It’s a wrap

I have an exciting announcement to make. I hope it’s not too hasty, but I just want to share it with the world now(ohhh, well).

It’s been a week…Okay, more like a work week, but technically a week nonetheless.

My son has been going potty….

My son has been dry…

My son has pooped on the potty…

He even wears underwear!

I am literally gushing right now.

Here’s the run down:

My son has had a potty since his first birthday. From the time that he got his potty we talked about how he should use it to do his “business”. At first, he was an instant fan and I was all for it too. Unfortunately his day care was unable to have a potty in the one year old classroom that he was in so our efforts became counterproductive. I was sad to let his interest go, but there was nothing I could do.

Fast forward to a few months after I found out that I was pregnant. The thought of continuing to purchase diapers for my son and a new baby was terrifying. You would think it would be cost effective buying toddler sized diapers, but it’s still very expensive. By the time your child is wearing a size 5 or 6 the boxes of diapers get smaller and it seems as if they hold less too. Of course there’s the fact that a newborn would go through diapers left and right. The way I calculated it, I would spend about $30 every two weeks for my son and it would probably be double that for a newborn. So, $180 a month for diapers?? Let’s not even talk about wipes and creams

I just wasn’t for it. So I decided to have a talk with my son. We discussed the new baby coming and revisited using the potty. Thank goodness he also transitioned to the two year old class at his school and they are more focused on potty training since they have a bathroom “in their room”. I then decided that the best time to start this process would be over winter break. I knew it would be frustrating for both of us, but the best decision in the long run.

So our plan was set, as soon as we got home on Friday to commence our break we would get right to work.

Night 1: We went cold turkey. I couldn’t keep an accurate record of all the accidents he had even if I wanted to: wet spots on the couch, the floor, even Daddy got a little wet. We were all exhausted by bedtime. He went to sleep with a pull-up to avoid further havoc.

Day 1/ Night 2: A little less optimism about the day, but still hopeful. Back to underwear, but then we ran out (you need way more than 6 pairs to begin this process)…commando it is then. 3 accidents, but atleast we peed and pooped on the potty. At nap time (around 1pm) we went potty and put on a pull-up. When he got up from his nap we went straight to the potty. Afternoon/ evening: no accidents (word). Same pair of underwear until bed, a pull-up just to be safe.

Day 2: Wake up, potty. After we play, potty. Drink some juice, potty. Potty, potty, potty. We’re supposed to have family dinner, I’m nervous about leaving the house. We’re still going to continue with our same tactics, home or not.

Night 3:Somebody was frustrated because he was interrupted from playing with his cousins to use the potty, but we were able to poop on the toilet after dinner! Everybody gave him a cheer and loads of candy (very motivational). A few hours later, we pottied before we left and make a stop to pick up Nana before getting home. We got home and potty, then put on a pull-up before bed- our new routine.

Day 3/ Night 4: So glad we didn’t have any accidents yesterday, even when we weren’t in the house! As long as we can keep up this momentum everybody is good. Hopefully our Christmas celebrations won’t be too distracting from our process.

Day 4:We are on a roll baby! I’m so happy that that we’ve been accident free for the past few days. Trying to space out the intervals between our potty times has been difficult, but I want him to eventually be able to initiate this process on his own. Our schedule has been about every hour to two hours or right after large drinks.

Night 5: An appropriate time to cut off liquids? Around 6pm, maybe? He hasn’t wet himself overnight so we may not need to do pull-ups at night.

Day 5: It truly seems like we’ve been at this for awhile now, but it’s only really been a short amount of time (jeez). An accident did happen…too busy guzzling water and playing on his tablet to make it to the potty.

Potty training is a process that doesn’t happen overnight. I’m glad we had sometime at home to initiate this process and I hope that we can easily transfer this experience over to day care (let’s keep our fingers crossed). I know many people have interesting stories about their experience, please feel free to share them in the comments.

Let’s wrap this up!

-Jay

Updates

Hey everyone!
It’s been awhile. I’ve been busy, busy, busy. We found out that baby number three is arriving in March and we can’t wait! I know what you’re thinking: You can’t wait for sleepless night, changing more diapers, and an unpredictable schedule?? Well, that’s already my life right now. 

My son just turned two and that’s not too far from the whole newborn experience. He did, however, start sleeping in his “big boy” toddler bed. Literally, I went in his room one night and his father had put him in the toddler bed. I was prettyyy much in shock and quickly walked (ran) out of the room, but it was about time so I let it slide. He already sleeps on a cot at day care so it’s the same experience he’s used to, just for a longer stretch of time. 

So far so good! He loves his Lion King bed set and the fluffy throw I put on him to make sure he’s securely on the bed. The bed has short railings at the top, but I wouldn’t be a real mom if I didn’t worry about something. 

I’ve also got back to this whole career thing, so that I can secure my level 2 certification. Grad school is my new best friend (ugh)! It’s actually not too bad because the program is completely online, it’s just hard to write papers and and read discussion board posts after long days at work. (I already talked about the long days that teachers have.) Oh and let’s not forget about the required readings and additional research. I hope that I can keep up the momentum and finish in no time (2 years is nothing right??). Atleast my student loans are deferred!

The holidays are around the corner and we’re excited to decorate with the kids. Not sure too much about Thanksgiving plans, but as long as I have a plate with stuffing, dirty rice, and macaroni and cheese- my day will be made. Sorry, I don’t really need anything else in my life (maybe some greens, don’t really crave such things these days). 

My husband insists that we purchase a real Christmas tree, but I’m not sure I’m prepared for that. Everyone that I’ve talked to says NOT to buy a real tree. I guess we’ll see what happens in a couple weeks. I saw some cute tree decorations, but we have yet to pick a theme (time is ticking). Gold and white is definitely an option or we could go the traditional route with red and green. TBD. 

I hope life is treating you all as well. Stay warm during this fall season. 

-Jay

Consistency

I’ve learned that my job as a mother is to be the glue that holds this little crazy family together. On the days when I “sleep in” or have errands to “run”, I can understand how vital my role is to my family’s survivial. My husband is a great father and enjoys devoting his time to both of our children (fur babies too). He is so wonderful that he often has to encourage me to go out and do those things that normal adults do like buying something for themselves or engaging socially with each other. 

However, that moment when I stop pretending to be sleep (by covering my face with a pillow), I see my phone ringing before I’ve even started the car, or tiptoeing back through the front door during nap time, I’m bombarded with conversations, questions, hugs, shouts, etc.- I know they can’t survive without me. 

I do my best to make their lives easier by staying one step ahead of them (mostly). 

Daughter: “Mom, have you seen my…” 

Me: *Gives her what she’s looking for before she finishes her sentence.*

Son: *Walks into room behind husband. * “Morning, Mommy. Morning!”

Me: “Hey son, let’s go get you a snack.”

Husband: “Hey, you remember when we were talking last night…”

Me: “Your pants are in the dryer, here’s your water, lunch is in the fridge.”  

I would rather stay ahead of their needs than trying to catch up, which means more planning and preparation for me (yayyy). This reminds me of when the kids were younger, I would try to prep bottles and boobs before they even realized they were hungry (they both were SUPER greedy, but I  really tried). I can’t take all the credit for having a relatively peaceful and well run home (thanx honey 💜), but I must give some credit to planning, preparation, and a consistent routine

We have (had) a great morning routine until we welcomed our puppy to our home a few weeks ago. We’re still working to get back on track! Anyway, let’s start with our morning. I usually get up with the puppy at 5:30am to cuddle, walk, and feed. By the time I get back, my son is usually in my bed with my husband or calling out for me from his crib. Depending on his mood, we get back in bed or go downstairs for a snack because I need to take a few deep breaths and wake myself up before indulging in such whole body moving. 

If the kids are home during the midday (eek), I keep a few fruits, crackers, and chips available for them to nibble on. I’ve noticed that they are more snackers than full meal eaters. Most kids right? Once they filled most of their nutritional needs on snacks they have a little room for lunch. Chicken fingers, hotdogs, sandwiches, etc. 

Once late afternoon arrives I am usually all tuckered out from house training the puppy, changing/potty training my son, and all the other things in between. Making sure we get in some time outside is important or we atleast do some type of physical activity. (My son might be the next Usher or Bruno Mars because he requests and watches their movies daily, lookout!) Luckily, my dinners are usually quick and simple! I’ve mastered the art of 30 minute or less meals. A few of my favorites are fajitas, turkey burgers, or spaghetti. 

After dinner is mandatory digestion! We usually sit and read or watch television for a few minutes before heading up for bath time. Some days are long baths where we sing songs and play, but most days we are in and out to ensure we don’t exhaust ourselves! Believe me, exhaustion is the devil (seriously). When my son gets exhausted he gets super whiney and cranky, my daughter gets sluggish and delirious. Either way, I don’t want any parts of either- so bed time it is. 

The key here is sticking to a schedule that works for you. Some days will definitely be easier than others, but the more you consciously think about how you want your day to go, the more likely you are to stay on the schedule. This is especially true when you have children because deviating from your schedule can cause major melt downs for you and your child(ren)

May the force be with you! 

-Jay

Footsteps

Knock, knock. 

It’s someone at the door. 

Who could it be? 

Is it that Amazon package you’ve been hoping for?

Open up. 

Nothing’s there.

“What’s going on?”

You whisper to no one there. 

Slam that door. 

“Man…I’m hungry.”

Walking to the kitchen, looking for some grub. 

A tap on the shoulder. 

“Turn around.”

“What the hell is going on?” 

No time for games. 

Footsteps tapping on the ground. 

Turn left, turn right.

Still no one around. 

“I’m here for you.

When you least expect it that’s when I appear.”

She. 

She bever knew what to be.

Any doubt she had, multiply it by 3.

Years went by, the pain faded away. 

She tried and tried, but had to stay.

Words weren’t easy, but she found them.

Her voice was low, muffled and tame.

They could hear, but weren’t truly listening.

What she said didn’t make sense.

She asked them one thing.

“Do you believe in this?”

They honestly said, “no”. 

That is, until they saw her persist.

She did it without hesitation.

She did it without doubt.

She did it in time, enough to move out. 

A better world, could their be such a place?

She thought she could handle it. 

She needed a saving grace. 

Grace would be nice, especially with a little hope. 

Can’t forget about faith

Nothing really matters when you’re walking such a tight rope. 

Her life is always changing. 

Why should it be the same?

These words are getting easier. 

Now there’s no one to blame. 
 

It’s a zoo!

Last Sunday we got a puppy! After many long conversations with my husband, we decided to make that jump! Well what did we get….

Benjamin

A black Labrador Retriever that I named Benjamin (Benji for short). He was about 8 weeks when we got him and there have been many long nights and early mornings since then, but it’s all so worth it.

I don’t have much experience with pets. In fact I never had a pet, so this is all new to me. When we first moved in we got our kitten, Biscuit. That was my first introduction to the life of pets that went relatively smooth, so I was ready to take on the world! Or so I thought.

Day 1- Quiet and observant.

Day 2- Slightly active, lethargic.

Day 3- Walking and exploring.

Day 4- Active, exploring, happy.

Day 5- Beast mode.

Day 6- All of the above!

Yup. That pretty much sums up Benji’s welcoming. So far all the kids have been getting along well, with a few pounces and nips between the furry ones. Trying to house train the puppy is hard work, but it reminds me of when I would work on potty training with my toddlers.

It’s really about the knowledge and timing. When they keep hearing the words, “go to the bathroom or go potty”, it will start to sink in and connect for them in their brain. They also need to get used to the sensation of having to go, but not releasing themselves immediately (self awareness). Taking them out every hour, after long drinks, when you think they have to go-just like a child! I pray in a few months we’ll have a minimal number of accidents (stay tuned).

For now we’ll enjoy this moments where he’s still small and can do this:

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Falling asleep with Mommy.

 

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Happiness.

 

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Riding in  the stroller.

 

-Jay

#mood

I’ve been moving.

So silent. 

I dream. 

All color. 

Voices I hear. 

No others. 

Come here friend. 

My brother. 

I’m walking. 

Strutting. 

Let’s do this. 

For sure. 

Don’t be scared. 

It’s yours. 

The time. 

Who cares. 

Further. 

Longer

More. 

Never done.