It’s time… for Potty Training


I am not gonna lie, I don’t mind two in diapers. I would let Ian wait till he was ready. The reason we are going to push it is he is reaching the age where people have started making judgmental comments about him being in diapers.

So this year we are going no where for Thanksgiving and Ian has no school the while week. So as of yesterday and a long conversation with Abby, it was decided that I am going to stop avoiding it and bring on the potty training. You my wonder why I am blogging about so far in advance. Well I am gonna need advice, mama support and a bit of push.

So wish us luck, here we go.

Sippy Cup


I don’t remember it being so hard with Ian. Ollie on the other hand isn’t really interested, we have tried everything water, milk, juice (yes we did, judge away 2 oz is not going to kill him).


Now he can and will fake it. He might even take a drink or two. Then he just hauls it around like it a favorite old toy.


We have tried both soft spout and hard. No we haven’t tried the straw kind mainly because I hate cleaning them.

So mama’s any tips to help me get him to drink from a sippy cup?

Another Check On The List


I can now call my self a Soccer Mom, no the minivan is not next. I just can’t go that far.   Ian has completed his firs season of Ankle biters soccer, I love the name of his age group.  We had lots of ups and downs, some games he didn’t even play. He was there just preferred sitting on the sidelines.


I think we all learned something this spring season. Ian got exposed to kids his own age, even if he waasn’t always happy to be there. We learned that he plays better if I am not there.


His coach said that they will be coaching again in the fall and we can request them if we choose. I think we will, they were great with the kids.


Ian got his first trophy and he loves it. So my sports mom days are here, I know that it will a new adventure from here.


When I had no other option.

Ian woke up acting as if he was still tired and after a few hours of meltdowns, no listening, and tears. Someone on twitter recommend taking a walk. So off we went. It was meant to be a short jaunt to the park not a 1/4 mile from our house. After we started I couldn’t think of stop that soon. We went to the park about a mile from our house.




We didn’t plan to go that far, I was wearing flip flops and all we have is a sit and stand stroller but it was nice and we all came back in a better mood.

Help is available

If you follow me on twitter you know that I recently sought help for some mental health issues. The help ended with a stay in the mental health hospital, I am not going to lie it wasn’t all puppies and rainbows. It was help I needed and help I am glad that I got. There is help out there, I am writing this post to help share some of the resources out there.

I wouldn’t have even known where to start with out the amazing ladies of #PPDCHAT hashtag on twitter, ran/founded by the amazing Lauren she also owns My Postpartum Voice. Thanks to her and the other ladies, I was led to the other resources that helped me.

Resource #1
I don’t know about other states but in the state of Texas, each county has a MHMR. I am pretty sure this is the statewide 24 hour crisis number they ask your location when you call.

The National Suicide Hotline this number is also 24hours a day.

There are many more resources that I don’t know of and don’t list here. If you know of more and would like to add them to the comments please feel free. I am lucky that these resources were there for me and I want to share so that I can help at least one person.

With my best dude.

Last week I was at my wits end with Ian, I desperately needed to reconnect with him. I can imagine he needed it to by his actions. Well Saturday mornign rolled around and my mom called. She wanted to take Ian and I to the lego discovery center, well that idea didn’t pan out when we realized that it is best to buy tickets in advance. So instead we went to the first circle of Hell (aka Chuck E Cheese).
Wack a mole.

Where he played everything from whack a mole to skee ball and everything in between. After a bout an hour he realized there was food to be had. Luckily he was okay with going to eat somewhere else, I think all the noise and excitement was getting to be a bit much at that point. After a brief pit stop and with fuller bellies. My Mama had the bright idea to stop at Bass Pro Shop and wonder about. Believe it or not I am pretty sure it was a bigger hit the Chuck E Cheese.

I don’t have a picture of him fishing but they had a fishing display set up for small children, and he figured that out super fast. His reaction to all the boats was pretty priceless, he said “Big Boats, Yay.”
He wasn’t so sure about this fake shark.

I think the best part was when he say all the boats and turned to my Mama saying “I buy a boat, okay Mimi.” Thanks to my Mama, he now keeps telling me about the big snake. They have a rattlesnake display in the store, and boy do I hate snakes. So between hearing about fishes, snakes, and big boats; I don’t think this is a day he will soon to forget.


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I am lost

I am a Stay at Home Mom, but that doesn’t mean I have to lose myself? In the past year I went from showering everyday, fixing my hair, and maybe putting on some make up. To I am lucky if I remember to get dressed. I want this to change, I read other moms tweets and blogs and see they manage to take the time for selves. I want that too, what is your secret? What is routine? Do you get up before you kids to shower in the morning or do you shower at night before they go to bed? I know the key to getting dressed is just taking the time to do it, I know that my pajama bottoms and tshirts are so comfortable. Spending the day in them does not make me feel pretty, and I miss that feeling. So please mom’s help me find the time to make me feel pretty again.

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Suprises Around

This weekend started out great Saturday Ian and I went to dinner with my mom. Sunday Ian and I went to Lauren’s to cook out and swim.
Picnik collage
We enjoyed spending the day with new friends and old friends. Ian was a brave guy and if he fell under water didn’t freak out he would come up laughing.
Picnik collage
We woke up yesterday and oh how the tides had turned, Ian woke up super late then after he attempted to eat breakfast, he went right back to bed. Then after medication and a luke warm bath his temp wouldn’t go down. By the time the ER checked him in it was 103.9, so we were immediately put in a room. After numerous test, where my poor baby was poked and prodded. We were sent home with a diagnosis of we think it is a virus, keep alternating medications, make sure he gets fluids, and don’t worry if he isn’t eating. I really wanted to be like really that is all you can do for him.
Picnik collage
Today we could tell he was feeling a little better, we got him to laugh and play some. He ate some of his lunch and all of his dinner, breakfast was a no go he just picked. While writing this he woke up and was a little warm, luckily it was time for his next does of motrin. After a few minutes of cuddling he was ready to go back to his bed. So here is hoping tomorrow he is back to normal, in reality I think it will be Thursday before he is 100%.

Also in the exciting news department, Casey has a job interview Thursday morning. Please send him good thoughts and getting hired vibes.

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From this to that

Ian on Sunday.
Surfer Dude
Ian Today.
Sick Baby
Right now I am spent, both physically and emotionally. So I will leave you with those images and say it is amazing how things can change from one day to the next.

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When does the lasanga hit me in the face?


Last week I Twittered that Gabe, Ian and I were at the park. Well that was a great day. Today not so much, Ian hasn’t had a wet diaper other then one this morning since Saturday evening. So we are off to the doctor again, Ian hasn’t been acting any different just not peeing. Then we woke up to the third day of Grey skies, seriously mother nature take some midol. I need some sunshine. Casey’s last day is Thursday the same day as Ian’s 15 month check up, that means we will have been to the doctor three time in one week. Tension is high in our house, between me and my hubs the recent events in the past few weeks has taken it toll. I can’t remember the last time we made time for us. We need a night away from life, and it’s realities nights like that cost money even if it is just to take Ian to my parents to get the night. I am so over all this, I feel like Garfield on Monday’s. Oh I forgot the best part of all this on my way home from Church Yesterday evening and got rear ended.

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