Here’s what’s circulating in my gray matter lately:
If you need a good laugh then check out this site, Awkward Family Photos. Not many things make me laugh out loud when I’m all by myself, but this is one of them.
When my mom was here last week we were talking about the pressures on young moms to be stick-thin and back in their skinny jeans by 3 weeks post-partum. I told her that I have fallen prey to those ideals and was finding it hard to be satisfied with where I’m at. She said, “But you’re totally a MILF, Amanda!” My MOM said MILF.
Avelyn has started swimming lessons and is loving them. The only problem is that she is making a habit of taking a dump in the pool. (Potty training progress is slow but steady. When we’re at home she will pee all by herself and I don’t have to worry about accidents. But when we’re out, away from her little potty, trouble inevitably seeps down her legs and into her rubber boots. And the whole pooping thing? Hasn’t happened yet since she always poops in the mornings, when we’re out running errands, etc. so I have her in a diaper. What to do?! Anyways, we are making progress and we’re miles ahead where we were when we attempted training her at Christmastime.) I put her in a swimming diaper but COME ON! Those things are nasty, especially with a water-logged turd trapped inside.
No more bottle! Yes, Avelyn was still taking a bottle of water to bed every night (shut up) and sometimes in the afternoons for her quiet times. I anticipated it was going to be quite a battle to rid her of this comforting habit but a couple weeks ago all the bottles were dirty so I sent her to bed with a regular sippy cup of water and that was that. No more bottle. My little girl is growing up!
I am trying to cut carbs and get more protein. This sucks and is not fun at all and I WANT CRACKERS. Actually, a cracker sandwich: two fat pieces of bread with a fistful of crackers smushed between them.
I think my iron levels are improving since I don’t fall into a coma every day at 1 o’clock.
Our toilet is still plugged with turkey bones (again, don’t ask). It’s like being in Mexico. You can pee in the pot, but if you wipe you have to toss your soggy tp in the waste basket. (GAG.)
I am starting to enjoy Twitter more. When I first joined I thought it was a waste of time and I rarely updated. While I still only update once or twice a day, I find myself checking everyone else’s updates more often. Because it makes me connected and it’s somehow comforting to know that somewhere, someone is doing something and they’re telling me about it. Yes, I realize that this sounds rather pathetic. Now I’m going to go Twitter about how I’m feeling foolishly needy.
Things that are good: pigtail ringlets, ice cream, action shots.
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Awkward Family Photos is freakin’ awesome! And they have a full feed. You know, in case someone wanted to like read at work or sumfin.
When I was a kid, we used to swim in my auntie’s pool all the time. Until my little sister pooped in it one day. My little sister hated swimsuits so she was naked at the time. There were little poop floaters everywhere (okay there were probably only two or three but it was SO FREAKING traumatizing.) I just threw up in my mouth a little.
words of wisdom:
1) skinny jeans are not all they’re cracked up to be
2) your mom is hilarious. “milf” haha
3) cousin heather pooped in our backyard pool when she was ten. TEN!
4) tell avelyn “bottles are so old skool. Sippy cups are where its at”
5) iron good. cracker sandwiches bad. Crackers = salt and salt = water and water = bloated and full of…uh, well, water
6) turkey bones in the toilet? somehow this does not surprise me. ha!
7) tweet tweet tweet
8) pigtails + ice cream = happiness
Love both Awkward Family Photos and the pigtail ringlets.
Thanks for the photo, B was sitting on my lap while I was reading your blog and promptly informed me, “I want Ike Cream” and I said maybe after supper and she says, “No Supper! Ike Cream!” You should really have a delish content warning. Haha.
Cor’s gonna love that site!
I just took an awkward family photo. Hm.
Here’s something to make you feel better: Kaylie was in diapers until she was 3, and wasn’t potty trained fully until she was 3 1/2. Also, she had a bottle until 3 1/2 as well. Do you feel better now? Huh? HUH?
Thanks for writing, I very much liked your newest post. I think you should post more frequently, you obviously have talent for blogging!
Awesome, ya MILF.. hehe
I am proud to have introduced your mom to the term “MILF.”
I am the king.
THat website is freaking hilarious – Dave and I were laughing at it all night long – thanks!
And potty training is going slow and steady for us too. And now, I want some ice cream.
Awkward Family Photos is HILARIOUS. I have been viewing it for a while now. Always makes me laugh.
Potty training is so hard. Every kid is different. My ex boss once told me that she was so tired of cleaning poop out of her son’s underwear that she made HIM do it. She said that’s all it took. lol. I said, “How did you get him to do it, though?” Not every kid obeys. lol.
Twitter user name please!! I want to follow! Mine is mykidsmom383, if it’s easier just to look me up! :)
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Other than birth itself, potty training is one of the most painful parts of parenting thus far.
Ooh, ooh, what’s your twitter name? It’s impossible to find anyone. Still haven’t decided if I like twitter or not…
Ahhh, there’s nothing like warm, relaxing pool water to entice a BM…
and the “shut up” totally made me laugh out loud.
Hi I’m Justin I like your blog it made alot of sense. Do you take donations or is this free?
ever told a blogger you love them? I almost did just now…
Amanda… your posts make my day (or… um… night considering it’s now 11:50pm)
i tweet @cvdwellings
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