I hear it all day long. The answer to every question! No means no, no means yes, and no means maybe but the answer is “No”. “No” describes my life with a two year old.
Would you like to eat? “No”.
Let’s go potty. “No”.
It is time for bed. “No”.
Which shirt would you like to wear? “No”.
Would you like to say hi to Grandma? “No”.
Would you like to go visit Nanny? “No”.
I have developed a habit of asking my son questions and giving him options continuously so he feels like he has control over his little life. I’ve read it often in parenting toddler books, articles, etc so it has become a habit I’ve made. Now that the answer to every question has turned into ‘no’, my desire to ask questions has turned into a desire to advise what our next move will be. Alas, my habit continues so the expected response will be “No” and despite public opinion, I know I’m still in charge.
I am aware that despite his “No” with conviction, there is a strong possibility that it may in fact mean, “Okay, Mommy.”
I have shared with you in the post My Mommy CleaningThrill the Dyson’s hold on me. A few weeks ago, we were using the vacuum for an extensive cleaning project and the release to allow the handle to go down didn’t seem to be holding so the front of the vacuum would just fall down ifI lifted it up at all. I got down and tried to figure out what was happening and I moved a switch and a screw fell out so the spring fell off. It lined right up with the ball so I’d have to disassemble everything to attempt this repair! How frustrating, my vacuum is just over a year old!’ Continue reading →
Do you ever have one of those days when you’ve accomplished so much that you check to see what time it is because you’re sure it must be 4:00 by now, only to find out it is only 1:30? I had one of those days today. It was wonderful.
My big boy is now two and a half and has recently developed an early morning wake up habit. Each morning I wake up to whispers of a two year old standing in the doorway or our room, somewhere between 5:00am and 6:00am. His sweet morning smiles are truly irresistable. We are trying to figure out what the best routine is for this new adjustment. He has blackout blinds in his room but he can see the early morning light shine through the edges so why wouldn’t he get out of bed the first time he wakes up? I have placed a chair outside his door for him to turn on his light and play in his room, prior to mommy getting up each morning. The chair has to wait outside his door or he’d never go to bed at night. This morning he had moved a kitchen chair up to the counter and had taken a half a loaf of raisin bed for his breakfast.
The best part about getting up early is that it gives you more time to get things done. Today, I mowed and watered the lawn, spent plenty of time weeding, picked up a new rain barrel, took the bottles to the bottle depot, washed the kitchen floor, washed mirrors, windows, filled the tires on both strollers, cleaned / vacuumed the car, vacuumed the house, dusted the living room, oh yes, caring for my two little boys. I was most productive during nap time. If only everyday felt this good.
I expressed recently in Life With a Toddler… Is A Rollercoaster how my two year old toddler mealtimes were chaotic. At the time I wrote this post, I was at the highest point of tension with meals. We experienced various forms of expression during grace, he’d rather discuss all of the other things he would rather be eating than what I’ve prepared. Flying food was almost inevitable. A short few days later, I changed my attitude. I stopped fighting.
We all want to make sure our child has the opportunity that we feel we missed – Right!? Neither daddy or myself can swim, we can both float but with limited abilities so to us, we want to ensure our children enjoy the water and are able to swim. To help bring the comfort level in the water up, I have been taking my boys to the pool a couple of times a week for the last several months.
Wow! Thank you so much forhisgloryandpraise for your kind words and nomination for the Versatile Blogger Award. I was away for so long and am so blessed to receive this acknowledgement by you today. Please take a few minutes to read forhisgloryandpraise, she is a stay at home mom, homeschooling mom and a Christian Blogger, she has great messages to inspire, share and encourage you to think, including her testimony shared in Church-Hardened. Continue reading →
He did it. He quit. Turning one for my little guy was the point when he decided he was no longer interested in the nutrition I was able to provide but would seek other sources. Nursing isn’t for everyone but for me, it was more than I could have imagined. My one friend said it was the intimacy of nursing that was special. I have to agree, it feels wonderful to hold your little one so close to you, nuzzled in while they nurse. There is also that thrill of knowing that you’re providing antibodies to fight off a cold or the nutrition they need to help the brain develop or adding strength to the bones, you just never know. Continue reading →
I went in to visit my last employer and I was invited to play in an outdoor soccer league this summer. Hmmm… Something to consider, I suppose. I would think about it, chat with my wonderful partner, and check it out.
I went for the first practice of the season to see if I would have the skills to be on the team and consider whether I should join. I left home, only thinking of myself. It was a feeling I hadn’t had since I was single many years ago. Back then, I was taking dance lessons, working full time and part time and taking College courses on the side. Free time was rare and if anyone asked me to do something and I had the time free, I would say yes only because I didn’t know how to say no. Continue reading →
Recently I was able to enjoy my one year old son’s birthday. He is at a wonderful stage. He is curious, interactive, filled with sweet smiles and relatively predictable behaviour. He is such a pleasure. This birthday reminded me that we celebrated our older child’s first birthday only a year and a half ago. I try to recall what he was like at that time, was he talking? Mischievous? or sweet as pie like his little brother? I have kept a scribbler of memories that seem significant enough to write down but the truth is, I don’t recall. I am glad for the few, short-clip videos I have taken, just for these occasions. Continue reading →
Reading in blog world; I came across this story of sweet, little Paisley at http://prayersforpaisley.wordpress.com/. She was born fourteen weeks premature to her loving family. Please check out the blog, share and pray for this little lady and her family.