Everyone was so worried when cellphones came out because you could get so distracted by talking on it or texting on it. People sometimes drive down the road and put their makeup on! I am totally against texting and driving, don’t get me wrong, but I have 2 things that are way more distracting than your phone and I gave birth to them.
Whoever decided that getting distsracted while driving was just not a good idea never had 2 boys 2 years apart! Kids in general I think are a distraction while you are driving. TB did NOT like to ride in the car for any length of time until he was about 9 months old I think, he would scream the entire time he was strapped in! The only way you could get him to stop was to have your arm in his carseat we even took the headrest off the passenger side of the car to make it a little easier on the poor passenger who had to keep the baby from screaming bloody murder the whole trip!
Somedays I miss when it was just screaming, now it seems they think I can do all sorts of extra things while I drive. “Mommy I dropped my toy, can you get it?” sure kid I’ll just stand on my head, pay attention to the road and bend my arm at a very unnatural angle so I can reach the toy I asked you NOT to drop! Or I like the one where they have broken whatever toy they are playing with and they want me to fix it and drive at the same time!? Yes, I can fix a complicated toy and drive safely at the same time! When my car was messier it was easier for LP to get his own toys because his legs were long enough to reach the “toy box” now though he can’t reach the floorboards yet because I am making a conscious effort to keep my car clean.
I don’t know how to keep myself from being distracted while I drive, I guess kids are just always a distraction. No I do not make it a habit to stand on my head and twist my arm funny to get the toys the boys dropped, more often than not they are told that they will just have to wait until we get where we are going or pick another toy.
Am I the only Mom that has all these weird distractions? or is it pretty normal for all?
I think everyone has this idea in their head of what type of parent they are going to be. My ideas were there I didn’t want to give my infants pacifiers, I didn’t want them to have a favorite stuffed toy or blanket and I didn’t want to hold them to much, you can spoil them you know.
Along comes LP who I exclusively breastfed because it’s cheap and I personally feel it’s the better option. Does it hurt like crazy? Yes. Did I loose the amazing amount of weight I was supposed to while doing it? NO. Apparently my crazy body though I needed to store up fat to feed the chunk…anyway back on track. LP would nurse, but then he would just want to stay attached. It’s very hard to do anything physical while nursing. So LP became a binkie baby… it gave Me some peace to do things without the newborn attached constantly. There are benefits to pacifiers, they let mom’s have space so when the newborns get the sucking urged but aren’t really hungry they can practice. It also lowers the risk of SIDS by half Why? doctors don’t have a clue…that right there was benefit enough for me. My newborn sleeps better without me and wakes up from his nap!
For his first birthday we went to Hastings ( I miss that store, such a fun mix of everything you could need as a geek, electronics and books :(..) Daddy helped him pick out a stuffed animal, it was a lion, Daddy called it a tiger at first (he’ll deny that part). It became his favorite stuffed animal! LP had to get to sleep by rubbing the fluff of lions tail up against his binkie, it was adorable. A couple of interesting things about lion it’s a Webkinz, I still don’t know what that does, but he loves the way they (being Webkinz in general) feel! He had to washed a lot…best way I found to wash it? The it in a pillowcase and wash and dry it with with the sheets. That was my Grandma’s idea, it has worked amazingly! LP got a favorite blanket for Christmas that year from Papa it is one of those soft blankets and it has a panda on it. Now LP can sleep under other blankets but he much prefers this one.
As you can see on the right is Lion the original he is much more bedraggled and is loosing his mane, Cinty (I have no idea how the child spells that in his mind) looks much better and still has his mane and most of his tail.
TB has a puppy that looks much the same as lion all though not as bedraggled, we used binkies with him, although it was a different kind. I am happy to say we just recently got rid of the binkies! He was a little old (3) but we went cold turkey one day because I just told him they were all lost! His favorite blanket is one that Nana and I made together, she cross stitched the ABC pictures and I pieced the quilt.
My point I suppose is this, do your kids have to use a binkie? NO. Is it wrong for mine to have favorite stuffed animals that still go with my oldest in his backpack to preschool? NO! Should you make sure your kids don’t have favorite things that make them feel safe and secure in their ever changing ever expanding world? No! I think that if having a lovey of a stuffed animal or a blanket makes your child more able to tackle the crazy world we live in then let them have whatever will give them the confidence to go on.
My oldest LP started school last week, I am both excited for him and terrified for how the house is going to function without him in it during the day. TB has never been without brother, they fight like all brothers do but they get along very well most of the time.
I get worried about how well he will sit for the teacher, I am worried about how well he will behave (because he is all boy!). I worry that he will have a hard time making friends, but then I remember that when we went and got ice cream the other day he said hi to everyone who walked in the doors, he is naturally friendly and he will be fine.
I need to remember that worrying doesn’t accomplish anything but making me more stressed out and more high strung, so that I get frustrated more easily and often retreat into reading instead of living my days playing with the boys like I should. I need to remember that God is watching out for us and that we are His and He will take our cares onto Him if we let Him.
We seem to be adjusting alright, they do not like getting up in the mornings, but then who really does? I think of things to do to occupy TB so that he doesn’t think about brother being gone. The first day we left LP behind at school he did not deal well, TB threw a fit until we got home, saying we needed to go back and get brother.
We all need to remember that we can overcome anything life throws at us!
So you know Ruger eats everything, his toys, the boys toys, sprinklers, water hoses, real flowers, wood chips, fake flowers, now he has found he has a taste for dinosaur… Which can be difficult since there are no more dinosaurs. However the dinosaurs he seems to like are the plastic kind that can be chewed into smaller pieces. This is more funny because our friends have some “puppies” that are much smaller Havapoo, as apposed to his lumbering Mastador. Which immediately reminded me of a Mastodon, which lived at the time of the dinosaurs depending on what the scientists are thinking today. Anyway when we go to our friends house the boys find Mia and Molly’s bones and call them dinosaur bones. Toby likes to give the “puppies” their dinosaur bones. Ruger would probably think the “puppies themselves were chew toys!
Why Ruger can’t just eat dinosaur bones is beyond me. Instead he prefers to go for the head of the problem and just eat the whole dinosaur. This one has been missing legs and arms for a while courtesy of Ruger of course; this morning it finally lost the battle with its head. I threw it away, you know boys though, they will find it and ask why Ruger ate it…