Peep toe PJ's

LOL......

Feed Me!

In the late 80s there was a movie made titled, "The Little Shop of Horrors." In the movie, there was a plant that cried out, "Feed me Seymour. Feed me!"

Tyler reminds me of that plant. That son of mine can eat. Well, really he is a snacker but he snacks all day long. (I took him to the doctor yesterday and he weighs 12lbs! He is only 6 weeks old!) I really think I am going to run out of breast milk.

Maybe I should supplement his diet with a pork chop every now and then.

But here's the irony. He isn't waking up as much through the night so when I wake up in the morning, my breasts hurt from being full of milk. Yet, all day long he is eating. I won't complain though because a 6 week old infant that doesn't wake up all night long is priceless!

Novel Notion

While visiting last weekend, Trish asked why I allowed Tyler to take a late evening nap, only to wake him up to give him a bath and put him back in the bed. So, I began to ponder that question and watch his pattern. Generally, he falls asleep around 7p and I would let him sleep until about 9p and then wake him up. Around 1030p, he was given his evening bath and then he would go back to sleep around 11p.

Well, the other day, he didn't take an evening nap. He was wide awake watching mommy tackle her research project. Then, around 630p he began dozing off. I decided instead of letting him take a nap, why not just keep him up, give him a bath, and put him in the bed at 8p along with his sister? Now, I know he will not sleep uninterrupted through the night but by the time he wakes up around 1030p or 11p, I have made substantial progress with my school work and I am ready for bed so it's easy to put him back to sleep.

And bonus: I get a shower that is longer than 2 minutes. I am really getting the hang of this single mommy of two thing! HA! HA!

Mommy's Midday Meltdown

See NyCee writing on her shirt.

See Tyler screaming his head off while NyCee is writing on her shirt.

See mommy's research project that is due in less than 8 hours receiving little attention due to Tyler screaming his head off while NyCee is writing on her shirt.

Weekend Visitor

My friend Trish drove 6 hours from Chicago in the middle of the night to spend the weekend with us. She sent me a text Wednesday night to see if I was up for the visit. I was very excited that she was willing to make the trip to see the kids before we leave Michigan next month. I haven't seen Trish in over three years.

We had a great time!

Morning Comfort

After stepping out of my whore shower, (please excuse the term but that is what I call a shower in which one can not allow the suds to lather and actually penetrate the skin to provide a deep cleaning. Rather, it is merely smeared on and rinsed off.) I heard Tyler screaming bloody murder.


When I walked into the room, NyCee was sitting next to him attempting to comfort him. Although she was engrossed in the TV show, "The Wiggles" at the time, I thought it was sweet that she climbed down off the bed to sit next to Ty until I finished my "shower."

Echo

I walked to the kitchen door to call for Mocha.

D: "Mocha."

A little one runs up next to me and cries out,

N: "Mocha. Come here Mocha."

After Mocha came in the house, I walked NyCee to the potty.

D: "C'mon big girl & put pee-pee in the potty."

After using the potty, she exclaimed,

N: "I did it! High five."

D: "That's a big girl. Good stuff!"

N: "Good stuff!"

Later while working on the computer, I bellowed out,

D: "What the piss?"

N: "Mommy, what the piss?"

I really have to monitor what I say around my little echo.

Precious Moment

I wish I could capture this moment in a bottle.

"What Can I Say?"

I have no words to write about why my child was trying to put on my maternity bra.

A Blessed Reminder

Jesus told us in Matthew 6:25, "Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing?"

26. "Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?"

30. "Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?"

Last week I was a little down in the dumps. Which I have realized is okay but it is not okay to stay there. We have all heard of the devastating weather effects over the past month: cyclones, tornadoes, earthquakes, etc. My heart aches for those individuals who have been touched by the catastrophes and I realized I am truly, truly blessed.

I received a package from a dear friend which contained over 200 size 2 diapers for Tyler. Why is that a big deal you ask? Because I was just thinking that I needed some money to buy Tyler more diapers. He has over 100 size 1 diapers left but he has grown so fast that they are too small. (You can only imagine how uncomfortable he must have been in those too small diapers. I think of it like wearing underwear two sizes too small.) My friend lives in another state and I never told anyone that I needed the diapers. Yet, God provided. Along with the diapers there were other items needed as well.

God is amazing. So, if He (God) provided diapers for my son when he needed them, will He not provide a job and a home for me and my children?

The Switch

While in diapers, NyCee was very good about telling me she had to potty beforehand. Each time she was successful, she would exclaim, "I did it! Mommy, all finish." So I made the switch to pull-ups.

While in pull-ups, NyCee made no effort to tell me she had to potty. I would take her to the potty every hour and she would just sit there and stare. Of course, her pull up would be wet.


So I made the switch to big girl panties thinking that if she feels the wetness, she will be more inclined to tell me she has to potty. I explained that because she is a big girl and was doing so well telling mommy that she had to potty, she was being rewarded with big girl panties. Oh, she just pranced around in her panties (they are the terrycloth panties and I cover them with the plastic bottoms) ever so proudly.

Well, during all that prancing around she neglected to tell me that she had to potty. So within a matter of an hour and a half, she managed to go through 3 pairs of big girl panties. I think I need a book on how to potty train.

Guess Who?

Guess who decided to wake up at nearly 530a?

Guess who decided to not go back to sleep after being fed and changed at 530a?

Guess who decided to stare at mommy with big brown eyes instead of returning to sleep at 530a?

Guess who is now sound asleep while mommy has to complete four school assignments today?

2 go in, yet....

To moms everywhere:

Have you ever noticed when washing your infant's clothing, you put two socks in the dryer yet only one comes out? I have been trying to find the mystical sock eating creature in my dryer for years. With NyCee, I was a little more efficient; in that, I would pin her socks together before washing them. I learned to do that after losing a few in the dryer. That does not occur with Tyler. I have several single socks that I am holding on to in the hopes that when the mystical creature hiding in the dryer is finished playing with them, they will magically re-appear.

Back-up Plan

Okay, so yesterday I was kind of down in the dumps. But, I didn't stay there. I am a problem solver. I don't simply identify the problem. I look for a solution.

Since not having a job is NOT an option for me, I will continue to pound the internet virtual pavement seeking employment.

But if nothing comes about by June, I can always swing on a pole to provide for the kids. I don't know who will pay to see me swing on a pole given that I just gave birth to my second child and well, things are not as tight as they use to be. But hey, some one might and it will put food on the table. And it's legal.

When you have children, you do what ya gotta do!

Besides, things are look up already. This morning I was able to take a shower that lasted longer than 2 minutes. Of course, after I put on my clothes Tyler woke up and threw up on me but hey, let's focus on the fact that I actually was able to shower this morning.

A Really Hard Day

Today is a really hard day.

I have realized the gravity of my situation.

I have two children that I can't provide for.

I am the only person they have to depend on and I can't provide for them.

I keep receiving rejection emails for jobs I have applied for all over the country. I have literally applied for jobs from California to Florida, Minnesota and places in between.

I loss my home, my clothes, my furnishings and every thing I worked so hard for.

Sadly, I can't even cry about the loss because crying indicates weakness and is not going to change the past or help my present.

I have made so many bad decisions that I have no one to blame but myself. But the most hurtful part is that I have two children that I can't provide for. I feel lower than low to know that I have no way of giving them the most basic things they need.

I know things will get better. I know that I have to trust God. I know that change will come and whatever other positive cliche people will say to me. But right now, I really need for it to get better today. I really need some positive news that will help me make it through the day. I really need for this situation to turn around.

But then I think I am so self-centered. Katrina victims are still displaced, citizens of Myanmar are homeless, my cousin's friend is 4 months pregnant and has to carry a child to term who will not live beyond birth, and gas prices are nearly $4.00 a gallon. In comparison, my situation is a cake walk.

When it all comes together, it will be a testimony for others of God's faithfulness. I just have to make it through today. Tomorrow will be better.

One Size Fits All?

I have no idea why my daughter decided to climb into her brother's chair and play with his toys.

As if she does not have a million of her own toys to play with.

Toot! Toot!

Yes, I am actually tooting my own horn. Why you ask?

Because God has blessed me with the supernatural ability to multi-task and with the gifts of prioritization and organization.

I have managed to grocery shop with Tyler in tow, put the groceries away, complete the laundry, submit part A of my proposal for approval, complete and ace one of two mid term exams and most of the time Tyler was in my arms.

And it's only Tuesday......

Little Care Giver

After lunch, NyCee was standing in the kitchen and heard Tyler crying from his crib. She turned around and exclaimed, "Baby. Crying. I'm coming baby. Okay, I'm coming baby." And took off running down the hall to the bedroom.

5 Minutes Please, Just 5 Minutes

Who knew trying to take a shower in the morning would be so hectic? This morning Tyler decided to wake up, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 5:21a. By doing so, he cut into my final hour of sleep before I get up and get myself ready. In theory, if I get up about 630a, then I have about 30 minutes to myself before the kids rise and shine. Note: I said in theory.

Lately, NyCee has been waking up at 645a or so and joining me in the bathroom exclaiming, "Mommy. Naked. Naked" which is followed by hysterical laughter. Tyler then begins to whimper and whine as he wakes up. All the while, I am standing in the bathroom with toothpaste dripping down my arm as I try to brush my teeth and at least wash my face.

It's only been two weeks. I am sure I will get the hang of things soon.