Not much on the posting front in the past few months. I have much that I could write about and it would feel great to get back into it, but I do not want to share with just anyone anymore. I have been burned in the past, making me even more hesitant. I am going to go private, so if you wish to keep in the loop please let me know.
Thanks, and hope you still follow!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
One of these things looks alot like the other...
I would not think twice about the appearance of packaging. However, my 2 year old was quick to jump up when I tried to give him apricots today as a fruit choice, (wishful thinking!). He reached in the bag, went over to the dishwasher and said "Mommy, open." I opened the dishwasher door, and he placed the shriveled up apricot right in the dispenser where the dishwasher soap goes. He was prouder than proud to be a good little helper!... It's not a wonder he doesn't like some foods!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Frustrated
I was going to start fresh in the new year by getting back on the posting bandwagon. I can't wait! I could write for days with all of the nonsense going on my head, robbing me of my precious sleep at night. One thing at a time, I guess.
So, first thing's first. I need your help, and any input would be appreciated.
My little man turned 2 (!) last week. I still cannot believe it! I am not sure if this post refers to the terrible twos already, or what. I am beyond frustrated. I am teedering on the verge of insanity. I have a toddler that does. not. eat. I try and try, and nothing works. Right now he is on a Eggo waffle kick, and nothing else. He could live on juice too. Surely the nutritional value of a prepackaged frozen waffle does not meet the expectations for a growing child. He does take a daily multivitamin, which is a slight bonus.
His diet consists of bananas, dry cereal, some grapes, raisins, pizza, grilled cheese, fruit snacks, crackers, goldfish, banana bread, gobert (yogurt), and popcorn twists. That's it. Not a lot of variety, and only eats for what he feels he is in the mood for. I wish that I could say that it was because I am an awful cook, but sadly that's not the case. No meat, no veggies... just carbs. Also, he drinks soy milk, so he is getting protein.
So, what I am asking here is, how the heck do I get him to eat?? I've been told that he will never starve, but that does not ease my mind whatsoever. I praise him when he eats, I set up birdfeeder grazing zones for him to eat on the move (which seems to work the best), I try and limit the intake of liquids and jump on the 'meal' as soon as we get home. I try and make dinner time a family event, even though he eats a separate 'meal' than we do. I mix up a few different foods so he has options. Eating the same meal as I make is simply out of the question, and refused immediately. (Rice , chicken & broccoli for instance.) I use the same dishes so that he knows the food is 'his'.
I did also take him to the nose, ear & throat specialist a couple of weeks ago, and he told me that Hudson's tonsils & adenoids are HUGE and recommended that we take them out. I would think that with having a sore throat all of the time would make for little or no use of the taste buds and likely hard to swallow. He gave us a nasal spray to try for 2 months and hope that the steroid in it brings the swelling down. He's a pretty little guy at a mere 25 lbs to have surgery, (I think). There's not a lot of blood in him for me to be completely comfortable going under the knife or laser-- whichever the hell it is.
Today I went on a big grocery shop with him strictly in mind. I bought sweet potato soup to try in his sippy cup in hopes that the tetra pack looks appealing like juice... and banana flavoured tofu dessert in hopes of resembling pudding... back to trying toddler baby food/entrees... jello cups with fruit in it so he can't just suck the juice out of the fruit cup... back to toddler snack bars... I just hope that something works. Anything works.
Who knows... Maybe with a full belly he's sleep better too.
So, first thing's first. I need your help, and any input would be appreciated.
My little man turned 2 (!) last week. I still cannot believe it! I am not sure if this post refers to the terrible twos already, or what. I am beyond frustrated. I am teedering on the verge of insanity. I have a toddler that does. not. eat. I try and try, and nothing works. Right now he is on a Eggo waffle kick, and nothing else. He could live on juice too. Surely the nutritional value of a prepackaged frozen waffle does not meet the expectations for a growing child. He does take a daily multivitamin, which is a slight bonus.
His diet consists of bananas, dry cereal, some grapes, raisins, pizza, grilled cheese, fruit snacks, crackers, goldfish, banana bread, gobert (yogurt), and popcorn twists. That's it. Not a lot of variety, and only eats for what he feels he is in the mood for. I wish that I could say that it was because I am an awful cook, but sadly that's not the case. No meat, no veggies... just carbs. Also, he drinks soy milk, so he is getting protein.
So, what I am asking here is, how the heck do I get him to eat?? I've been told that he will never starve, but that does not ease my mind whatsoever. I praise him when he eats, I set up birdfeeder grazing zones for him to eat on the move (which seems to work the best), I try and limit the intake of liquids and jump on the 'meal' as soon as we get home. I try and make dinner time a family event, even though he eats a separate 'meal' than we do. I mix up a few different foods so he has options. Eating the same meal as I make is simply out of the question, and refused immediately. (Rice , chicken & broccoli for instance.) I use the same dishes so that he knows the food is 'his'.
I did also take him to the nose, ear & throat specialist a couple of weeks ago, and he told me that Hudson's tonsils & adenoids are HUGE and recommended that we take them out. I would think that with having a sore throat all of the time would make for little or no use of the taste buds and likely hard to swallow. He gave us a nasal spray to try for 2 months and hope that the steroid in it brings the swelling down. He's a pretty little guy at a mere 25 lbs to have surgery, (I think). There's not a lot of blood in him for me to be completely comfortable going under the knife or laser-- whichever the hell it is.
Today I went on a big grocery shop with him strictly in mind. I bought sweet potato soup to try in his sippy cup in hopes that the tetra pack looks appealing like juice... and banana flavoured tofu dessert in hopes of resembling pudding... back to trying toddler baby food/entrees... jello cups with fruit in it so he can't just suck the juice out of the fruit cup... back to toddler snack bars... I just hope that something works. Anything works.
Who knows... Maybe with a full belly he's sleep better too.
Monday, December 20, 2010
I'll Admit It...
I will admittedly say it, I have turned into the worst blogger... EVER. Truth be known, it is one of my resolutions for 2011. I feel good when I write, get a load off... vent a little. I even feel a bit social doing it. Cheers to a New Year and a fresh start to making some goals. I look forward to getting back in my groove.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
All Around Update
Well, wasn't that last post a bust. I rattled off about how I was going to give a better effort, and blah blah blah... Seriously. I need to get back into it. I need to vent and get this heaviness off my chest. You can only go over this stuff in your head so many times before it gets to be too much.
I have been so overwhelmed with life again lately. It is to the point that I do not know whether I am coming or going or if I even want to. Andy asks me 15 times a day what is wrong with me, and I cannot even give him an answer. Buddy, if I could tell ya, I would.
Not sure if it's just a vicious cycle or what. I go through periods of time where I think Andy is just swell. He's a great Dad, and he helps out a lot. He's not hard on the eyes, and he's crazy about me. I am not ungrateful for that. That's all fine 'n dandy, but it just seems lately that every time he opens his mouth I find myself rolling my eyes and tuning him out. I wouldn't imagine that makes me to be a very nice person. I am tired of nagging at him when I want stuff done and being disappointed by his constant answer of 'I'll do it later.' I also realize that nearly 16 years together will surely get you in a rut. I would love to have a date night, no kidlet and no hockey or derby conversations. Seems impossible, and I just want the spark back. I want to feel butterflies in my stomach when I see him. I know it's there.
A coworker of mine passed away last week as most of you know. I had a very good work relationship with him, and find it extremely difficult to deal with the loss. You spend 1/3 of your life at work, 1/3 of your life at home, and 1/3 of your life sleeping. So, I guess that's why the gap is there and why it's so hard. My heart hurts for his children. His poor 17 year old son wrote the most heartfelt & dark poem of how he wished that he could have provided for his Dad. Tragic to know that the poor kid cut the rope and couldn't save him, and neither could we.
On another note, my little kidlet has to go to the dentist this afternoon. In our house, the laundry room has tile, and 3 tile steps up. He tripped up the steps and smashed his top lip into the metal edge on the step, resulting into an extremely fat lip and some pushed back teeth. Taking a peek this morning while brushing his teeth, I think that he may have a broken tooth. Fingers crossed that the dentist gets to take a peek inside and gives us a half decent report. Ugh. Poor little man. Thankfully, it's the baby teeth.
It was pinkeye mania in our house last week. Not exactly what I needed after the pukey flu swept through the week before. Good times.
I took a bad fall at derby practice about a month ago, and stretched the tendon in my knee. Now after a month of phy$io therapy, I can take stairs pain free and get out of bed without yelping. I could only wish that I could have my confidence back to get into it, rather that the fear of hurting my knee again holding me back. Coach asked me to find the bitch in me and bring her back! I do love derby, and need to get at 'er.
My new baby nephew will be here next week! I am super excited to go and see my sister & family! We'll just say that I am less than thrilled to do the boring 6 hour drive to stay at the outlaws house. The old, dusty farmhouse will likely take a toll on the kidlet's allergies... let alone my sanity. What'd'ya do. I can't wait to see Sister. I really miss her.
I have been consumed my this new car purchase. I have been pre-approved and now just need to go in and sign on the dotted line. I hate change... and even more, I hate payments. Deciding if I need that fancy of a car is holding me back. They have my current vehicle pre-sold, so I have until Nov 9th to get it cleaned out. I'll miss the silver bullet-- and the small lease payment, but time's up.
Haven't spoke to my Mom since Mother's day when I called her. It's starting to eat away at me, yet I don't want to be the one to cave and call her. Ridiculous. Why do I find it so hard to keep contact with her?
Phew! I feel a bit better now for just having wrote this. Thanks ladies for checking in.
I have been so overwhelmed with life again lately. It is to the point that I do not know whether I am coming or going or if I even want to. Andy asks me 15 times a day what is wrong with me, and I cannot even give him an answer. Buddy, if I could tell ya, I would.
Not sure if it's just a vicious cycle or what. I go through periods of time where I think Andy is just swell. He's a great Dad, and he helps out a lot. He's not hard on the eyes, and he's crazy about me. I am not ungrateful for that. That's all fine 'n dandy, but it just seems lately that every time he opens his mouth I find myself rolling my eyes and tuning him out. I wouldn't imagine that makes me to be a very nice person. I am tired of nagging at him when I want stuff done and being disappointed by his constant answer of 'I'll do it later.' I also realize that nearly 16 years together will surely get you in a rut. I would love to have a date night, no kidlet and no hockey or derby conversations. Seems impossible, and I just want the spark back. I want to feel butterflies in my stomach when I see him. I know it's there.
A coworker of mine passed away last week as most of you know. I had a very good work relationship with him, and find it extremely difficult to deal with the loss. You spend 1/3 of your life at work, 1/3 of your life at home, and 1/3 of your life sleeping. So, I guess that's why the gap is there and why it's so hard. My heart hurts for his children. His poor 17 year old son wrote the most heartfelt & dark poem of how he wished that he could have provided for his Dad. Tragic to know that the poor kid cut the rope and couldn't save him, and neither could we.
On another note, my little kidlet has to go to the dentist this afternoon. In our house, the laundry room has tile, and 3 tile steps up. He tripped up the steps and smashed his top lip into the metal edge on the step, resulting into an extremely fat lip and some pushed back teeth. Taking a peek this morning while brushing his teeth, I think that he may have a broken tooth. Fingers crossed that the dentist gets to take a peek inside and gives us a half decent report. Ugh. Poor little man. Thankfully, it's the baby teeth.
It was pinkeye mania in our house last week. Not exactly what I needed after the pukey flu swept through the week before. Good times.
I took a bad fall at derby practice about a month ago, and stretched the tendon in my knee. Now after a month of phy$io therapy, I can take stairs pain free and get out of bed without yelping. I could only wish that I could have my confidence back to get into it, rather that the fear of hurting my knee again holding me back. Coach asked me to find the bitch in me and bring her back! I do love derby, and need to get at 'er.
My new baby nephew will be here next week! I am super excited to go and see my sister & family! We'll just say that I am less than thrilled to do the boring 6 hour drive to stay at the outlaws house. The old, dusty farmhouse will likely take a toll on the kidlet's allergies... let alone my sanity. What'd'ya do. I can't wait to see Sister. I really miss her.
I have been consumed my this new car purchase. I have been pre-approved and now just need to go in and sign on the dotted line. I hate change... and even more, I hate payments. Deciding if I need that fancy of a car is holding me back. They have my current vehicle pre-sold, so I have until Nov 9th to get it cleaned out. I'll miss the silver bullet-- and the small lease payment, but time's up.
Haven't spoke to my Mom since Mother's day when I called her. It's starting to eat away at me, yet I don't want to be the one to cave and call her. Ridiculous. Why do I find it so hard to keep contact with her?
Phew! I feel a bit better now for just having wrote this. Thanks ladies for checking in.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Slack
I just checked in and admittedly was quite shocked to see that I have not done a single post in nearly 2 months! I hadn't realized that it had been so long.
I don't know when life got so busy to not plug away for a quick 15 minutes and give an update. I need to make time... I really miss checking in!
Cheers to getting back into my groove.
Aaaaand some random thoughts to leave you with...
*Never leave a plunger in a blind man's toilet
*Never make eye contact while eating a banana
I don't know when life got so busy to not plug away for a quick 15 minutes and give an update. I need to make time... I really miss checking in!
Cheers to getting back into my groove.
Aaaaand some random thoughts to leave you with...
*Never leave a plunger in a blind man's toilet
*Never make eye contact while eating a banana
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
All Paid Up
Today I went to renew the registration on my vehicle. As well I had to renew my driver's license and pay a speeding ticket. The girl at the front counter assisting me asked me for my postal code. I gave it to her and she said it did not match the one that Canada Post had suggested to her, so I called Andy to make sure I had it correct (which I did).
While shelling out a big heap of clams to pay for all of these changes and tickets Andy snips at me, "Make sure you change the papers on the travel trailer and pay that speeding ticket with your own money. I would have done the registration on the trailer before but I wasn't going to pay for YOUR speeding ticket."
I replied, "Don't worry about it, I was going to use my own mony anyway."
As she is changing the address on the travel trailer the clerk says to me, "Uh-oh. Looks like HE has a ticket on here... what should we do?"
Oh really?!?! So I whip out my cell phone with smirk on my face and a nasty arch in my brow, and dial Andy's phone. He cheerfully asks me if I had any money left after paying my bills. I replied, "YES, but would you prefer for me to use MY MONEY or yours to pay your ticket?!?"
I pulled the phone away from my ear because he was laughing so loudly, and says " HAHAHA-- you weren't supposed to find out about that!" Seat belt ticket.
Hmmmm... well I did, I used my money to pay his fine and I'll save it for ammo on another day.
While shelling out a big heap of clams to pay for all of these changes and tickets Andy snips at me, "Make sure you change the papers on the travel trailer and pay that speeding ticket with your own money. I would have done the registration on the trailer before but I wasn't going to pay for YOUR speeding ticket."
I replied, "Don't worry about it, I was going to use my own mony anyway."
As she is changing the address on the travel trailer the clerk says to me, "Uh-oh. Looks like HE has a ticket on here... what should we do?"
Oh really?!?! So I whip out my cell phone with smirk on my face and a nasty arch in my brow, and dial Andy's phone. He cheerfully asks me if I had any money left after paying my bills. I replied, "YES, but would you prefer for me to use MY MONEY or yours to pay your ticket?!?"
I pulled the phone away from my ear because he was laughing so loudly, and says " HAHAHA-- you weren't supposed to find out about that!" Seat belt ticket.
Hmmmm... well I did, I used my money to pay his fine and I'll save it for ammo on another day.
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