Today's Words Of Glass

My little helper - maybe I can make this a habit :)

Yesterday as I was organizing his room, Lil Man, pulled out a container, stood on it and got his pacifiers out of his crib. Currently we only let him have his pacifiers while in the crib, the car or if I am leaving him at the gym etc. So he got creative and found a way to reach his pacifiers. I was curious if it was a one time thing or if he would remember how he did it and do it again. The mystery was solved today He went in his room by himself, pulled the container out, climbed up and got 2 pacifiers out of his crib.

What has happened to my napper?!? I realize that he should be transitioning from two naps to one. I understand that. I'm happy with that. I've been ready for one afternoon nap for awhile now, since most activities we attend are in the morning. But this, this is I did not expect. For several days, he started napping from 9:30-11:00, and wouldn't take an afternoon nap. He was too tired and cranky, but refusing a nap. For the last couple of days, I've tried to either eliminate the morning nap, or cut it short (forcing what I thought would be an afternoon nap). NOT! Yesterday resulted in a 20 minute nap and that was it. It was a long, tiring and very difficult day. Today resulted in a 5 minute nap on the way home from the gym. I tried to transition him to the crib, but that didn't work. So I got him up, gave him lunch, took him to the pool for an hour (an hour was his limit today) and put him down for a nap when we got home. He was determined not to take one, but ...

I'll say it again .. I  hate   despise  loathe teething. My Lil Man is suffering. He is crying to eat because he is hungry, but cries when he tries to eat. In addition to the teething, he is getting over a little GI thing. Needless to say, the last few days have been rough.  Finally after our dr appointment today (to confirm that he didn't have strep or HFMD that he's been exposed to), he was able to eat a cup of yogurt and half a banana. Let's hope he continues to eat.... 

My Lil Man is growing so fast. I have never seen a child so curious. I'm mesmerized by his curiosity,  but at the same time terrified as he has no sense of danger.  I want to allow him to explore his world, but I have to keep him safe also. It's a fine line to let him explore, but keep him safe. This week I watched him put his face in the pool water. At first, it was just barely, but then little by little he put his face in farther and farther. I watched as he looked at the sky when a cloud went over the sun.  And for the first time ever, we went in the big pool. He was uncertain at first, but as long as I went down chest level and he could put his feet on my legs, he was fine. He enjoyed watching the other kids splash and swim around. He now comes to us for 'help'. If he needs something, he comes to us, takes our finger and leads us toward whatever it is that he needs help with. So no, he isn't talking, but he is trying to communicate. So even though he might...

Well, today has not held my finest 'mommy' moments. It started off easy enough, but went to full speed frustrating very quickly. As I was trying to scrape bits of jelly out of the empty jar, to add to the peanut butter for Hubby's sandwich for lunch, Lil Man was demanding my attention. I gave him bread to munch on as I tried to get breakfast for him and lunch for Hubby while my neurotic dog was all in the mix. I got Lil Man in his high chair and gave him his breakfast. Moments later, things went downhill quickly. I don't know if he's throwing food because his mouth hurts so bad from teething, or if he's testing his limits, or if it is both. But regardless it's a difficult situation sometimes. Immediately after breakfast we leave to go get groceries. We have to go to two different stores and now is a good time to add that it was raining. We get to the first store and thankfully it wasn't raining too bad. I had a blanket in the car and dried off th...

So I ran a Half Marathon on Saturday. Since the race started so early, and I am on the slower side, Hubby and Lil Man decided not to come to the start of the race, but to the finish.  I knew they were getting there about 9am. I was probably around the double digit mark when I realized they were probably there waiting on me. It was a good feeling to know that they were there and it pushed me even harder not to quit.  As I approached the finish line, the clock was my focus. I just wanted to cross the line - just cross the line. Then I heard it ... his squeal. Out of the music, the cheering and other noises around me, I heard my son's squeal when he saw me. My heart skipped a beat. I turned to my left to see their smiling faces.  After crossing the finish line,  I couldn't get to my family fast enough!