Friends and Kids

I always wondered why my friends ditched me after they had kids. What do you mean you don't have time? How much time can a kid really take up? Well let me go ahead and tell you- kids take up every single minute of every single day. Needless to say, I'm now in the other shoes. 

But I'm okay with the other shoes (actually I wouldn't have it any other way).

E goes from sun up to sun down. If I had half his energy I would be in good shape. It's like watching a ping pong game. Left, right, left, right. Ripping shoes out of the closet, yanking shampoo from the shower, snatching clothes out of drawers, throwing toys down the slide, kicking balls around the house. Not to mention, E has been boycotting every nap. Wait, I take that back- he'll take a forty-five minute nap in the morning. Do you know how little I get done in forty-five minutes? I might have time to pick up a third of the mess he creates. As always, I have a plan waiting to spring into action: out with two naps, in with one nap. We will be trial and erroring this plan this week. Hopefully it will stretch that forty-five minutes into at least two hours. Asking too much? 

Not only is E a busy, busy body, but E has turned into quite the talkative little creature. His vocabulary consists of daddy, da-da, ma-ma (my favorite, of course), ball, pa-pa, bye bye. And it keeps growing daily. Some of the sweetest sounds I have EVER heard.

Chris was apparently very bored tonight and decided to go over our text messages between each other over the last year. They were quite humorous. Reading those texts it made me realize, our world truly does revolve around E 100%. For a long time Chris and I didn't want kids, but when that switch clicked and we had a change of heart, I knew my life would no longer be about me. My life would be dedicated strictly to my child/children, the way I believe it should be. Chris's text messages validated our dedication. Here are just a few samples of some of the texts.....

"How did E do last night?"

"How's tot?"

"What time did angel wake up?"

"Playing with boy, what you doing?"

"Have you seen him get flustered on the changing table and throw his hands in front of his face real fast?"

"What'd weezy eat for breakfast?"

"Chuey update."

"Boy up yet?"

Notice all of our crazy nicknames? It's so funny looking at the really old texts. The ones back when he was still waking up in the middle of the night- it just seems so long ago!

In the next few weeks I'm going to have some very exciting things going on. Can't wait to share with my blog family :)

Leash the kid

As a parent I have said "I am never going to.....," and I have done just about every single one of the things I swore to never do. From making my house into a one year old playground to letting my child watch television. I have erased "I am never going to" from my verbal dictionary. 

E goes non-stop ALL day long. One minute he's in the bathroom breaking a bottle of perfume and the next minute he's in the laundry room holding a Coke can he found in the garbage can. The garbage can  he's not supposed to be in. In a matter of seconds he can cause mass destruction in our house. Every nap/ feeding break/ bedtime I spend thirty minutes picking up E's chaos. Saying all that, now I understand why people put leashes on their children. I still don't think I could leash E up (it would have to be extreme circumstances), but I SO get it! I pledge to never again judge the parent of a leashed child. My busy, busy, busy one year old has truly opened my eyes. 

Starting the new year off right

Welp, our household has started the new year off right. 

Chris (on the nights he's here) usually does night time bath/get ready for bed duty. 

For some reason- that reason probably being a wild one year old on the changing table- Chris put E in a regular daytime diaper. The cheapo Target version. For night time we put E in a Pampers, because they seem to hold pee better. So guess who woke up soaking wet. Yep, E. Today was supposed to be stay in your pajama day, change of plans. 

We got little boy dressed and decided since we ended up dressing him we'd go get breakfast at the local Waffle House. Thinking my day was as interesting as it was going to get, WRONG! I thought since we went at 8:00 in the morning all the weirdos wouldn't be there. Ha! Jokes on me. While at Waffle House, a teenage meth head decided to take interest in my child. She stood at our table for about five minutes (too long) trying to give E his cup and talk to him. E was of course completely uninterested, but the girl just couldn't quite take the hint. I swear if she would have touched him I would've lost my marbles. I kept giving Chris my big bug eyes- meaning tell her to leave. Finally she leaves, only to return a few minutes later holding her arm out to me. Having no clue what the heck she was doing we had an awkward stare down for about a minute. Finally bitch mode came out in me and I responded to her crack-headish behavior. My response, "What, what do you want?!" She wanted to show me her pink watch. I said that's pretty and she walked away for good. It stresses me out just typing it. I'm so worried about offending people or hurting their feelings, but dang girl go away! The way this world is going you never know how somebody is going to respond to you, and I try my best to not respond to strangers in an aggressive way. Needless to say, we will never be returning to another Waffle House with child. Too many creepers.

We got home had a nap, ate lunch, did our usual.
I snuck off to the laundry room, because I have to hide in order to wash clothes so that E won't get in  our trash can. While in the laundry room, Chris made a gruesome discovery. Picture to follow.

Yes, that is what you think it is. And I have NO clue how it got there. I guess gravity took it's toll and it simply rolled down his leg. Ewwwww. I'm assuming his diaper was not on very tight and it simply plopped out. Early bath time for E. 

After E's bath I put his clean sheets back on from his morning leakage. It's easiest for me to just take the whole mattress out than to try and maneuver around the crib bumpers. E loved playing on the mattress on the floor. An easy fifteen minute distraction :)

Hope everyone had a fabulous New Years!