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Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts

Saturday, March 26, 2011

What a week

It's late on a Saturday night.  I am sitting in my big comfy chair, watching 48 Hours and enjoying my weekend.  It's been such a busy week for this girl.

  •  I had my first lesson on a riding lawnmower and failed.  Maybe one day I will look as smooth and controlled as my husband was in this video.
  • My blood pressure has been elevated since learning of my husband's newest purchase.
 
2008 Kawasaki Ninja 650
  • I turned another year older. 
My discovery upon getting into the shower that morning.
  • I began my birthday with a wonderful breakfast at McDonald's.

 

 
  • And ended my birthday with a much needed ice cream run to CherryBerry.

 
 
  • With the beautiful weather, I enjoyed some outdoor fun with Abbie.  Introducing her to sidewalk chalk and bubbles.  Both of which she stuck in her mouth.  I am very thankful to read the words, "NON TOXIC".
 
  • I have had to disinfect Abbie's tub toys twice today due to the fact that she has shit in the tub the past two nights.  Tonight I caught a glimpse of the poop face but lifted her out of the tub just in time for her to drop her load in the bathtub.  And then while fishing out the waste, she continued to finish her job on the bathroom rug. Another chapter in Tales from the Tub.  I can't wait until potty training. 

Tomorrow starts a new week.  I'm sure it won't be nearly as disgusting and monumental as this week has been.  There is never a dull moment in the life of a full time working mother.  It keeps me on my toes and makes me love my life even more.  I may just want to start buying stock in Clorox.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Tales from the Tub

Bathtime with Abbie has had it's ups & downs.  First there was this.  I don't know how I did it back then.  Thankfully she was only taking baths every other night and let me tell you, I dreaded those nights.  Then I decided to have Abbie shower with me.  That went well until she became long and lanky and would squirm and I was terrified that she was going to slip and fall out of my arms.  Then we went back to her little tub once she began sitting up on her own but that didn't last long once she became mobile b/c she wanted to move and hated being confined in such a small place. 



Now we are bathing in the plain ole tub on a nightly basis.  And let me tell you, when she hears that water running, she could be clear in the living room and within minutes she will be standing next to the bathtub wanting to climb in.  I never thought eight months ago that she would ever come around.  Now she screams if she can't take a bath.  I don't even have any privacy while showering.  I have to leave the door cracked a bit and Abbie will stand there until I'm done. 


The other night as I was giving Abbie a bath, I experienced something that has never happened before and I hope never happens again.  I put some of her toys in there and she was just having a grand ole time.  Then all of a sudden I heard a grunt.  I looked in at Abbie and said, "Are you poopin?"  I looked down in the tub and there it was...a foreign object floating next to her!!  I screamed, "CHARLIE, GET IN HERE!!  ABBIE POOPED IN THE TUB!!  He comes in and starts laughing hysterically for what seemed like forever.  Then he walks out of the bathroom!!  Men can be so stupid sometimes.  "Uh hello, can you please get your daughter out while I try to figure out how I'm going get the poop out of the tub!?!"

So as Charlie is entertaining Abbie walking her around the house buttnaked (she already pooped so what harm can happen now?!?), I began to contemplate how I was going to remove this piece of poo out of the bathtub.  I have heard this happen many times before from other mothers.  But they never told me what they did after their kid shit in the tub. 
  • Do I just rinse it down the drain?  (ewww, what if it gets stuck in all of the clogged hair?) 
  • Do I pick it up with toilet paper?  (DUH, the paper will desinergrate once it hits the water) 
I decided on the pooper scooper method.  I took her pitcher that I rinse her hair out and scooped it up and threw it in the toilet.  But she had sat on some of it so it stuck to the tub!!  So then it was operation disinfect!!  I took all of her toys that were in the tub and put them in the dishwasher along with the "pooper scooper".  Then I throughly cleaned and scrubbed the tub and we were back in business.  Although Abbie was sliding around more since there wasn't any soap scum for traction.  I guess it's time to invest in a bath mat. 

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Abigail Paige Vogt - 6 Months Old

Hello Blog World!! Sorry it's been a while since I've posted anything. I haven't had to play hostess for an entire week so I'm relaxing, playing with my daughter and catching up on my DVR'd shows.

Today we took Abbie in to get her 6 month pictures taken. I still can't believe that my baby is going to be 1/2 year tomorrow!! She is becoming such a little lady. I look at her photos that I had professionally taken when she was 6 weeks old and I just want to cry. I miss that little baby girl in those photos. She has changed so much since then!! She's talking, grabbing everything in sight, sitting up on her own, cracking you a smile whenever you ask for one. But I do have to admit that I'm loving this stage in her life. She is so interactive and playful. It just warms my heart when I watch her discover new things. Like how she can turn on her mobile by herself. And she loves her four legged brothers. She smiles and reaches out to pet them. She loves to carry on conversations with herself where she will just babble and let out a scream here and there. Charlie & I just have to sit there & laugh. She is truly a blessing in our life and we couldn't imagine life without her.




Photos taken by Target Portrait Studio.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Choosing Thomas

I came across this story on Facebook. As a mother, I don't know if I could have made the decision that these parents did.

Make sure you grab some tissues, it's quite the tear jerker.