Mommy Stresses...

Every single day, I worry about various, random and probably insignificant things.  I can actually have a full on debate in my head about these things.  I talk myself in a circle and end up no where. In my head, they seem perfectly rational.  Are they?  Does anyone else think about these things? Am I crazy?

Question #1:  Is Max drinking enough milk?  He is supposed to get 2-3 servings of milk a day, and I want to make sure he has healthy bones!  Sometimes he doesn't drink that much in milk from his sippy....so I still let him (up until a week ago) have his nighttime bottle of milk because he could suck down a serving in no time and he wouldn't do that in a sippy cup. But then, is it worse to allow him to have a bottle because it was ruining his teeth and teaching him to rely on something before bed.  AHHH!

Question #2:  If he is crying because he wants me to pick him (going through that I want mommy all the time phase), should you let him tough it out or pick him up?  If I pick him up, is that teaching him he will get what he wants?  If I don't, will he think I don't care that he is sad or that I don't love him - or will he pop a blood vessel because let me tell ya, this child can sccaaaa REAM!  AHHH!

Question #3: Some days, Max does not want what I make him for dinner. Again, I want to make sure he gets all his nutrition in every day.  If he doesn't like what I eat, should I make him something else to ensure he gets a nutritious meal?  Or, should I just say "that's what mommy is serving, if you don't like it you don't have to eat!"  I always fear that if he goes to bed without dinner that he won't sleep throught he night - and that is just punishing me ;-)  AHHH!

I could go on and on. These are truly the thoughts that go through my head....and this is also when I usually call my sister and ask her.  I mean really....I need a peanut gallery to follow me around so I can ask for a vote everyday.  ::deep sigh::

Anyone with me???

A Laugh is a Smile that Bursts!

"Laughter is an instant vacation." - Milton Berle

"Laughter is the shortest distance between two people." - Victor Borge

                                  "Seven days without laughter makes one weak." 

~Mort Walker

The Peach Bandit!

When:  After dinner. 
Where:  Kitchen, standing by counter top that had a fruit plate on it.

I was talking on the phone, leaning against the counter and Max ran up to me wanting me to hold him. I picked him up and continued chatting. Before I could even say anything he had grabbed a whole peach and taken a giant bite out of it.

I was laughing hysterically.  This child had just eaten a really good dinner only 30 minutes ago or so.  He was very sneaky, but he sure did enjoy that ENTIRE PEACH in about 5 minutes or less.

Evidence:

"I'm so sneaky...she'll never know."

Priceless

"There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child.  There are seven million."  ~Walt Streightiff

Stomach Bug-Be-Gone!

It all started on Friday morning....

I was late getting Max to school because he slept till 7:45 a.m. (not a complaint whatsoever).  We rushed out the door and I fed him his morning banana on the way to daycare.  I had an 8:30 doctor's appointment, so I needed to drop him off quickly and head on over to my appointment.  As I pulled into the daycare, I look back and Max is throwing up his banana e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e.  I just assumed he ate it too fast.  We rushed home so I could change him.

By that time, I was going to be late so I just took Max with me and I figured I would just take him to daycare after my appointment.  Sure enough as they called my name up to the registration window, Max begins to throw up again....all.over.me. (I was holding him).  In an effort to avoid it getting everywhere, it is literally all over me.  So, I looked at the registraton lady and said "I'll just need to rechedule" and kindly walked out.  This was obviously not a random freak thing...the poor kid was sick! 

Home we went....and Max and I just rocked and laid all day.  He continued getting sick throughout Saturday, and by Sunday was feeling better.  All would have been well, but Jake and I both woke up feeling terrible Sunday.  All day, we both took turns with Max as each of us got sick....

Honestly, it was the hardest day I've had in a while.  We both had fever, chills, headaches, body aches, vomitting, and other nice symptoms.  However, a toddler doesn't quite understand that mommy and daddy just want to lay all day....after this day was done, I felt compelled to call my mom and thank her for taking care of me if she ever had a day like this.  It was tough!  I also couldn't stop thinking of the single mom or dad.....at least I had my partner there to watch him if I needed to lay for a bit.  What do they do? 

We are all well now (with the exception of the dog - yes, even the dog got sick)....praise God!  There is nothing worse than seeing a sick little one....I missed his bright smile!

SOOO not feeling well, on Friday.

SOOOO happy, on Sunday!





Sooooo behind.....

Indeed, my blogging days came to a hault for nearly two months.  Why?  Ohhh, where do I start?  Melissa's top reasons for not finding time to blog.

1. Balancing working full time, trying cram in a full day of love with Max in the 3 hours I have him, spending time with my husband, time with God, traveling, birthdays - not to mention just daily life chores like cooking, cleaning, laundry....is TOUGH.  I am not sure where the day goes every day when I sit down at the end of the day.
2. Work has become incredibly busy....including travel.  ::Sigh::
3. Max is everywhere.  Climbing on everything. 
4. The free time I did find, I surely didn't want to be stuck behind a computer - that's where I was all day for work!
5. Summer always brings up lots of fun adventures, parties, barbeques, pool time, activities, etc.  I'd rather be there!
6. Visitors!

...and there is so much more.  I'm going to try to be better, or maybe just figure out how to add 6 more hours into each day?!?!?

Happy Blogging!