Ready Or Not, Here I Go

I've come to the conclusion that potty training is unavoidable in my life, so I might as well bite the bullet and do it. I have been talking about it with Parker for over a year now, but not consistantly. A few months ago I bought this cute little chair with a toilet roll holder and a drawer and everything. (Who needs a drawer on their toilet, I have no clue.) I was so excited to bring it home and start talking about how to use the "big boy potty." With all these great ideas, books and videos I had collected I just knew I would be a professional pee pee trainer in a few short days. About the same time I had found out I was pregnant & simple tasks (like sticking my hand in the sink to drain the dish water) was starting to make me sick. Not long after introducing the "big boy potty" Parker did his thing and was so excited about his accomplishment!! And of course, so was I........... until I realized it. This cute little chair with all the extras, drawers and all, did not flush. What in the world was I suppose to do with the pile we had just applauded? I considered throwing the whole chair away, but quickly remembered how much I spent for the stupid thing. So, I closed the lid and saved it to show daddy....hoping he would figure out what to do with the prize inside. I wasnt about to go there.

Our potty training ended soon after it started due to the fact Parker wouldnt get on the potty that flushed itself. It costs approx. $100 a month for us to buy diapers and wipes for two babies, not to mention the amount of time I spend standing at the changing table.... AND we are fixing to add to that. Something had to be done! I decided to research disposible potty chairs and found a travel chair that has a bag. Sold! I would have paid anything they were asking at that point!

Now we are on the right track! I just started yesterday and Parker has done great!! He hasn't made a mistake since yesterday morning!! Today he was outside playing and he said, "Pee Pee!" and ran in the house. I am so proud of him and it's nothing I have done. I forget to ask him with all the other things going on. We've saved 5 or 6 diapers since yesterday and I am more than excited about that!!

Kudos to whoever invented travel potty chairs, even if it is missing the little drawer and roll holder!

Decisions Decisions

I cant decide which crib bedding I like better............ I need some input!!!

This is the "Brooke" Collection ( What a great name, I know.)

And then we have the "Penelope" Collection

Happy Valentines Day to Me!!

Ricky surprised me with tulips and perfume I found in when we were in Italy!!!! (I couldnt buy it because it wasnt allowed on the plane.) Have I mentioned lately that I love my husband?

When Did This Happen?

I never thought I would see the day when taking a shower would be a bigger task than organizing an army. For me, that day has arrived.
I had an afternoon planned with a friend yesterday and decided to jump in the shower before she got here. Ricky wasn't home, so I had no other choice but to lock everyone up in the bathroom with me. I grabbed the house phone, gathered some waterproof toys (just in case), made sure everyone had their "Juicy Cup" and shut and locked the bathroom door. Just as I turned the water on and poured shampoo in my hair I realized Luke was not interested in anything but getting in the shower with mommy. I quickly glanced around the bathroom and decided that the laundry basket would work perfectly as a barricade. I pulled it as close as I could without getting it in the shower and continued to wash my hair with one eye open and my foot holding the basket in place. Parker had put the toilet lid down and was sitting there with his juice, swinging his legs & continuously repeating, " I watch mommy." Luke was screaming so loud I could feel my eardrums vibrating. Trying to balance on one leg and keep the soap out of my eye was not easy. For a split second my thoughts traveled back to a time when personal hygiene was not a chore, but a luxury. I would light all my little candles around the tub, pour in my bath oils and sit in the jets until my skin would wrinkle. When did this end? What happened? Will I ever attempt this with 3? I jumped out, wrapped myself in a towel and was fighting back tears from the stress of it all when Parker looked up at the towel around me and asked, "Mommy, are you Batman?" I couldn't help but bust out laughing!

No matter how stressful my life is at this time, I love my boys and being a mommy! The sweet moments definitely outweigh all the tough ones!

Let's Go Shopping!

If you haven't figured out by the "theme" on my page, we are having a girl!! You should have heard screaming and yelling around 2pm yesterday (a little earlier for you guys out west.) When we got back to mom's to pick up the boys she had bought a feast of crab legs, sushi and shrimp kabobs....what I have been craving this whole pregnancy! When I saw it all I thought, "This is going to make me sick and I can't wait!" It was delicious, but the excitement around the table was what I enjoyed most! Thanks mom and dad! (I didn't get sick until I realized the sushi I had just devoured had fish eggs all in them.... mom, you have to pay attention to these things!)

Not only was there a feast last night, my dad is planning a chicken and ribs cookout this weekend!! Minus the fish eggs. Some of you are thinking right now, "this celebrating is going a little overboard...." Come on guys, we have been waiting 26 years for this day!

Here is the very first picture of our beautiful baby girl.....ok..ok... she does look a little alien-ish, but give her time!

Thanks to all my friends who wore pink yesterday! This post wouldn't be possible without you! :)

February 10th is National Wear Pink Day

I am officially declaring tomorrow as "National Wear Pink Day." For all of you who do not yet know, we will be having our first sonogram of baby Scott #3 and also finding out the fate of our bank account. If it's a girl, I will be making a pit stop at the mall on the way home from the appointment! However, it's a boy we will be just as happy (just a different kind of happy!) It will give us even more of a reason to go get our little girl in China one day!

So, if you are reading this say a little prayer for me tomorrow. I think I might faint just going in the room! Between mom and I, this will be the 7th sonorgram that we have went into with our fingers crossed for a girl. I mean seriously, what are the chances?

Wouldn't she be soooo cute????

To C-section or not to C-section... That is the question

Just a few days ago I had one of those "oh so familiar" feelings where your stomach starts practicing contractions ( braxton hicks.) For some reason I always have these very early in my pregnancies. Lord knows I shouldn't need the practice. I mean, we just did this a year ago. Do we really need to start practicing this early ? Along with those feelings a thought occurred to me..... "Oh my, I have to have another baby. I have to go into labor. Again." Up until this point I truly hadn't thought much about how the baby was going to get here. I guess I've spent all my free time calculating the chances of having another boy instead (that's a whole other blog.) I was up late into the night that night replaying in my head my last two births, which are still VERY fresh on my mind. How can you have the worst and most wonderful day of your life all in one day? Right now all I can think about is the "worst" part. People ask, "how do you feel about labor?" I ask them, "how do you feel about laying down in the road and letting a semi run over you?" That's about how exciting it is, except you have a beautiful baby in the end ( that's the wonderful part!)

So, this lingering thought hangs over my head...... "C-section or no C-section? " Having had both, I know the pros and cons of each. The thought of laying down and effortlessly having a child seems to out weigh the alternative.... I'm skipping the part about how exhausting and painful a natural birth is because I think everyone should have a baby or two! However, if I choose to have a C-section I wouldn't be able to hold my boys for weeks or take care of my family by myself. Hmm..... painful birth or painful recovery?