Amadon got called to go over again. He leaves on the 18th, next Friday to go overseas for a year or so in Iraq. Some other guy failed his physical. It was the same day that I heard about a car accident involving a police chase in my immediate family along with a very sick little baby. So it's been a mad rush to try and prepare everything for when he goes over. He got to buy a nice lap top....yeah it's going to be hard but I'm trying to look at the positives and the reality is he will get deployed sooner or later.
I have a couple of incredibly difficult classes to work on right now and get my mind off this deploying thing. Hopefully everything will turn out ok.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Dadom?
Adele love to strip her clothes off or even have them on and yell "I nakey, I nakey." It's the funniest thing. She has also been try to say Amadon's name and has now mixed Da Da and Amadon together to form "da dadom". She is obsessed with a green summer nightie and red glitter shoes. She wants to wear them all the time and tries to go outside in them. We have 40 min meltdowns over me putting something else on her. So the ingenious parents that we are, decided to try and see if she'll wear dresses with tights, long sleep nighties, a shirt and pair of pants underneath the nightie...hiding the nightie so she'll forget about it. Not a chance. Some kids have blankies, a stuffed animal, mine has a summer nightie with glitter shoes. Sigh. Pick your battles.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Sleep deprivation we meet again
We have a baby! And not just any baby. A two WEEK old baby that we got placed with and are taking care of. It is quite the adjustment. I think I got spoiled with sleeping through the night and attempting to study and take college finals with only 1 munchkin crying and needing things instead of two. Caffeine only does so much. The wonderful coma of parenthood. But the finals are finished and I think I did pretty well. The baby is starting to have a much better schedule than when we first started. Our living room has been converted from looking cute to just being plain functional and having plenty of shelves and baskets full of baby supplies. I have more laundry than a laundry mat to try and wash today and lot's of dishes. But cleaning was lower on my priority list and really when they're that little, it takes about a good week to figure everything out again. I took a LOA from my parent's group for a couple of weeks in order to get other things finished.
Christmas was wonderful! We had three really great ones. One at our home, one at my grandparent's that even had place cards, and one with Amadon's family where we ended up going out to the casino for a bit and we won a $100. Adele loved opening up presents. In fact we had to rewrap some about 4 times before CHristmas because she kept getting into them no matter where we hid them. And a couple, her eyes lit up and she smiled, that we didn't have the heart to make her wait for it after she opened them and let her have a few early. I would write more and I have tons of family pics to post but motherhood calls!
Christmas was wonderful! We had three really great ones. One at our home, one at my grandparent's that even had place cards, and one with Amadon's family where we ended up going out to the casino for a bit and we won a $100. Adele loved opening up presents. In fact we had to rewrap some about 4 times before CHristmas because she kept getting into them no matter where we hid them. And a couple, her eyes lit up and she smiled, that we didn't have the heart to make her wait for it after she opened them and let her have a few early. I would write more and I have tons of family pics to post but motherhood calls!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Juice?!
Anything in liquid form is called Juice. Whether it's water, milk, or pop. When I get out of the shower and put a diaper on Adele, she gets very angry and yells at the "Juice!" that drips from my hair onto her tummy. When we went to the splash park she was amazed at the sight of all the pools and slides and exclaimed "JUICE!" very happily. Rain is also very interesting to her. Lot's of Juice from trees. She has learned how to say Appy Juice though.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
I can do it all by myself!
My day started out at 5 am with shrieks of terror. Adele crawls into our bed and demands "da Daddys" (everything is in plural form lately). She must have had a nightmare. What toddlers possibly have nightmares about is beyond me. No Spongebob? Bath time cut short? All the poppies have melted!? (popsicles) So after claiming my 3 inches on our King size mattress and a corner of a blanket I attempt to doze off before the hubby goes to work. When Amadon left for work and I brought the teenager to school, I figured (silly Mommy) that I might be able to get more bed. I wasn't foolish enough to think she would go back in her crib but another 3 inches of mattress was all I was asking. So after contorting like an acrobat and giving up my King size blankets (oh I miss the warm fuzziness I could sink into during my pre-baby days)I managed to drift into sleep.
My toddler being, that warm, wonderful little girl she is, decided to let mommy sleep. Why today and not any other day ever in history is beyond me. Now to give you a little background, we've been attempting potty training but after falling off the small potty and becoming terrified of the big potty we've decided to go back to diapers and try again after the holiday season). Well, not only did she decide to let Mommy sleep but she also decided to show Mommy how she could potty ALL BY HERSELF. No, no. I don't think you quite understood that last sentence. Let me repeat this. A L L B Y H E R S E L F. I open one eye and see a whimpering toddler frantically pointing to her feet and the direction of the potty. I stumble out of bed (nope, not a morning person or coordinated this early) and see a sight to behold. Now if I would have been smart, I would have picked up my toddler (and with a grin) whisked her off to the bathroom and told her how proud I was of her newfound skills and Good Job! or something noble along those lines. Nope, out of my mouth was "OHMYGOD!!! WHAT DID YOU DO!ARGH!" as I stared at poop on my toddler, down her leg, on her feet, on the floor leading to the potty and smeared all over our potty like a new coat of paint.
After undoing any progress of independence and her ever being unafraid of the big potty again by my reaction, I bring her to the tub to hose her off. It's times like this in which you wish you owned a fire hose or pressure washer. And this wasn't regular poop. This was half cement, half super glue type of poop. So after getting soap and water and wiping off said poop the best I could (yeah, that sensation on my hand woke me up)Adele decided it would be a great idea to take a bath. So fast forward to after taking a bath and me dumping half a container of corn starch on her head. Why cornstarch you ask? Because it was the only thing I googled that seemed like it might half way work to get rid of a half jar of vaseline out of her head. Where did this vaseline come from? Oh well, I forgot to mention that part. Before bed the night before, Adele found half a jar of Vaseline hidden behind our bed, on the floor somewhere we decided to put it a couple months ago to prevent this situation from happening. We originally had it because we ran out of chapstick from the baby eating that and I had chap lips....the point is we were idiots that forgot about it and now I'm trying to get this stuff out of her hair which takes forever. Cornstarch does help. It doesn't take it all out but it works way better than shampoo.
If you remember the box of cornstarch from the upper paragraph you will know that it's open. An open box of cornstarch in the bathroom and (silly) mommy decided to attempt to go the bathroom and still had the box of cornstarch by the bath tub. Adele, ran in, grabbed the corn starch and by the time I had my pants half pulled up, had managed to dump it all over the kitchen, dining room, and living room. What a toddler can do in 5 seconds is amazing. Then my teenager came home from school and accidentally sat on a cushion that got smushed into a plate of pizza. So we start to clean. I am literally showering chairs in the bathtub, scrubbing down cushions and couches, mopping floors numerous times, etc to get the house looking like we kinda picked up a bit, two hours later. Phew!
I decided to just order delivery and watch Spongebob with the munchkin.
On a good note, Adele tried using her little potty today as well.
My toddler being, that warm, wonderful little girl she is, decided to let mommy sleep. Why today and not any other day ever in history is beyond me. Now to give you a little background, we've been attempting potty training but after falling off the small potty and becoming terrified of the big potty we've decided to go back to diapers and try again after the holiday season). Well, not only did she decide to let Mommy sleep but she also decided to show Mommy how she could potty ALL BY HERSELF. No, no. I don't think you quite understood that last sentence. Let me repeat this. A L L B Y H E R S E L F. I open one eye and see a whimpering toddler frantically pointing to her feet and the direction of the potty. I stumble out of bed (nope, not a morning person or coordinated this early) and see a sight to behold. Now if I would have been smart, I would have picked up my toddler (and with a grin) whisked her off to the bathroom and told her how proud I was of her newfound skills and Good Job! or something noble along those lines. Nope, out of my mouth was "OHMYGOD!!! WHAT DID YOU DO!ARGH!" as I stared at poop on my toddler, down her leg, on her feet, on the floor leading to the potty and smeared all over our potty like a new coat of paint.
After undoing any progress of independence and her ever being unafraid of the big potty again by my reaction, I bring her to the tub to hose her off. It's times like this in which you wish you owned a fire hose or pressure washer. And this wasn't regular poop. This was half cement, half super glue type of poop. So after getting soap and water and wiping off said poop the best I could (yeah, that sensation on my hand woke me up)Adele decided it would be a great idea to take a bath. So fast forward to after taking a bath and me dumping half a container of corn starch on her head. Why cornstarch you ask? Because it was the only thing I googled that seemed like it might half way work to get rid of a half jar of vaseline out of her head. Where did this vaseline come from? Oh well, I forgot to mention that part. Before bed the night before, Adele found half a jar of Vaseline hidden behind our bed, on the floor somewhere we decided to put it a couple months ago to prevent this situation from happening. We originally had it because we ran out of chapstick from the baby eating that and I had chap lips....the point is we were idiots that forgot about it and now I'm trying to get this stuff out of her hair which takes forever. Cornstarch does help. It doesn't take it all out but it works way better than shampoo.
If you remember the box of cornstarch from the upper paragraph you will know that it's open. An open box of cornstarch in the bathroom and (silly) mommy decided to attempt to go the bathroom and still had the box of cornstarch by the bath tub. Adele, ran in, grabbed the corn starch and by the time I had my pants half pulled up, had managed to dump it all over the kitchen, dining room, and living room. What a toddler can do in 5 seconds is amazing. Then my teenager came home from school and accidentally sat on a cushion that got smushed into a plate of pizza. So we start to clean. I am literally showering chairs in the bathtub, scrubbing down cushions and couches, mopping floors numerous times, etc to get the house looking like we kinda picked up a bit, two hours later. Phew!
I decided to just order delivery and watch Spongebob with the munchkin.
On a good note, Adele tried using her little potty today as well.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
the call
Well, Amadon got "the call" today. He's going to Iraq for a year and a half in January. I don't think I've been able to completely process the information. His mom cried. Janessa cried. It's hard but at the same time we have to look at the positives of it. We get base housing allowance, hazard pay, overseas pay, separation pay, and he will get promoted. But it's still war. I don't think anything can really prepare you for that or make you worry any less. I haven't been away from him for more than a night so it's going to be a big adjustment. I have so much going on, too! He's so sad that Adele will be 4 by the time he gets back and he's missing out on that little kid stage with her. I've also had a dream for the last few nights that he was going to get called overseas and die. So yeah, not good timing to have dreams like that.
What else can I really say? We've had a lot of friends go overseas and come back and some have been fine, some have really struggled with PTSD or injuries, and a couple died. I guess all you can really do is pray and hope things will be ok and have faith that it will be. There are so many military wives that go through this and I envy their strength. I'm terrified of having to take care of the kids myself, do foster care myself, figure out how to graduate and do homework myself, cook, clean, take care of house repairs, fix computer bugs, and make big decisions by myself. I know single moms do it all the time. I don't know how they do it. Sleeping in a bed alone, having one less at the dinner table, celebrating birthdays and holidays by myself, it all seems so overwhelming and hard. He won't be here for our wedding anniversary, our daughter's graduation, both birthdays, etc. I know I'm whining and that people suck it up everyday and go through it. I'm hoping somewhere, I can find that same attitude. But it's hard. And all I want to do is be selfish and look at how this affects me, our family, and how worried I am. I want to be sad and cry and think about how unfair it's going to be to go through all this stuff alone and how much I'm going to miss my husband. I haven't yet. I've kinda just sat like a stone with no emotions trying to comprehend it all. But it will hit. I'm waiting for it. I still haven't fully let my dad's death hit me and he died last November. It feels like it was yesterday.
What else can I really say? We've had a lot of friends go overseas and come back and some have been fine, some have really struggled with PTSD or injuries, and a couple died. I guess all you can really do is pray and hope things will be ok and have faith that it will be. There are so many military wives that go through this and I envy their strength. I'm terrified of having to take care of the kids myself, do foster care myself, figure out how to graduate and do homework myself, cook, clean, take care of house repairs, fix computer bugs, and make big decisions by myself. I know single moms do it all the time. I don't know how they do it. Sleeping in a bed alone, having one less at the dinner table, celebrating birthdays and holidays by myself, it all seems so overwhelming and hard. He won't be here for our wedding anniversary, our daughter's graduation, both birthdays, etc. I know I'm whining and that people suck it up everyday and go through it. I'm hoping somewhere, I can find that same attitude. But it's hard. And all I want to do is be selfish and look at how this affects me, our family, and how worried I am. I want to be sad and cry and think about how unfair it's going to be to go through all this stuff alone and how much I'm going to miss my husband. I haven't yet. I've kinda just sat like a stone with no emotions trying to comprehend it all. But it will hit. I'm waiting for it. I still haven't fully let my dad's death hit me and he died last November. It feels like it was yesterday.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Ozzy and Zombie
We went to see Ozzy and Rob Zombie on Monday and it was awesome!! First, we went out and ate with Doug at this pizza/bar place. The food was so good. We checked out his new pad and he even had his tie from our wedding hanging on his door handle.
I got to see Living Dead Girl, on stage. I was expecting a bit more from Zombie but the show was great, and I don't think he wanted to take away from Ozzy. That was crazy to see. I got to see the same guy on stage that my Dad listened to for years. I'm a fan of his new stuff and old stuff and he played both. We were on the main floor and I thought it was pretty lame how most of the people in the bleachers just sat down. Yup, sat down, during a rock concert. Come on! Get into it! That was my only gripe. Well, along with $5 beer but I'm sure everyone has that one.We ran into a bunch of people we knew there and one of our relatives was even dressed like a devil and a skeleton.
We left right before Ozzy was done, beat traffic, and made it home with our ears ringing and our throats scratchy.
It was a great way to kick of Halloween.
I got to see Living Dead Girl, on stage. I was expecting a bit more from Zombie but the show was great, and I don't think he wanted to take away from Ozzy. That was crazy to see. I got to see the same guy on stage that my Dad listened to for years. I'm a fan of his new stuff and old stuff and he played both. We were on the main floor and I thought it was pretty lame how most of the people in the bleachers just sat down. Yup, sat down, during a rock concert. Come on! Get into it! That was my only gripe. Well, along with $5 beer but I'm sure everyone has that one.We ran into a bunch of people we knew there and one of our relatives was even dressed like a devil and a skeleton.
We left right before Ozzy was done, beat traffic, and made it home with our ears ringing and our throats scratchy.
It was a great way to kick of Halloween.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Adeleism
#11 Adeleisms, pushed chair under spice rack, climbed up quietly, grabbed food coloring and squeezed all over furniture and floor
a day in the life of a toddler
Adeleisms
1. Potty training has become ...interesting. She is finally wearing pants (diapers, underpants, pullups, little swimmers, bloomers, etc depends on her mood) but will take them off when she is about to go or right after she went. Oh the joys of a poopy diaper smeared down the legs as she pulls off her dirty pants. And she won't go in her potty. She's gone a couple of times but fell one time so I wonder if she has a fear of the potty now...however she is quite content and learned the art of pooping on my floor. Pants off, squat in corner, and voila show MaMa our latest surprise. Once was on my couch which took 2 hours to clean, or she'll pee on top of the potty or beside it but not in it. So, I started putting her back in diapers thinking that maybe we should wait a few weeks to try again but nope. Diapers come off with everything else and she refuses to use them anymore. Well, maybe things will change in a few weeks. My sanity and floors depend on it. Oh, and she'll grab a papertowel to put on top of her um surprise as her version of cleaning. Once we didn't see it right away and it got stepped on....
2. She has learned how to say chair, get, and choc choc or chocy for chocolate
3. She puts everything in rows that are perfectly straight and gets very angry if you disrupt them. Especially stickers.
4. She gets very angry if anyone sweeps under her carpet in the play area.
5. She is incredibly jealous over our cats. If one sits on my lap she is on patrol to push it off and shriek "GET!"
6. Adele likes to help Mommy with taking her shower by opening the door, going in the shower herself, getting mad if she's not being held or getting water in her eyes but not wanting to be out of the shower....so much for that 10 min break
7. She stepped into a mop bucket that had a little water left and proceeded to do a version of river dancing and was quite pleased with herself.
8. She likes to help Mommy do laundry by putting in dirty clothes in the dryer and I pull out the cleans ones and they get all mixed together.
9.She has learned that standing up in a shopping cart and daring to jump makes Mommy scream, and it's funny so we do it over and over again or play hide in seek in the clothes and act very silent so no one can hear
10. Last but not least, I'm waiting for a nudist toddler colony to open up. She hates wearing clothes and prefers to try to go outside in froggy rainboots with nothing else or greet our guests or people that come to the door. She'll also turn around, smack her butt, and gleefully yell "butt!"
1. Potty training has become ...interesting. She is finally wearing pants (diapers, underpants, pullups, little swimmers, bloomers, etc depends on her mood) but will take them off when she is about to go or right after she went. Oh the joys of a poopy diaper smeared down the legs as she pulls off her dirty pants. And she won't go in her potty. She's gone a couple of times but fell one time so I wonder if she has a fear of the potty now...however she is quite content and learned the art of pooping on my floor. Pants off, squat in corner, and voila show MaMa our latest surprise. Once was on my couch which took 2 hours to clean, or she'll pee on top of the potty or beside it but not in it. So, I started putting her back in diapers thinking that maybe we should wait a few weeks to try again but nope. Diapers come off with everything else and she refuses to use them anymore. Well, maybe things will change in a few weeks. My sanity and floors depend on it. Oh, and she'll grab a papertowel to put on top of her um surprise as her version of cleaning. Once we didn't see it right away and it got stepped on....
2. She has learned how to say chair, get, and choc choc or chocy for chocolate
3. She puts everything in rows that are perfectly straight and gets very angry if you disrupt them. Especially stickers.
4. She gets very angry if anyone sweeps under her carpet in the play area.
5. She is incredibly jealous over our cats. If one sits on my lap she is on patrol to push it off and shriek "GET!"
6. Adele likes to help Mommy with taking her shower by opening the door, going in the shower herself, getting mad if she's not being held or getting water in her eyes but not wanting to be out of the shower....so much for that 10 min break
7. She stepped into a mop bucket that had a little water left and proceeded to do a version of river dancing and was quite pleased with herself.
8. She likes to help Mommy do laundry by putting in dirty clothes in the dryer and I pull out the cleans ones and they get all mixed together.
9.She has learned that standing up in a shopping cart and daring to jump makes Mommy scream, and it's funny so we do it over and over again or play hide in seek in the clothes and act very silent so no one can hear
10. Last but not least, I'm waiting for a nudist toddler colony to open up. She hates wearing clothes and prefers to try to go outside in froggy rainboots with nothing else or greet our guests or people that come to the door. She'll also turn around, smack her butt, and gleefully yell "butt!"
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