So I woke up today in a grumpy mood....which was exacerbated when I went into D's room to get him and his diaper had leaked (ugh!) and then my husband informed me that I needed to take D with me to the gym because he needed to get work stuff done. Which meant, of course, that I had to run around like a mad chicken getting me, D and, D's diaper bag ready to leave the house approximately 5 minutes ago. Not to mention that D has NEVER been away from me in his 10+ months of life in a nursery situation & I was going to be dumping him off in a mad rush AND making stranger feed him breakfast. All in the name of an early morning yoga workout (i.e. my sanity). Needless to say...we got to the Village (the gym) and of course the nursery didn't open for 20 more minutes and of course I had totally forgotton that you need to make a reservation...insert deep calming breath here.
We arrived home, ate breakfast, and hung out while I decided what to do: 1. Be a good mom & get D down for a nap, ultimately skipping yoga 2. Be a bad mom & keep him awake, take him back to the gym, and dump him in the nursery so I could be a good Yogi. P.S. working out means that I had to cancel the library program that I had signed us up for. In the meantime, D has a GIANT poop that somehow managed to to get out of his diaper, on our wood floors, and on him. We promptly went into the bathroom where I hosed him down in the tub. After a wrestling match to get new diaper on, I decided he was tired (as was I) and he needed a nap. Indeed he was, he fell asleep with almost no fuss which is highly unusual for my son. I decided to call off yoga, let him sleep & hopefully he would be awake for the library. By the way, I spent his whole nap sweeping and mopping. I had to clean up his poop, why not get all the mopping over with at once??
Did I mention that we are beginning to introduce D to the potty?? It's so early you might say. I say "Ha". Here are the reasons: First, being the eco-friendly, "green" mama that I am what could be more eco-friendly than no diapers? Second, it is seriously WWF in my house at diaper changing time. My amazing pediatrician showed me a restraining technique that my headstrong son HATES. He throws a temper tantrum and acts like you are torturing him. So, I either have a baby who is flipping over or flipping out. Nobody wins. Third, my lovely friend has her son (who is 1 month older than D, as in going to be 1year this month) almost potty trained! She lent me this book, Diaper Free Before 3 by Jill Lekovic M.D., and it is amazing. Has D peed or pooed on the potty yet? No, but not for lack of me trying. He actually peed three times today outside of his diaper: once on the bathroom floor 30 seconds after he crawled off the potty, once on our hardwood floors, and once 5 minutes later onn our rug. Unfortunately he is getting to the point where he starts whining when I pick him up & run him into the bathroom (I'm hoping this is due to tiredness). Oh well, we'll get it soon... I hope.
Anyway, D is napping now and I have a million things to do...sigh.
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