A was having a serious nightmare last night. I flew out of my bed so fast. Oh the screeching! Todd beat me to her and was cuddling her and trying to calm her down. She was crying and telling us she was scared. So M pipes up from her bed "Don't be scared, I'll protect you..."
Sometimes the things they say...
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Just sit...
* WARNING THIS POST IS ALL ABOUT BOWEL MOVEMENTS...
My 3 year old who refuses to poop on the potty has soiled 5 pairs of panties in the last 36 hours because she tries to hold it in. So by forcing herself to hold it in, she squeezes out quarter sized pieces of SH*T. Its driving me mad. So about 30 minutes ago, she is supposed to be napping and she comes out and says "I pooped". When I realized she was talking about a piece that squeezed out, I told her she had to sit on the potty until the big stuff came out.
She didn't like this idea. She was mad at me and was on the toilet basically telling me to take a hike. So I went for the suppository. She needed it, there was clearly a brick up there trying to get out. So I give her the suppository and put her back on the toilet. She was PISSED. Screaming at me, sobbing, you would have thought her dog died (she doesn't have a dog). I told her to relax and let the poop out because if she poops on the potty she would get a toy. She told me she didn't want a toy.
Poor thing was trying to fight the suppository. I shut the bathroom door and left her alone because if I stayed I would have been laughing in her face. She was yelling "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" as the suppository was clearly starting to work. And she kept on yelling as she tried to fight it. SOBBING & YELLING. YELLING & SOBBING. And then LAUGHTER. Like excited laughter.
"Mommy! I did it! I pooped on the potty!"
Me - "Great!" and I went in for a high five. Then asked her if she thought she could do that every time.
M - "No"
Then she went to her room to get a new pair on panties and came running back to the bathroom because the suppository wasn't done yet. Poor thing had poop running down her legs and I had to clean it. My own fault, I gave her the damn suppository.
My 3 year old who refuses to poop on the potty has soiled 5 pairs of panties in the last 36 hours because she tries to hold it in. So by forcing herself to hold it in, she squeezes out quarter sized pieces of SH*T. Its driving me mad. So about 30 minutes ago, she is supposed to be napping and she comes out and says "I pooped". When I realized she was talking about a piece that squeezed out, I told her she had to sit on the potty until the big stuff came out.
She didn't like this idea. She was mad at me and was on the toilet basically telling me to take a hike. So I went for the suppository. She needed it, there was clearly a brick up there trying to get out. So I give her the suppository and put her back on the toilet. She was PISSED. Screaming at me, sobbing, you would have thought her dog died (she doesn't have a dog). I told her to relax and let the poop out because if she poops on the potty she would get a toy. She told me she didn't want a toy.
Poor thing was trying to fight the suppository. I shut the bathroom door and left her alone because if I stayed I would have been laughing in her face. She was yelling "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" as the suppository was clearly starting to work. And she kept on yelling as she tried to fight it. SOBBING & YELLING. YELLING & SOBBING. And then LAUGHTER. Like excited laughter.
"Mommy! I did it! I pooped on the potty!"
Me - "Great!" and I went in for a high five. Then asked her if she thought she could do that every time.
M - "No"
Then she went to her room to get a new pair on panties and came running back to the bathroom because the suppository wasn't done yet. Poor thing had poop running down her legs and I had to clean it. My own fault, I gave her the damn suppository.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Breakfast time...
...Went something like this...
A: "I want Krispies!"
M: "Me too!"
Mommy: "OK"
A: "I want Krispies NOW MOMMY!"
Mommy proceeds to make 2 bowls of cereal...
M: "I want the pink bowl!"
A: "I WANT KRISPIES NOW MOMMY!"
Mommy brings bowls to table.
A: "NO! You can't eat with me!" as she hurls the pink bowl across the room and Krispies go flying everywhere.
A: "I want Krispies!"
M: "Me too!"
Mommy: "OK"
A: "I want Krispies NOW MOMMY!"
Mommy proceeds to make 2 bowls of cereal...
M: "I want the pink bowl!"
A: "I WANT KRISPIES NOW MOMMY!"
Mommy brings bowls to table.
A: "NO! You can't eat with me!" as she hurls the pink bowl across the room and Krispies go flying everywhere.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
When will we be healthy...
We spent Monday night at the beach. Since kids were sick we knew we wouldn't be going to preschool Tuesday morning and I was exhausted and was not about to drive home in traffic Monday night.
Monday night was a little better than both Saturday and Sunday night. No one was up sick, but M had a few nightmares. Waking up screaming scaring the crap out of me and my parents. My mom and I tag teamed the first nightmare and my dad handled the second one.
Tuesday morning A wakes up with a fever. Fine. Gave her motrin, cleaned up the cottage and started to drive home. 20 minutes into our trip A is in the back seat moaning and whining complaining about her tummy hurting. I thought we were going to have more vomiting so I pulled over and took her out. When I took her out she was trembling, just shaking and shaking, a bit odd. I was nervous, called the pediatrician and they assured me it was just her body fighting off the fever. Put her back in the car and kept driving and she kept whining.
Got home and took her out of the car and she was on fire, temp was up to 103.9 - called the pediatrician again and got an appointment. Then I realized I left M's eye medicine at the beach. Awesome. Had the hubby call the pediatrician because I didn't want to call again. They sent in another prescription.
Took A to the doctor, they took blood and put a cath in and got a urine sample. If you know A, you know it took 3 of us to hold her down. Left the doctor and drove to CVS to pick up M's medicine and the pharmacist won't give it to me because the system shows they filled it the day before. I had to explain I was an idiot and left it at the beach house. She explained to me she had to call the insurance company and get the override approved, I told her I'd be back.
Pharmacist called me an hour later to inform me that my insurance company doesn't cover "lost prescriptions" - good to know. However if I have AAA I can get a discount on the meds when paying out of pocket. So we go back, we go through the drive through and C is screaming the whole time. I hand the gentleman my flex spending card and my AAA card and he charges me full price. I immediately ask why as I was told over the phone if I presented my AAA card I would get a discount. He looks at me and asks "Do you have a AAA card?" ARE YOU SERIOUS YOU STUPID ASS! I smiled and said "You're kidding right? I just handed it to you, did you even look at it?" I got an apology and it took him about 10 minutes to figure everything out. Mind you there are 4 cars behind me and we're in the middle of a thunder storm and C is still screaming.
A was back up to 103.7 by 6PM and again at 1AM but she seems good this morning and will not let me go near her with the thermometer. Maybe I should buy a second one to take oral temps.
Monday night was a little better than both Saturday and Sunday night. No one was up sick, but M had a few nightmares. Waking up screaming scaring the crap out of me and my parents. My mom and I tag teamed the first nightmare and my dad handled the second one.
Tuesday morning A wakes up with a fever. Fine. Gave her motrin, cleaned up the cottage and started to drive home. 20 minutes into our trip A is in the back seat moaning and whining complaining about her tummy hurting. I thought we were going to have more vomiting so I pulled over and took her out. When I took her out she was trembling, just shaking and shaking, a bit odd. I was nervous, called the pediatrician and they assured me it was just her body fighting off the fever. Put her back in the car and kept driving and she kept whining.
Got home and took her out of the car and she was on fire, temp was up to 103.9 - called the pediatrician again and got an appointment. Then I realized I left M's eye medicine at the beach. Awesome. Had the hubby call the pediatrician because I didn't want to call again. They sent in another prescription.
Took A to the doctor, they took blood and put a cath in and got a urine sample. If you know A, you know it took 3 of us to hold her down. Left the doctor and drove to CVS to pick up M's medicine and the pharmacist won't give it to me because the system shows they filled it the day before. I had to explain I was an idiot and left it at the beach house. She explained to me she had to call the insurance company and get the override approved, I told her I'd be back.
Pharmacist called me an hour later to inform me that my insurance company doesn't cover "lost prescriptions" - good to know. However if I have AAA I can get a discount on the meds when paying out of pocket. So we go back, we go through the drive through and C is screaming the whole time. I hand the gentleman my flex spending card and my AAA card and he charges me full price. I immediately ask why as I was told over the phone if I presented my AAA card I would get a discount. He looks at me and asks "Do you have a AAA card?" ARE YOU SERIOUS YOU STUPID ASS! I smiled and said "You're kidding right? I just handed it to you, did you even look at it?" I got an apology and it took him about 10 minutes to figure everything out. Mind you there are 4 cars behind me and we're in the middle of a thunder storm and C is still screaming.
A was back up to 103.7 by 6PM and again at 1AM but she seems good this morning and will not let me go near her with the thermometer. Maybe I should buy a second one to take oral temps.
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