"Spend the Night Party" as Miss L would say at Grandma's last night. You would have thought I would get more sleep than 11-4:30, but no. I am up and busy this morning. My current project before I go pick up the girls is getting 3 car seats across the back of my car. Fun I know, but this is one of the only free times I have to do this without having a little person around to kill. It is frustrating to say the least. Off to Walmart to buy a new car seat to see if I can make this work. Please say a prayer that I can and that people don't think I am crazy installing and cursing car seats in the parking lot. Because you better believe I am doing it there so I can walk right back in and return it when it doesn't work.
I will say one thing, I bet I got more sleep than everyone at Grandma's house. 4 kids, 4 and under. I think she has lost her mind.
ETA: It didn't work. Guess we are vehicle shopping :(
I don't consider myself a cook. In fact, we eat out more than we eat at home. Pathetic I know. I often feel guilty, but in an effort to try and cook more and different things I am going to post what we had for dinner. You know on the nights I actually cook. Hopefully this will serve as some motivation to cook more often than not.
Tonight we had
Grilled Chicken Breast Marinated in Italian Dressing
We have always been a pampers family thanks to my dad who has worked for the company who makes them since I was 4. But now I am having major diaper issues with my 2 year old. For awhile now we have been using Pampers Baby Dry in size 4. But they started leaking during the night. So I thought just moving her into size 5 would solve the problem. I sent Mr. B to the store for those and he came home with Cruisers (not really that big of a deal) but they are a little to big. If they are not put on perfectly, they also leak. Combine that with the fact that she can now take them off all by herself. Last night I found her completely naked in her crib about 20 minutes after I put her to bed.
So my next idea was pull ups. I have never been a fan of the name brand ones. All the fancy features we just don't need. I don't care if they get cold when you pee or change colors, I just needed something that she can not get off and holds some pee. I opted for the white cloud ones and they seem to be the most absorbent of all the pull type diapers we have tried. But at some point, they do leak during the night. So I feel like I am back to square one.
I know it is time to start potty training. But I am also following her ques. I know I put too much pressure on Miss L and this resulted in bad things. Little s often sits on the potty, but has yet to actually make anything come out. So if you have any ideas or suggestions I would gladly take them. I am seriously thinking of doubling up on diapers tonight.
Two kids in bed, a living room floor covered in toys, a twix, a dr. pepper, a tub of Clorox wipes, and a trash bag. Sounds like a toy clean out to me. My girls are going to wake up and think Santa has come in the morning. At least that is my hope for a peaceful Tuesday!
I have several new designs for ribbon flops. These are a little simpler but still as cute. They are also available in adult sizes. You can check them out as well as new ones listed daily at Once Upon A Dream. Just click on Ribbon Flops at the bottom.
Stock up for next year. I just received back Easter bows from a shop that had these for sale. I am running out of room for storage so I am offering to blog readers for $1.00 each. Shipping is $3.00 first item and $.50 each additional item. (That's the cheapest I can ship them for.) Email me or leave a comment with an email address and I will invoice you through paypal. My email laurenlpopp(at)gmail(dot)com. Interested in more bows. Check out my shop Once Upon A Dream.
I promise no more complaining for awhile at least not until the end, I can make no promises then. I had a regular OB appt. yesterday. I of course asked the question, "Did everything look OK from my ultrasound?" Well, I have a partial placenta previa. I sort of had a feeling during my ultrasound because my placenta was low. However I was questioning it then because I am not feeling this baby move as much and not as early as in previous pregnancies. I thought that maybe I had an anterior placenta. Which I don't it is more posterior.
At 32 weeks, I will have a repeat ultrasound in hopes that as my uterus grows my placenta will move up. They will also recheck his heart because they did not get a complete look and check out all the details they prefer to do because of his position.
If it doesn't move I will have to have a c-section at 39 weeks. The thought of someone cutting into me while I am laying there awake freaks me out, plus I have never had a c-section. Also Miss L starts preschool that week. Perfect timing right. Of course like any of us would do, I came home and googled it. I read about the worse case scenario to the best case scenario. Just to freak myself out a little more. I am one of those people that knowing and understanding something before it happens keeps me from having a major panic attack at the last minute. Although when I knew that it was time to push with both girls I hyperventilated. I knew that was coming.
It just seems like this little guy keeps throwing some curve balls. And while we are at it. I am carrying completely different which has become apparent in the last week. At the end of the day my legs and feet ache, and I am not on my feet that often during the day. I am having tons of round ligament pain on top of it all.
I am thankful that this is more of a problem for me and not my little man. I know in the end whatever I have to suffer through to get him here healthy and happy will be completely worth it.
So I have been thinking of this post for awhile and just haven't gotten around to it.
We just did small immediate family parties this year. Here are my girls pre-party. This is the first video I have ever posted so I hope it works. little s's actual birthday was on a Friday, and we did her party on Sunday. We sang "Happy Birthday" all day Friday and she even sang along. So I was shocked at her reaction during her party when everyone sang to her.
Just in case you have missed them, I have done a few other posts today. So scroll on down.
I am starting a new series of things we do around here that I think makes my life a little easier. Thought I would share a few things that work for us, but I am also always looking for new ideas on ways to make things even better. So I would appreciate any suggestions.
So here goes, the never ending laundry game. I like to think I have this area under control and sometimes I do, but there are times it rules my life. Our house was built in the 40's so my "laundry room" (if you can even call it that) is in the dungeon. Which in theory is not bad since it is usually the messiest, but it is also messier because no one sees it. I will not embarrass myself with pictures. My laundry room also doubles as my closet. Mr. B hung something (no idea what) almost half the length of the basement for my clothes and then I have a few tubs of other things. That actually really works well since I probably have the most clothes (although the girls are quickly catching up). I also hang them straight from the dryer, so not much of a wrinkly mess.
My goal is one load a day. That means one load put in the washing machine, the day before's load moved to the dryer and the load from the dryer is put up. It took me a long time to get here. But if you take a few days and get on top of everything, I am sure that you too can get to this place. (Just so you know thanks to a 4 year old who has been having several accidents at night my system has been screwed up lately.)
I keep a small basket in the hallway next to the bathroom. My girls know where it is and use it. Once it gets pretty full I take it downstairs and sort. I wash the girls clothes together, everything blankets, whites and darks in cold water. This sort also helps with stains. I use spray and wash with resolve and spray it when I am sorting so even if I don't make it to that load for a few days it is treated. Mr. B and I's laundry is sorted into whites and darks. I add bleach to the whites every time. So I am careful as to what I throw in there. Then of course are the towels which are my weakness. I will admit I let these sit too long and they are gross. We trash a lot of towels.
When the girls were still babies, I used dreft and cheaper off brand laundry soap for their clothes. I kept a separate hamper in their room. On their changing table I kept one of these.It worked great for blow outs and little s's reflux.
Love to know what works for you. Comment here or on your own blog. Just leave me a comment so I can check it out.
P.S. When I went to the Spray and Wash Website, I found two coupons. You can check them out and print here.
Sometimes I wonder what in the world I am doing reading some of the stuff I spend my time looking at in the big ol' world wide web everyday. It really makes me question some peoples' common sense and decency. I am not a big commenter. Although I try but half the time my thoughts are interrupted with butt wiping, juice cup making and a curious climbing two year old. But the effort people make to bash some one else in a comment section amazes me. This week alone I have seen someone ask for homeschool curriculum suggestions and get bashed on their choice along with claims her children were trouble makers. Or how about bashing a family for not owning Britax car seats. I will admit I may read something and roll my eyes. But leave a really mean comment bashing someone personally. Umm no. I like to think I have a little more common courtesy than that. Truthfully I like to think I don't know the whole story. Don't you. I mean really do you ever get every little detail of a situation explained in full when you blog? I don't. Also, I know that I read things and interrupt things different than the way you may have intended. We don't all think alike. I just don't understand why people, especially other moms, are so hard on one another. Does it make us feel better about ourselves to criticize one another? Are we so faceless on the internet that we feel we can say anything and not have to live with the consequences? I have never had to question something that I have commented. If I wouldn't say it to your face, I wouldn't say in in your comment section. If some one is asking for advice why comment just to bash. If you don't have experience in the area and have nothing positive to offer why waste your time commenting? Just remember, a blog belongs to someone. They pour their feelings and part of their life into it. Didn't your mama teach you, "Treat others as you want to be treated."
I have a confession. I can not sleep in bed with my husband lately. I have been sleeping on the couch and then around 4am, about the time he is getting up for work, I move to the bed. I can not stand anyone touching me while I sleep right now. It drives me nuts. And it really isn't just touching, it is close proximity. I can't even stand my girls being that close to me. Well, tonight he fell asleep on the couch. I am sitting here on the other end and really considering heading to bed in hopes that he doesn't wake up anytime soon and I get the whole bed to myself. I feel so mean, but I am even meaner when I don't get much sleep. So good night.
This is what I want for Mother's Day: Nelle & Lizzy's Triple Ring. Thing is, Mr. B is not allowed to purchase stuff online. I can tell some pretty humorous (after the fact) stories of some not so good purchases he has made. Therefore his online purchasing power has been denied or must first be approved. He knows I want the ring and has joked that I will have to order it if that is what I want. Although he has never flat out said go ahead and order that ring. Combine that with the fact that I couldn't until yesterday. I usually purchase my own gifts with the exception of two that were major surprises. Did I marry a bad gift giver or am I just guaranteed to get what I want when I am buying it myself?
P.S. I know I have promised ultrasound pics. I also have an adorable video of little s from her b-day party. Why am I so lazy? I have time to blog, but getting up and getting the stuff required to do this just sounds so unappealing.