Pacifiers Suck!

So Ben just turned two. This pacifier thing is going to be the end of me. We were doing so good and he was just using it at night to go to bed. Then Abigail came along and he has regressed. Totally our fault, I know. So now we are back to "Night night" time only. But he was still taking Abigail's pacifier during the day. Now we have started leaving hers in her room as well. We figure this will help everyone out. He won't be upset because she has one and she won't be upset because he took hers and we won't be frustrated from all the yelling and crying between the two of them. This is such a long process. I wish we had him weaned before she was born. Can't change the past though, right? Anyway, I will get to the story now. Lol! This kind of goes with Sarah's post about promises. Or maybe my son is just a smart butt like his Momma. What? So, the other day Ben grabbed Abigail's pacifier and when I asked him for it he ran to his room. When I walked in there I told him he could only have it if he was going Night Night. I should probably tell you that it's 5:00pm at this point. So what does the goober do? He hops right on in his bed, lays down and says "Night Night!" Then proceeds to fake snore. Lol! I love him and his little smart butt.

~Megan

Quote of the Week.

My favorite quote. This is how I feel parenting should be. Kids first, chores later. My husband doesn't understand how there is always laundry left to do and dishes to be done when he gets home. A lot goes into the day with two under two, or any number of kids for that matter. Love, playtime, feedings, diapers, teaching, potty training, cranky kids, nap time (for the kids and maybe you, too), then you do it all over again until bedtime. Dishes and laundry can take a back seat until the kids go down. You are not going to get to it every night. Some nights you will be physically and emotionally drained, and that is O.K. It is ok to take time for yourself, say "See ya" to the chores and hit the hay at 9:00pm. You need to recharge your batteries too. There is so much love and laughter your kids are ready to share with you. You will only have them for so long before they are grown. So enjoy it while you can!

~Megan

You Promise... They Actually Listen.

Sarah here!
Let me first introduce myself. I'm a SAHM of a 2 year old Boy with a Baby Girl on the way. Very soon, actually! We'll be welcoming her in January! That being said, we are in the process of moving to a new house so my contributions might be a little spread out. Yes, we might in fact be crazy moving with a toddler and me being 7 months pregnant. But that just means I'll have A LOT of great stories to share when I find an extra couple minutes! Haha! Happy Reading!

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So, this "promise" I issued yesterday.

My son is {FINALLY} starting to pick up on words, mimicking you when you say something or using words he's seen on Blue's Clues/Go Diego Go in question form; and for some reason I didn't think he actually listened/comprehended when I said things like "let's ____, then we'll ____." BOY, was I wrong. I'm fortunate enough that he still naps 3 hours a day and sleeps really great at night... buuut...

Yesterday he REALLY wanted to watch "Coos Coos" at nap time. So I said, "I promise, when you wake up from nap time you can watch Blue's Clues." I smiled, he smiled. I put him down for a nap and thought all was golden! Mommy Time/Peace and Quiet for 3 whole hours! Psht! Turns out that promise stuck in his head..... he woke up every 30 minutes asking for "towntairs, Coos Coos?" [Translation: Downstairs, Blue's Clues?] This went on for 2 hours before he decided NOT to go back to sleep.

I want him to have things to look forward to, but will definitely watch how I word things from now on! Glad to know though that the little stinker DOES actually listen to Mama :D

Silver Lining: Got my exercise going up and down the stairs yesterday ;)

-Sarah

Poop Eater.

I rarely get grossed out. It is even more rare that I get grossed out to the point that I vomit. This morning was one of those rare instances though. Let me preface this by saying that I am starting to potty train our son. Still in the early stages of associating pee and poop and when he needs to go to the potty. The woman who potty trains her kids in a day should seriously be given the Mother of the Year Award because I do not know how she does it! Anyway, I'm sitting on the couch this morning and the kids are playing nicely on the floor. All of a sudden I hear, "Potty! Potty!" I look over and my son is holding his diaper, a little triumph in my book because he takes them off as soon as he dirties his diapers now (we are getting somewhere!), for me to take. I go over and tell him we are going to go use the potty when, as soon as I grab the diaper, I hear, "Smack smack smack." I notice he didn't just potty but, he pooped too. I snatched my head to the right and looked down in horror.  My daughter has two handfuls of smelly, smushy, brown stuff and a ring around her mouth to match! I gagged right then and there. But that's not all. I have to clean her first, obviously. So I am cleaning one hand and in the meantime she is grabbing me with the other. My arms, clothes, legs... face... you get the picture. Mind you, while all of this is going on, my son is still running around with poop on his butt. So I have a trail of little poopy butt prints on our entryway tile. I eventually get the kids, entryway and myself cleaned up. Needless to say this one will be going into the archives to tell them in about 25 years when they are beginning parenthood.
~Megan

Welcome!

This is a place to let you know that you are NOT alone! Crazy things happen. A LOT of crazy things happen that no one prepares you for. Kind of like pregnancy. I will always stand by the fact that if they really taught what goes on during pregnancy in Sex Ed classes that we would have fewer teenage pregnancies. I'm not talking just the good and bad. I'm talking the ugly, too. I digress. Every parent goes through times when they say to themselves, "WTH?!" Am I right? Of course I am. You know you have been there and wondered, "Am I the only one? Surely not." Well, Sarah and I are here to let you in to our worlds.

I have a 2 year old son and a 9 month old daughter. Wow, right? Tell me about it. Ha! It is amazing and fun, but let's be real, it is also pretty challenging. On the challenging days there is always wine or my favorite show at the end of the day. ;-) Remember, there will be awesome moments in every day that will forever outweigh the bad. Like when my son just goes to my daughter and gives her hugs or shares his snacks just because he wants to. Everyday is a whirlwind of emotions and every day is worth it. Those kiddos are my life and I wouldn't trade the chaos for anything. I hope you all enjoy this blog and get some laughs out of it. You will either relate to it or you will have a good dose of birth control to last you a little longer. Ha! Happy reading!
~Megan