Well, school took over and so did spring break from said school. Sorry for the absence!
My spring break, aside from hitting the beach once, was spent potty-training our little man. He was a champ and passed with flying colors by day 3! I trained him in underwear. A few people warned me not to...but I took the chance and it worked wonderfully. The very few accidents he had in the beginning were so small that I just hand-washed them in the sink right away and hung them to dry. Couldn't be happier. He has eaten more M&M's than I would have liked, but it worked. He got his "M" every time he went potty and he was one happy camper, as he very rarely gets chocolate or candy. I think he caught on very quickly to the "I successfully pee'd in the toilet" treat, though. He wanted to go every few minutes on the last day. Ha. He would tinkle a little and then hop off, wash his hands and run out all proud with his treat in hand(And they DO melt in your hand...not just in your mouth. Mmm hmm. False advertising, M&M people.) and then would want to return 10 minutes later and tinkle again. Stinker. Owell...whatever...I'm not gonna get all authoritarian on him and not allow it. He's consistently going and I am proud of him. He is now just wearing pull-ups at night and awesome Transformers underwear during the day :)
A few awesome tidbits during the baracading of myself in my home for those 3 days:
*I cooked some kick ass meals. I had some major time to cook and prepare during the whole day whilst waiting on egg shells for my child to scream "Potty, Mommy!!" from across the house.
*I did not wear makeup ONCE the entire week of spring break (makeup for me is simply eyeliner and mascara, but still). The last time I wore makeup was last Saturday to a wedding. 7 days ago. Since then? Nothing. And I love it. I knew I could shove my finger into the corner of my eye to get that itch and not have to worry about the God-awful eyeliner smear. Sweet.
*My living room looks like a category 5 tornado decided to land its butt dead center. No point in cleaning up after this kid if he is here 24/7 and is going to destroy the cleanliness promptly.
*Those were the only cool tidbits I could think of. My life is so enthralling now-a-days.
When I wasn't screaming "YAY!!" in the bathroom like a crazy person, I was reading for my test on Monday. This Labor and Delivery stuff rocks, but its scary as hell! I am so glad I didnt know what horrible things could happen when I had Ethan. You are either healthy and going to have a great, healthy delivery...or you are on the brink of death. Seriously. I don't know if I will be able to handle all of that. I wanted to go into L&D initially. But now? Kinda scared. We will see once clinicals start in a few weeks. Phew.
And since I wore you out with explaining about the exciting in's and out's that are my childs' toilet habits or explaining to you my irrational fears of holding the lives of two people at once in my hands and scared to death of all of the shit that can happen when having said baby, I'll leave you with a few funnies:
To further illustrate my happiness of no makeup.
To further illustrate my slovenliness. You know you've done it.
This has nothing to do with my spring break, I just laughed when I saw this. I do this sometimes. You know you do too.
Hope you have a great rest of the weekend and a marvelous week. Off to read about HELLP and DIC syndromes and all sorts of other encouraging pregnancy-related syndromes that scare the living daylights out of me.
Toodles!
Love,
K
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