Monthly Archive for April, 2005Page 2 of 3

Working Hard

The kids and I headed to Target. Joel was VERY motivated to obey, I promised him a toy as a reward for doing a \”good job\”. With my son, he does most things with all his heart - be it good or be it bad. He was dead-set on getting a toy that day!

We were strolling past the aisle of detergents when he sing-songed, \”Livi, you\’re doing a good job!\” He was working hard to be helpful to mom by encouraging his little sis. He\’s good. He knows what damage she is capable of, and she was doing a pretty good job.

Inevitably, we have to make a trip to the bathroom, despite more shopping to do. There is something about a child\’s bladder and Target. Maybe some scientists should do a study on that phenomenon… I digress… We returned to our cart after we finished in the bathroom. Joel has a defeated look on his face and his hunched-over shoulders caused me to pry.

What\’s wrong??
It\’s just hard.
What\’s hard?
Being good and doing all this grown up shopping.

He got a blaster-gun thing that makes Star Wars-type noises. He deserved it!

My Wild Spring Break

\”Spring Break\” in my area began Monday, April 4th. It was my first REAL day on my own at home with all 3 munchkins (no preschool, no playdates, husband at work…). I planned some creative activities for the 2 older ones \"\" and I carried Lucy around in the front pack much of the day. \"\" All in all, it was a great day, and a good start in this new season of motherhood… Then April 5th came along. No room for arrogance in my home! Spring Break! HA! Spring Fever perhaps! Chaos!

One thing is certain, I don\’t think I will ever be able to get too self-important when it comes to motherhood. It has a special way of keeping my ego in check. Oh, and Spring Break will never be quite the same either:)

It Finally Happened

I reached into the refrigerator and grabbed the yogurt. In mindless, post-partum fashion, I scooped yogurt onto a spoon and poured the granules of medicine out of the capsule onto the yogurt. I turned and said, \”Open up\”. She did just as I said…

In a flash I realized my error… I gave my daughter my SON\’s seizure medication!!! I quickly ordered Olivia to NOT swallow and swept out a slimy mess of yogurt and granules. Between my panic and my husband\’s, we manged to get her to swish out as much as we could. We were able to get most of it out, though it is impossible to know exactly how much she actually ingested.

I called poison control. Good news. Even if she had taken the full dose, the worst that would happen would have been extreme sleepiness. The woman I spoke with was very comforting. She said I wasn\’t the only one who has done that! Whew…

Milestones

Lucy has been smiling for nearly a week! Some say it\’s gas when babies smile at this age, but a mommy knows. I know that when Lucy has a smile due to gas — her mouth stays closed and her face gets red! Her REAL smiles are wide mouthed and full. Her most smiley times are in the morning, but that is beginning to change! She had some smiles tonight too! AND in the past day she has started cooing!

I can\’t believe she is already 5 weeks old! it just goes so fast!

Let’s all sing together!

“Let your bottom hang out to tomorrow!!! Come what may!!!” This is how Olivia sings the famous song “Tomorrow” as heard in the movie Annie, sung by Little Orphan Annie… Instead of “Bet your bottom dollar”, she sings, “Let your bottom hang out to tomorrow” or “Let your bottom have a dollar”. I haven’t corrected her yet, it’s too cute:)\

Lucy’s First Bath

Just 2 weeks old… She liked it at first, but decided later she didn’t (see picture!) Now she loves her baths, she just doesn’t like it when we take off her clothes!\

A Happy Easter

\"\" It sure was!

 

 

 

 

 

anniversary

I just realized that April 8th was my 1 year Blog-iversary! It seems like only weeks ago that the word \”blog\” entered my vocabulary. I feel the need to thank my friend Julie for introducing me to this world.

When she first told me about her blog I visited a few times, but I stopped because I thought I was intruding on privileged information. I didn\’t \”get it\”. Time passed and I visited again, and then more frequently. Then I began to ask questions. My hubby got on board, and helped set me up. It has grown from there.

In my reading and learning it seems the word \”blog\” means different things to different people — be it a platform or an outlet. For me, it has been an outlet and an opportunity. It has been an outlet for thoughts and emotion. It has been an opportunity to practice writing - to explore and sculpt my style of writing - which is often reactionary:) It has given me the opportunity to \”journal\” about my family. I\’ve been able to document the growth, humor, and precious moments of my little family, something I\’ve not been succesful at doing in paper journals. I tend to stay away from \”hot topics\” such as politics and religion — in part to avoid unwanted comments, and in part to keep these areas simply more personal. This is not to say I will never \”go there\”, or have not ventured out, but up to this point, anything along those lines have been carefully considered.

Blogging has not only provided an outlet for writing, but an opportunity to read and learn. I\’ve \’met\” people who I never would have in my small community. I have been encouraged and been able to encourage. I have learned about others\’ lives, opinions, hopes, circumstances and longings. I have laughed, creid, prayed, and have even felt angry. I have always been a people watcher - intrigued by body language, smiles, hugs, and rolling eyes. I enjoy stories - ones of real life. I find encouragement and comfort in the experiences of others. Now, I not only write, but read and \”watch\” and learn.

Thanks to all who visit jennyonthespot. I so enjoy reading comments you leave, and — especially lately — appreciate the encouragement.
Thanks to all who make me laugh and cry through your own blogs… who give words for thought and learning. Thanks for your continued visitation and commenting, though my consistency has waned since the few weeks before and since sweet Lucy\’s arrival. I so enjoy this new world and look forward to another year of growing…

I’m so tired…

Enough said.

So, I’m feeling pretty proud of myself…

And I nearly lost my drawers. Read on…

So Friday morning, I decide to venture out on my own with all 3 kids. Plus, the bug guy needed us gone for 5-6 hours:)

On my agenda: Target, the mall play place, and fast food. My pride took it’s fall at the very beginning, and we never made it to the mall…

I thought I was “all that” with Lucy in her car seat in one hand, a carmel macchiato in the other - what a trendy little mom - ehh? THEN, to make me even cooler, creative, and oh-so-protective of my flock — I had Joel grab one back pocket of my jeans, and Livi grab the other. The purpose was to safely guide my precious cargo through the wiles of the Target parking lot. I was feeling pretty grand and self-important as we neared the curb.

Pride comes before a fall they say… My sweet and clumsy Livi took the curb like the graceful swan she is, and nearly pulled my pants down! With carrier and babe on one arm and latte in the other, my preventative resources were consumed.

FORTUNATELY, I was wearing some of my long maternity shirts, and nothing was revealed. However, nothing had to be revealed in order for the average onlooker to know what had happened. Though I didn’t completely lose my drawers, I did lose some pride that sunny Friday morning…

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Our fast food lunch was fairly successful, if one discounts the cup of soda that Livi knocked to the floor before she even got a sip:) I got a picture of our meal time…