Sometimes the anticipation is as good as the real thing.
5 days and counting!!!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Not to worry. Cole's path of destruction has continued. Despite being sick, this kid still knows how to make a mess.
Things like breaking the Scentsy, while strapped in his highchair.
Finding a used razor blade in the bathroom garbage-while I was in there with him. Let's just say there was blood EVERYWHERE.
He has even attempted to swallow my wedding rings.
We are hanging in there, even if it sometimes feels like it's by a thread. There has been a lot of rocking and watching Mickey (pronounced a lot like "Daddy") and Elmo (pronounced "Melmo"). Not much else. No wonder I can't sleep because the Hot Dog song is in my head!
I don't think that I can describe the emotions that you go through when you have a child with medical problems. Let alone when you are dealing with a few yourself. I am just glad that there is a higher power, because it's what holding us and my sanity (or what's left of it) together. Three of them in two days is rough. Especially the one in Wal-Mart. I am so glad for people who listen to the spirit...and pay for my groceries because I apparently can't even remember my wallet!
I guess I had better go and clean up the garbage. Cole decided that he would like to take things out of the recycling box and leave them strewn throughout the house. Mixed in with my freshly folded laundry that Cole un-folded, this will be fun! At least if he is in destruction mode, you know that he is feeling a little better!
Things like breaking the Scentsy, while strapped in his highchair.Finding a used razor blade in the bathroom garbage-while I was in there with him. Let's just say there was blood EVERYWHERE.
He has even attempted to swallow my wedding rings.
We are hanging in there, even if it sometimes feels like it's by a thread. There has been a lot of rocking and watching Mickey (pronounced a lot like "Daddy") and Elmo (pronounced "Melmo"). Not much else. No wonder I can't sleep because the Hot Dog song is in my head!
I don't think that I can describe the emotions that you go through when you have a child with medical problems. Let alone when you are dealing with a few yourself. I am just glad that there is a higher power, because it's what holding us and my sanity (or what's left of it) together. Three of them in two days is rough. Especially the one in Wal-Mart. I am so glad for people who listen to the spirit...and pay for my groceries because I apparently can't even remember my wallet!
I guess I had better go and clean up the garbage. Cole decided that he would like to take things out of the recycling box and leave them strewn throughout the house. Mixed in with my freshly folded laundry that Cole un-folded, this will be fun! At least if he is in destruction mode, you know that he is feeling a little better!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
I'm Learning To Hold It
Who knew that taking a potty break can be dangerous?
Get yourself a toddler and you'll begin to understand.
Lately Cole has become smarter and quicker. It seems that he just knows that when I am out of his sight for a few seconds it is the best opportunity to destroy and get into heaps of trouble. I kid you not...the majority of this happens when I duck into the restroom.
My mom told me the other day that I should keep a 10 day journal of all the things Cole breaks or the naughty things he does. Cristine was laughing her head off at the suggestion. Hmmm...does she have a sick sense of humor? Yes.
So-Sunday. I felt nature calling. Cole was corralled into the kitchen/living area and I snuck away. It was really quiet on the other side of that door. Too quiet. Mind you, I am only ten feet away in the half bath. I finish washing my hands, open the door and look around for my munchkin. In two minutes he has somehow taken off the rubber band that was holding the doors shut on the cupboard under the sink. You know the one-the cupboard that you put all of your cleaning supplies in?
He was actually sitting inside of the aforementioned cupboard and had the majority the supplies strewn all over the floor. This happened in two minutes. Thankfully all of the lids were still on so I don't think that he ingested anything. He did however pull out every single Lysol disinfecting wipe out of a Costco-sized tub and had them decorating the area by the sink and oven.
Next up...the murder of the Scentsy
Get yourself a toddler and you'll begin to understand.
Lately Cole has become smarter and quicker. It seems that he just knows that when I am out of his sight for a few seconds it is the best opportunity to destroy and get into heaps of trouble. I kid you not...the majority of this happens when I duck into the restroom.
My mom told me the other day that I should keep a 10 day journal of all the things Cole breaks or the naughty things he does. Cristine was laughing her head off at the suggestion. Hmmm...does she have a sick sense of humor? Yes.
So-Sunday. I felt nature calling. Cole was corralled into the kitchen/living area and I snuck away. It was really quiet on the other side of that door. Too quiet. Mind you, I am only ten feet away in the half bath. I finish washing my hands, open the door and look around for my munchkin. In two minutes he has somehow taken off the rubber band that was holding the doors shut on the cupboard under the sink. You know the one-the cupboard that you put all of your cleaning supplies in?
He was actually sitting inside of the aforementioned cupboard and had the majority the supplies strewn all over the floor. This happened in two minutes. Thankfully all of the lids were still on so I don't think that he ingested anything. He did however pull out every single Lysol disinfecting wipe out of a Costco-sized tub and had them decorating the area by the sink and oven.
Next up...the murder of the Scentsy
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