Potty Training.....Mommy

Somebody pleeeeease tell me that someday, before I enter the nursing home I will be able to go to the bathroom ALONE, truly ALONE, seriously!

Why is it, my mommy friends, who entered mommy-land before me, did not let me in on this secret. They tell you all about sleepless nights, picky eaters, crying babies, temper tantrums...but nobody tells you that sitting on the toilet will become such a public effort.

I must confess, baby number two has been nursed on the potty, don't judge until you've been there! Just this morning the toddler built a toilet paper castle, complete with "soldiers", aka tampons while the crawler tried valiantly to get to the plunger....EWWWW.

What I have yet to figure out is that Dad can go to the bathroom and spend half the day in there and no one bothers him. So maybe I am exaggerating a bit but he DOES get quiet bathroom time periodically.

I am just hoping this is a phase and within a few years there won't be so much interest in what Mom is doing behind closed (I hope) doors!!!

Sex.....and the City 2

I know, the critics are not playing nice when it comes to the latest installment but I chuckled my way through the movie. There was also a fair amount of lusting, the closet, the apartment, the hot males, I could go on and on.

So maybe we are not as young, carefree, energetic or bold as we once were. Maybe we wore sensible shoes and were yawning by 9 PM. Maybe we saw those baby seats in the rearview mirror and just for a moment thought about those sweet people at home awaiting our return, footed PJ's and all. Maybe "sexy" doesn't exactly describe my life but I had a blast and thoroughly enjoyed a night that was all about me!

Happy Eight Month Birthday Baby Bear

8 months, 34 weeks, 238 days.....no matter how you look at it, it has gone FAST.

Since you are my last baby I am trying very hard to savor all of these little things. Right now you are all about crawling up to me and climbing up my leg and holding on, blowing wet sloppy bubbles on my legs and bouncing with glee. You are still nursing but it is a battle to do it anywhere but a dark room as you want to see what is going on in this big world. I cringe at the thought of my grocery bill in a few years because your little eight month old self can put away a massive amount of rice cakes, watermelon, crackers, peaches, noodles, sweet potatoes and french toast.

You are into and onto EVERYTHING in sight. You sweet baby crawl has turned into a full on race to keep up with brother, Muppet or whoever is heading out the door. You love being outside, which is not a shock but you have started making us aware of your displeasure when we bring you in before you are ready. You did get the red head temper.....no doubt about it! One of your favorite activities is playing in water, be it the bath, the pool or Muppet's water bowl.

You have wormed your way into our hearts and again, we will never be the people we were before we met you Grey-Bear!!

Wordless Wednesdays

Mother's Day Hike 2010

We started a new family tradition this year by going on a family hike on Mother's Day morning. The weather could not have been any more beautiful. We all had a blast and I am still shocked that we escaped a poison ivy infestation. Along the journey, we were reminded once again that our life....and our hiking...is drastically different than it was a few short years ago.

Once upon a time a 3 or 4 mile hike was a leisurely outing. Now it seems to require so much more energy, focus, planning and the like. Our little 1.5-mile outing was pretty tiring simply because we are not only hiking, we were making sure the 2-year old didn't fall off an embankment, carrying the 7 -month old (and 2-year old), dodging redwood sized poison ivy, attempting to keep Muppet out of said poison ivy, throwing rocks in any available water, climbing trees, scaling rocks and so so so much more.

Setting out....

One down.....

And the other one down....

Wordless Wednesdays

Mommy Day

Lucky is not a good enough word.

Blessed seems so passive.

I can't quite put my finger on a single word that describes how I feel each time one of these little people gives me a hug, crawls up my leg, nuzzles his drooly mouth in my neck or asks me to play.

Becoming a mother was not a split second decision but I continue to be surprised by all the ways it has changed my life.

Wishing all you mommies a day filled with sweet baby snuggles and loads of love.

I thought I had accomplished a lot, but being a mother is by far my greatest accomplishment.

I thoroughly enjoy being your servant, disciplinarian, nurse and chef.

I am not and will never be the person I was before I become a mom, and that could not make me happier.

Happy Mother's Day