Our pumpkin didn’t look much like a pumpkin because this momma didn’t cut her potato straight, but the skull came out pretty good. Itty Bitty had fun smearing the colors together after stamping her heart out..
What better way to celebrate the beautiful autumnal weather and spooky holiday festivities than the challenge of trying new things and potentially succeed? This week on Growing Up Last, we’re trying all things Pinterest-y. You don’t have to be signed up to participate! Just click the links below:
When you’re done, share with us via submission, ask, or by using the #gulpinterest tag to show off what you’ve accomplished. Be sure to add any Pinterest-worthy contributions not listed above for more October fun!
- Cheryl (mrstu)
Much art fun is to be had! Itty bitty is going to love some of these.
Objective: Undetected Parental Extraction
- Night vision goggles or superior night vision
- Knowledge of hand signals
- Stealthy cat like movement
- Ability to hold position
- Ability to withstand flying knees to sensitive areas without flinching
This is no Tom Clancy novel. This is what DH and I have been going through this last week. We co-sleep, as you probably know this. Normally Itty Bitty is able to fall asleep with just me in bed with her as she nurses to sleep. As of lately though, when it’s time for bed, she insists daddy comes, too. This makes putting her to sleep and keeping her asleep a bit harder. It’s not that she needs us in order for her to stay asleep, but she wants us in bed with her. She wants to snuggle into DH while feeling my presence beside her and come back for milk occasionally. Sweet? Yes. We do appreciate the fact and we love it, but when it’s 6pm or even 10pm, we want some time to sit on the couch and just r e l a x.
When only I am getting out of bed the difficulty level is at a medium. I know where the floor creaks. I’ve mastered how to distribute my weight in the bed so she doesn’t feel it. Once two parents are getting out of bed, you’ve hit expert level.
We’ve pretty much got our method down, although we have broken out in fits of giggles over it, while still in bed with her. Luckily she’ll sleep through the laughing, which simply baffles us! DH has rolled out of bed and rolled out of sight as I slowly creep out of bed with moves that mimic the Thriller dance.
The whole mission requires the use of hand signals. We have some for:
- Her eyes are open
- She’s not fully asleep
- I think we’re good to go
- You go first
- ABORT ABORT ABORT
While it takes time and some times we do need to cave and just go to sleep at 9pm, it’s funny and you can’t deny that. It’s also a good feeling to know how much we’re loved by her.
Read the book and then watch this. Or watch this short film first, made by the authors husband, and then read the book. Either way, read the book!
I’ve cringed and laughed. I’ve uttered “oh fuck”
I’ve been thinking about how to review this book and I still don’t have the answer. Lidia exposes herself. Her words are raw and beautiful. I recommend taking your time when reading her words. Let the words simmer and roll around in your head. Read paragraphs over. Read entire chapters over. It will not disappoint. This memoir will not disappoint. I will say for mothers who have suffered the loss of a child this could be triggering. Nonetheless, this is a great book.
My submission of what being a parent is on growinguplast :)
This one made me tear up a bit, not even going to lie. Thank you breastmilkontherocks (and reader, you’ve been warned)!
Achy bones. Blurry eyes. Stumbling out of bed, hoping you don’t ram your bruised hip once again into the corner of the foot-board. This is as you fumble out of the room and stumble down the stairs with your energetic 2 year old at 4am.
Missing the potty by a few steps and then cleaning up the mess as your toddler runs in circles yelling “sorry, mommy” in glee. Sticky hands. Art on your walls that won’t wash off. Stained shirts. Matted hair because you haven’t brushed it properly in one, two, three days.
That’s not what being a parent is, but it happens.
Being a parent is soaking in the joy of creating a life. Helping nurture that wonderful, miraculous life. Showing your little one what unconditional love is and receiving it in return.
Being a parent is the amazing experience of first words. First steps. First laughs. First boo-boo’s. First wet sloppy kisses. First t r u e love.
Being a parent is making mistakes. Feeling inadequate at times. Struggling with yourself and your decisions. Becoming angry. Snapping. Feeling shame.
Being a parent is perhaps the most important and fulfilling job you’ll ever do. You’re raising a person. Showing them the ways of life. Helping them become the best person possible. You’re there to catch them when they fall, physically and metaphorically. You’re their hero.
Being a parent is being strong at your weakest.
In one word, being a parent is m a g i c a l.
(adjective: beautiful or delightful in such a way as to seem removed from everyday life)
Adventures of Potty-Learning
I feel like we’ve entered a new chapter in Itty Bitty’s life.
Just a couple weeks after turning the big 2, she decided it was time to use her potty, for the first time on her own.
We bought her the potty a couple months ago, we touched it maybe twice and left it alone. She knew what to do with it, but didn’t want to use it. Completely understandable if you ask me.
That all changed last week when she approached me and said “Mommy, poot. Potty." I asked if she wanted to use the potty, not thinking she would, but I brought her over and set her down and plop. She pooped! She jumped up and we both shouted “YAY!” over and over again in pure excitement. Since then, she has been successfully using the potty everyday and has transition to only wearing pull-ups. Does she still have moments where she uses her pullup instead? Of course, there are a couple times a day. But that’s okay, its a learning experience. In my opinion, she’s learning very quickly.
This makes me stop and think though. Why is she learning it quickly? Why did she just decide to use the potty that day? I think it’s simply because she was developmentally ready.
This then brings me back to her lessons and why I haven’t started them again. Does she sing the alphabet song? Yes. Is she becoming interested in the alphabet and identifying each letter? Yes. Has she begun to count? Yes. Has she learned any of this through structured lessons? No. I don’t think she’s ready for lessons, and again, we are okay with that. I am okay with that.
Right now we are too busy with painting, puzzles, potty learning, coloring, and just plain ol’ having f u n.
Discipline is helping a child solve a problem. Punishment is making a child suffer for having a problem.
I haven’t been posting as of lately simply due to life. Within the last couple of months we moved to a bigger place. We now live in a spacious town-home. We’re all so much happier, down to our cat and dog. It’s funny how a change in living quarters can affect you.
I’ve been keeping busy with work, Itty Bitty, and reading. I’ve been trying my best to read as much as I can during my free time. It’s me time. It’s almost an addiction though with the amount of books I’ve been buying. My to-be-read pile is quite healthy in size and it continues to grow.
I have so much to update you all about and hope to do so soon. I definitely will, but now, I must get ready for playgroup I’m hosting today.
What are you all up to?
Feel free to ask me any questions. You all know how much I love questions, right?
The season may be Autumn, but the weather here in California screams summer!
Video is Itty Bitty running through the sprinklers yesterday evening.
Our sweet little girl turned 2 on Sunday!
We celebrated at a Pumpkin Patch with her friends. There was a petting zoo, pony rides, a hay maze, and bounce houses. She LOVED it. Her face when everyone sang Happy Birthday to her was worth it all!
2 years of breastfeeding, with no end in sight.
2 years of baby to toddler wearing, that she still enjoys.
2 years of watching her grow.
2 years of experiencing the amazing love she has for us.
Watching her grow has been the most amazing, fulfilling thing I’ve ever experienced.
Mommy, sit down!
"Mommy, sit down!", words often spoken by Itty Bitty. I do sit. I sit all day practically, typing away at the computer during work. But that is not what she means. She wants me to sit beside her. I don’t need to play with her toys or paint or color with her, although I do. She simply wants me to be present. Not distracted by work.
(image is Itty Bitty applying Bubble Gum Lib Balm to my lips)
A long blog post is waiting to happen. I have started the draft but haven’t had the time to finish. It will happen though.
For now, I leave you with this. My Itty Bitty got a hold of my lipstain and posed for the camera. <3 She’s the best.
If you’re looking for a yummy recipe, take a look at my post from earlier today.