized at the same time. my organized-chaos that God has blessed me with. Some times I reflect back, and I may...just for a split second, wish that I could go back. but then I hear my son giggle and see my other son smile, or my husband tell me he loves me and I wouldn't trade this for anything.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
the new year
so 2012 didn't really work with blogging. I became occupied with a pregnancy and toddler that made me tired, moving our household, preparing for a baby, having said baby...and then ADJUSTING to a toddler and baby. my mother is currently living the farthest she has ever lived from me,and my younger siblings on a new aged sabbatical.
2013 I have hopes,plans,dreams,prayers and ,not so, run of the mill daily tasks my family thrives on. I hope to blog more often on here and also my other blog (pictures say 1000 words). this year my family started it with a 2 boys,2mo old,2yrs old, and 2 adults,both 22yrs. 2 seems to be our current special number.
I'm not sure what God has in store for us,but I trust He will bless us even through any rough patches we may endure. I pray you all have a blessed year, and share pure,basic,true love with someone..letting your light shine for all to see.
2013 I have hopes,plans,dreams,prayers and ,not so, run of the mill daily tasks my family thrives on. I hope to blog more often on here and also my other blog (pictures say 1000 words). this year my family started it with a 2 boys,2mo old,2yrs old, and 2 adults,both 22yrs. 2 seems to be our current special number.
I'm not sure what God has in store for us,but I trust He will bless us even through any rough patches we may endure. I pray you all have a blessed year, and share pure,basic,true love with someone..letting your light shine for all to see.
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