'toddler' Category
“Surprise!”
“Surprise!”
“What did you do?”
“I made you polka dots mommy. Surprise!”
“Holy !@%$#%!!!!!!”
That was the conversation I had with my 4-year-old a few days ago. Oh, he surprised me all right, by redecorating every wall and floor downstairs with a collection of painted polka dots. Let’s start from the beginning…
For those of you that don’t […]This Could Happen To Your Child
I am writing this blog about a blood disorder that I’m pretty sure many of you don’t know about. I didn’t know anything about it until my second son’s recent diagnosis. It’s not very common, but doesn’t discriminate and can happen to anyone. My objective is to educate anyone who is unaware of this potentially […]
The Dirty Truth
The dirty truth is that my life is filled with poop. Dog poop, cat poop, boy poop, and baby girl poop. It’s an awful word; one that I never thought would be a main part of my vocab, let alone clean up 50 times a day. Nevertheless, somehow it has entrenched my life. So much […]
Attention: Bloodshed In Aisle Six
Since the birth of my daughter, I’m unable to do a lot of things with just my boys. When my husband is home I try and take advantage of alone time with me and them. They are both at an age now where it is much easier to take them places. Or so I thought, […]
Monkey on My Back
Exercising with a 3-year-old is like running through quicksand…you get nowhere real fast! Here’s the story.
I started doing Pilates a couple of weeks ago. I now know that I should have taken a proper class. But instead, I pulled out the Winsor Pilates DVDs my husband purchased from a TV ad over a year ago. […]
The End of My Perfect Pregnancy
Well this is it, the last few days of my third and final pregnancy. I vowed to make this the easiest and best journey of them all. I told myself that I wasn’t going to get sick, wear styles that I wouldn’t wear pre-pregnancy, and enjoy every minute this little life was inside of me. […]
It Was A Poop-tastrophe
Yes, a poop-tastrophe. I don’t know if that is a word, but if it isn�?Tt it should be. Because a poop-tastrophe is the only way to describe what I have just witnessed. I’ve heard all of the poop vs. toddler horror stories from other mothers. I use to listen and think how lucky I was […]
