Archives for July 2007

She’s So Emo (and not even three yet)

I always knew I had a weird child. Cordy has never gone with the flow, but the weekend confirmed that she’s an odd one.

First, on Saturday, she was playing near an old fan, and somehow managed to cut three of her fingers. Nothing too deep, but they did bleed a lot. Was she bothered by this? No. Did she try to finger paint with her new source of red paint? Yes. There was blood everywhere. The thing that upset her the most was when Aaron’s parents tried to clean off her fingers and take away her source of fun.

Later in the evening, I caught her trying to pick off the scabs to bring back the fun blood paint. Forget the fact that it clearly hurt. Sigh.

Then yesterday we went to Toys R Us. We needed to buy something for Mira, but agreed to let Cordy pick out a toy, too. She got cranky near the end of the shopping trip, but she did decide on a toy. You know how some parents say that their kid tires of a toy the second they buy it? As soon as our stroller passed through the electronic doors to the parking lot, Cordy freaked out and shoved the toy at me, no longer wanting it, and threw the World’s Greatest Tantrum. Threw herself down on the pavement, fought getting into the carseat, and threw the toy when we tried to give it back to her. She screamed the entire way home.

I can see throwing a tantrum over a toy you didn’t get, but having a fit over a toy you got? Come on! What kid is upset because she has the toy she wants?

If this is her as a toddler, I’m terrified of when she becomes a sullen teenager.

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I’m sorry I haven’t been as vocal at all of your blogs. Please know I’m still reading, even if I’m not commenting. I only get a tiny part of the day when my (non-napping) infant lets me put her down to have access to the keyboard. But I can reach the mouse and click through Bloglines while I feed her, which means I read more than I comment.

Also, be sure to check out my post at Family.com. Do you have mommy superpowers?



Hate Cleaning the Bathroom?

When it comes down to household chores, bathroom cleaning ranks at the very bottom for me. I would rather scoop litterboxes and soak poop-stained toddler clothing than clean the bathroom.

There’s something about cleaning in and around the toilet that grosses me out (maybe it’s the guy factor, with all of the drips on the rim?), and being forced to chip off dried toothpaste from the sink gives me chills. And let’s not forget the harsh fumes from cleaners that burn my lungs and make my eyes water. That’s why I usually leave the bathroom cleaning up to my husband.

But then Parent Bloggers sent me two new products to try: the Kaboom Neverscrub! Continuous Toilet Cleaning System and the Kaboom Shower, Tub, and Tile spray cleaner.

Click here to read the review…



I Didn’t Think We Lived That Far From Civilization

We live in a subdivision with trees behind us, but it’s still in the city. Which is why I’m always amazed when we have visitors like this in our backyard:



(Can you see the head peeking up behind the fence?) She didn’t seem to be too bothered by me looking out the window and taking her picture. Guess she has acclimated to having humans for neighbors. I first saw just a bit of her ears out of the corner of my eye, and wondered who was sneaking around behind our fence. Never expected it to be a deer!

Cordy is still sick, and after her fever returned with a vengeance on Thursday night, we took her to the doctor on Friday morning. As expected, she freaked out at the doctor’s office, refusing to do anything other than scream and fight. When checking out, the receptionist asked the doctor what the diagnosis was, and he quickly replied, “An extreme case of anger.”

The real diagnosis? She somehow picked up a respiratory infection AND a stubborn stomach bug at the same time. It’s no wonder she’s not getting any better – her little body is overwhelmed trying to fight off two things at once. She’s on antibiotics now, meaning we’re trying to sneak her amoxicillin into anything we can twice a day. So far, milk is the best – it’s orange flavored, so I’d imagine it makes her milk taste like a dreamsicle.

Damn, now I’m craving a dreamsicle…or at least an orange freeze from Steak ‘n Shake.



Why not cut that baby out and get it over with?

*Reposted for the Parent Bloggers Network and Body, Soul, & Baby Blog Blast. We were asked to share our most annoying preggo or new mom question that someone asked us. This one still makes me shake my head.*

While in line at the cafe at work today:

Woman: Wow, look at you – you’re ready to pop! When are you due?

Me: Yesterday.

Woman: Oh, that must be awful to be past due! Are you in a lot of pain?

Me: (trying to avoid this conversation) I’m a little sore, but it’s not bad.

Woman: Well, what are you waiting for? Why not cut that baby out and get it over with?

Me: *blink blink*

Possible responses that flash by in my head:

Gee, I’m not so fond of major abdominal surgery.

Yeah, damn that little brat for being one day past the arbitrary date set by a calendar! I’ll show her who’s in charge!

My doctor has advised me not to take advice from idiot strangers with no medical background.

Huh, why didn’t I think of that? Got a knife?

Tried that once – not for me.

It’s a baby, not a tumor to be cut out at will.

Oh, that useless brain in your head must be awful! Why not just cut it out and get it over with?

What I actually say:

Me: (resisting urge to lecture on the complication risks of elective c-sections) She’ll come when she’s ready.

Sometimes I hate that little filter between my brain and mouth, especially when dealing with people who clearly have no filter. I mean, really – who asks something like that?

I think at this point I’d rather wear a shirt that says, “Just awkwardly fat, not pregnant” to avoid these types of conversations.

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Don’t you wish you could have just handed them this?



Sick Day Post

It’s been a downright poop-tastic few days here. We’re trying the diapers many of you recommended, and I can tell you that none of them can hold up to a massive stomach bug. At first I thought it was the result of too much fun (read about our weekend at Cirque du Mommy), but with the addition of a high fever this afternoon, I’m thinking it’s more likely the result of being around other kids and her new found love of licking her hands.

So instead of one coherent post, you get a post of me rambling about a few little things. Like my sick child, and my hope that she doesn’t pass it on to Mira. I will say, though, that even when she’s sick, she’s still polite. As I handed her a sippy cup of Pedialyte while she was laying (lying?) on the couch, she looked up at me with half opened eyes and said, “Thank you, mommy.” Awwww…

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For those of you with little ones, FlipFlop Mamma turned me on to this contest. You can win a Moby wrap from SuperMomz. I’m a big fan of baby carriers right now, since I have the World’s Most Unhappy Baby who insists on never being put down. If you want to enter the contest as well, be sure to click here for details.

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Speaking of cranky babies – it seems The New Girl is having her own problems with her fussy baby, and is encouraging others to show off their babies in the height of a screaming session. We know all about fussy here. Sadly I have no advice because none of the tricks work regularly for us, so we must wait until she grows out of it. And it’s tough. Just last week we had a moment where everyone in the house was crying at the same time.

Getting a pic of Mira screaming is easier than getting a pic of her looking peaceful. Here’s just a few from today:




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Another contest to tell you about! Have you seen all the crazy prizes that 5 Minutes For Mom is giving away? Go there and enter before July 4 for a chance to win an ice cream maker, mommy business cards, a baby wrap, t-shirts, a fabulous vacation, and more!

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We have our BlogHer reservations in place, but I’m wondering: is anyone else staying at the Chicago City Centre? I wanted to stay at the W, but missed getting my reservation there by one stupid procrastinating day. I’m just curious if everyone will be at the W, or if there might be a few folks with us at the City Centre? Will we be cut off from the cool crowd?

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