I have no idea how to potty train or when to start etc. but I have noticed that for the last couple of months Griffen tells me as soon as he has pooped. He either orders a" Clean Butt" or says " I Kucka" (sp) or he tells me "I stinky". I have tried to sit him on the toliet and he freaks out so I went to walmart on Wednesday last week and bought him a potty. He was so excited that as soon as I pulled it out of the box he sat on it, even before I put it together. On Wednesday he sat on it forever, saying " I pee pee" he didn't pee but he was excited to try. He did however fart which he was very excited about. He kept yelling " I fwarted" I should recorded how he says it because it is way cute. Then on Thursday I thought what the heck I will see if wants to sit on it again. At this stage I figure I will just let him sit on it and praise him for trying. He was excited to sit on it and he sat there forever and wouldn't get off and then I thought wow it really stinks in here. So I looked in and Holy Crap he pooped in the potty. I was so excited I called his Grandmas and his dad to tell them about it. I let Griffen tell them and he prouldly exclaimed I pooped on the potty. He didn't even want a candy as a treat calling and telling everyone was treat enough for him.
This whole experience got me thinking about how important praise and pride are. Griffen was on a potty high that whole afternoon as was I. I wonder when in life we stopped getting so excited for the little things. Why don't we jump up and exclaim "Hey I accomplished ....". I think it is because at some point in our lives some dough head or another says, "so what thats no big deal". Then we start down the horrible path of comparing ourselves to others. " Oh look what she just did, what I just did is crappy compared to that". And well I think that is a load of crap so here I am exclaiming with pride " My little boy pooped on the potty and I don't totally suck at being a mommy" :)
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Quick Recap
I was watching Bones the other night and at the midway point they did this funny recap of what had happened so far in the show. I decided that is what I needed to do for this post. So since the last episode this is what has happened.
I started going to the gym at 6am. I was actually going 5 days a week for about 3 weeks. Then like the decrepit old person that I am a sneezed and threw my shoulder out. Which also made my lower back freak out. It is a bad sign when your only extreme sport is sneezing and it sidelines you for a week. After that week my little dude got sick. It was horrible. I suppose the other sport I am involved in is worrying and that week I think I won the gold. He was coughing so hard it made him puke. Sunday it was croup, Tuesday it was pneumonia , Friday it was just an ear infection, Saturday it was the antibiotics making him sick, Monday it was the antibiotics and a stomach flu. From the visit to the doctor on Friday to the one on Monday he had lost a pound from all of the vomiting. I on the other hand gained 5lbs from the week of all the worrying. See I bought a ton of different things to try to get him to eat and in the end I just ate them. After 4 visits to doctors, one panicked call to the on call doc and two blessings we finally got him back to somewhat normal. Now I am trying to get myself back to the gym. 6am is so dang early.
So here are a couple random things the Gman has started doing. He sing bitsy bitsy spider and tinkle tinkle little star. He has become excellent at spotting airplanes, helicopters and home depots. Every time we drive passed a Home Depot he yells "Home Depot , boards, nails." Eric has taken him several times. For Easter he got a orange home depot brand tool kit. As soon as he saw it he started yelling Home Depot. So I guess we are raising a very brand conscious kid. Maybe my interest in branding has warn off on him.
It is amazing the things he picks up. The other day Eric took him to a comic book store where he ran around singing the Batman theme song at. He also loves to tell everyone Thanks Hun and when he needs something he yells Eric in the same tone his mommy does when she needs something. He unfortunately has picked up a few choice words that his dad says.
I took him to the Draper Temple open house. I was worried about it because I didn't want him to freak out at the temple and start vomiting as he has been known to do. Someone in my ward told me that the spirit is so strong there that all the kids behave beautifully. Well yea not so much. Griff started yelling NO NO NO when we watched the opening video. He didn't like going around the temple. When we got to the Sealing room he tripped over a rug fell and cut his lip open. Then on the bus ride back to our car he pounded on the window and used one of his daddy's favorite words that I tried to play off as Truck. Once again I exhibited what a truly spiritual, wonderful mother I am.
I was watching Oprah the other day and they had a bunch of Mothers talking about the pitfalls of motherhood. One mother compared it to a 12 step program with the first step being taking it one hour at a time with the hopes that you can make it to bedtime and then wake up and repeat. The second step was to make amends by calling your mother and apologizing daily and thanking her for letting you live. It was nice to hear that I am not the only mother that has to attack motherhood one minute at a time with the main goal of both my child and myself getting out of the whole thing alive and unmamed.
I started going to the gym at 6am. I was actually going 5 days a week for about 3 weeks. Then like the decrepit old person that I am a sneezed and threw my shoulder out. Which also made my lower back freak out. It is a bad sign when your only extreme sport is sneezing and it sidelines you for a week. After that week my little dude got sick. It was horrible. I suppose the other sport I am involved in is worrying and that week I think I won the gold. He was coughing so hard it made him puke. Sunday it was croup, Tuesday it was pneumonia , Friday it was just an ear infection, Saturday it was the antibiotics making him sick, Monday it was the antibiotics and a stomach flu. From the visit to the doctor on Friday to the one on Monday he had lost a pound from all of the vomiting. I on the other hand gained 5lbs from the week of all the worrying. See I bought a ton of different things to try to get him to eat and in the end I just ate them. After 4 visits to doctors, one panicked call to the on call doc and two blessings we finally got him back to somewhat normal. Now I am trying to get myself back to the gym. 6am is so dang early.
So here are a couple random things the Gman has started doing. He sing bitsy bitsy spider and tinkle tinkle little star. He has become excellent at spotting airplanes, helicopters and home depots. Every time we drive passed a Home Depot he yells "Home Depot , boards, nails." Eric has taken him several times. For Easter he got a orange home depot brand tool kit. As soon as he saw it he started yelling Home Depot. So I guess we are raising a very brand conscious kid. Maybe my interest in branding has warn off on him.
It is amazing the things he picks up. The other day Eric took him to a comic book store where he ran around singing the Batman theme song at. He also loves to tell everyone Thanks Hun and when he needs something he yells Eric in the same tone his mommy does when she needs something. He unfortunately has picked up a few choice words that his dad says.
I took him to the Draper Temple open house. I was worried about it because I didn't want him to freak out at the temple and start vomiting as he has been known to do. Someone in my ward told me that the spirit is so strong there that all the kids behave beautifully. Well yea not so much. Griff started yelling NO NO NO when we watched the opening video. He didn't like going around the temple. When we got to the Sealing room he tripped over a rug fell and cut his lip open. Then on the bus ride back to our car he pounded on the window and used one of his daddy's favorite words that I tried to play off as Truck. Once again I exhibited what a truly spiritual, wonderful mother I am.
I was watching Oprah the other day and they had a bunch of Mothers talking about the pitfalls of motherhood. One mother compared it to a 12 step program with the first step being taking it one hour at a time with the hopes that you can make it to bedtime and then wake up and repeat. The second step was to make amends by calling your mother and apologizing daily and thanking her for letting you live. It was nice to hear that I am not the only mother that has to attack motherhood one minute at a time with the main goal of both my child and myself getting out of the whole thing alive and unmamed.
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