Monday, May 31, 2010
One of the biggest differences in my girls is their sleeping.
Turtle sleeps like a rock.
So much so that I often forget she's in the same room with me (okay, maybe not forget but you get my point, right?).
Half the time she's so quiet that I "accidentally" brush her face or touch her body when I'm pulling the blanket up over her so she moves.
Roo is a crazy, restless sleeper. She tosses and turns, talks in her sleep and often sits up in bed, only to flop back down in the middle of the night.
Turtle is also way better a sleeper than Miss Roo (I think I've mentioned this before). Turtle will sleep for 6 hours straight when Roo would pop up like a turkey timer every two hours.
And I thank my lucky stars for this fact.
I mean, come on, could you imagine running after two children all day long (with one who doesn't nap but is just go go go all day?) while yourself is only running on three hours sleep?
Yeah, neither could I.
Happy Memorial Day!!!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sure, there are times when both of them need me at the same time. But I usually just decide who needs me more at that moment and tell the other she has to wait (Turtle doesn't really understand this, but what choice does she have?).
Today though, was an entirely different experience for me.
Today was the day that I sat down with a huge sigh and wondered when it all had changed, and when had it changed so quickly.
(Okay, maybe I'm being a tad bit dramatic, but it's my blog and I can be dramatic if I want to).
This morning we hit the park for some playtime before heading to the library and after that we hit Target to pick up some milk and medicine.
Roo decided that as soon as she saw the big bullseye that she needed to get two toys. I told her no. Then she wanted popcorn, again no. So I did my thing and as we're checking out, Roo decided to pout and then Turtle chimed in.
Then (!) my debit card decided not to work and normally I would've just said forget it but I really needed that milk.
By the time it finally worked and I got both kids in the car, I wanted to cry along with them.
I've never felt frustrated like that and to be honest, it bothered me. I shouldn't be bothered by my children. Kids cry, I normally just deal with it and do my best to soothe them.
Maybe it's because Turtle is still struggling with this growth spurt and barely sleeping at night. Maybe it's Jillian Michaels and her Level Two that's kicking my ass.
Whatever it is, I beg of it to GO AWAY.
I want to get back to a happy Mommy who can roll with any kind of punches thrown at her.
Posted by SuZ at 11:52 AM
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
There's no getting around it and there's no getting away from it.
There's no magic pill that can make you skinny and there's no such thing as a magic weight loss brownie (I've heard of magic brownies but I heard they just make you eat more).
I've sadly discovered that the only way I'll lose the spare tire is if I work out.
And for the past eight days, I've done just that. As I mentioned last week, I started the Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. Last week I started with Level One and today I switched it up to Level Two because I was starting to feel bored with Level One.
And boy, lemme tell you, today I am not feeling bored.
I'm feeling that jittery, shaky feeling that you get when you completed a damn good workout.
Now, I don't really feel that 20 minutes is enough for me. I just don't feel like I'm hitting all the spots with 20 minutes... so I did half of Level One as well.
Am I just asking to kneel over and pass out, maybe... but I love this feeling.
And I love how my hips are starting to slightly dip in at the hipbone. You know, that sweet spot on your hips. I love it.
I haven't hit the scale since last week but I am super curious... of course I haven't altered my diet (one thing at a time please!), so I'm also super worried all this work is for nothing (except those sweet hip dips!).
But we'll see and I'll give up the details when my 30 days are up.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
While I am, I have to confess... I am shaking my fist in anger at the growth spurt that is taking over my sweet little Turtle.
She is cranky.
She is fussy.
She is not sleeping.
Which means I am cranky. I am fussy. I am not sleeping.
Growth spurts tend to just sneak up on you and just when you think all is well and you have a smug smile on your face that your angel is sleeping like a champ and nursing like a pro... then TA DA! A growth spurt pops up and throws a monkey wrench into the whole equation.
I get it, it's a growth spurt. Her body is doing things to her that she (and I) have no control over and I know that they are a good thing, I do.
But damn, I am tired!
Then I catch a glimpse of her sleeping in her swing, her tiny little hands clenched into fists, her precious chubby cheeks, those pouty little lips... and I melt.
I forget every bad thing that comes with having no sleep and I remember how lucky I am... how wonderfully blessed I am and I forget about those damn growth spurts and I am thankful I have her.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Being a mother to two amazing daughters is a huge responsibility. It’s my (and your Daddy’s) job to prepare you for the world. It’s my duty to instill values, to guide you from what’s right and from what is wrong. Not only is it my job to teach you how to tie your shoes, but I need to teach you the importance of being a strong female.
It’s my job to teach you what’s important and what is worthless.
My lesson plan is packed full and this isn’t a weekend crash course. Teaching the two of you will be a life long job, but it’s one I will cherish. It’s a responsibility I gladly take on.
There will be time devoted to being confident and intelligent. Education is super important. You’ll need to learn how to stand up for yourselves and how to defend yourselves. It’s not wise to be anybodies doormat.
You will also be taught the importance of men. While society claims most men are bastards, don’t believe everything you read. Men are important to women and it’s wise not to be so harsh on them. They tend to get a bum rap and most don’t deserve it.
I’ve also added in fun stuff, like the importance of a sense of humor, how to throw a left hook, how to drive a stick shift and how to properly snatch a truck out of the mud. Daddy’s got the information on how to back up a horse trailer, how to drive a Deuce and a half and how to fire a shotgun.
There's also going to be girly stuff involved like how to dance, how to make tea and what's the proper way to fold a swan napkin.
I want you two to be prepared for anything, including how to change your own oil and how a set of pearls can complete a cocktail dress.
And always remember just how much I love you. When you’re thirteen and swearing that I am the devil, please remember that I do what I do because I love you. And when you’re sixteen and swearing that Bubba is your one true love, know that I know he’s not.
I love you,
Posted by SuZ at 10:34 AM
Friday, May 21, 2010
In the comments below, a few people remarked that breastfeeding in public is the same thing as porn.
And I know that this whole breastfeeding in public thing is a huge issue amongst people. You either love it or hate it. Some people cry foul if a mother takes it upon herself to feed her hungry child by pulling out her boob.
And my question is: when did everyone get so offended by a boob?
I mean, come on! When a mother feeds a child, like I do mine, why would someone look at it and think: sex. A child nursing on a boob is the furthest thing from porn and if you think it is, come on maybe it's time you rethink your whole thinking process.
If it were a grown man, yes than that could be conceived as porn... but not a baby. Not a baby that relies on that boob to provide nourishment in order to survive.
Another issue that the comments made about breastfeeding was that a two year old had no right to be breastfeeding.
Now, my child wasn't two, she was a mere two months from being two, but I nursed her until she was 22 months old and I didn't see a problem with it. But I do have to admit, I never nursed her in public. Roo was simply a comfort nurser and only needed it two to three times a day.I never saw anything wrong with providing this for her.
My point is that if a mother wants to nurse her child until two, what's the big deal? When did other people make the decision of what's right and wrong for a child? When did strangers decide that they could tell a person what they were doing with their own life was disgusting?
I agree that people are entitled to their own opinions (and lord knows I have my own), but why shove your opinions down someones throat? Why make a mother out to be a porn star? Why make that mother out to be disgusting?
It's a frustration topic and everywhere you go people are having heated discussion regarding breastfeeding.
And while WHO , doctor's and blogger's everywhere have opinions, I think the one opinion you should listen to when it comes to breastfeeding is your own.
Now if you add Wubbzy into the equation, you have hit jackpot.
Luckily, Wow Wow Wubbzy Escape from Dino Island has just come out on to DVD. It’s the best of both worlds for Roo.
And if you know my daughter, you know this DVD has been requested every night before bedtime.
Which makes it the best of both worlds for me.
In Escape from Dino Island, Wubbzy and the gang head to the wacky Dino Island in Widget’s Wavy Wheeler 3000 (ever notice everything with her is 3000?). On Dino Island, they explore the Wazumboo Jungle and a doodleberry patch grows wild. Trouble ensues when the Sillysaurus (something I often call Roo) follows them back to Wuzzleburg!
Escape from Dino Island is packed full of laughter while the gang, Wubbzy, Walden and Widget, learn very important lessons about the advantage of sharing being truthful, and friends.
Escape from Dino Island also includes six additional episodes and has cool bonus features such as: Dino Island Photo Gallery, Coloring and Activity Sheets and Sneek Peeks at upcoming Nick episodes.
Wow Wow Wubbzy’s Escape from Dino Island is on store shelves now.
I received a copy of Escape from Dino Island to review. ALL opinions are 100% my own. Please see my full disclosure policy for more information.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Love, love, love.
Green peppers, chocolate, red sauce, pizza, salad...
And foods that I love are super important to me... hell, all food is super important to me.
But it's just my luck that the foods I love, my daughter hates.
And what I mean by that is that if I eat said food, said daughter gets gassy or spend the entire day spitting breast milk up.
Can you say, Yum?
I mean, what kind of girl doesn't like chocolate?
So I have to write off all this yummy goodness... either that or give up breastfeeding and that's not going to happen anytime soon.
Until then, I guess I'll stick to boring foods like peas.
Lucky me, huh?
Posted by SuZ at 12:23 PM
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
It just happened.
I quit drinking soda in a bet with my husband. See, he dips (tobacco) and has been saying for ages that he needs to quit. And I've been saying for ages that I need to quit drinking soda.
So we agreed to both give it up today.
In true SuZ fashion, I've been taunting him all day.
Along with the soda, I bought Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred when I was out and about. Normally I run when I need to lose any sort of weight, but without a double jogging stroller, that's out of the question, especially when the hubby has work to do and can't drop everything to watch both or one of the girls.
So I tested it out today.
And boy, did it kick my ass.
Running has nothing on this!
Or maybe I'm just really out of shape.
I plan on sticking with it for the solid 30 days. I took before pictures and weighed myself, but don't even ask, you won't see those unless I see results.
Roo decided to jump around with me when I was doing the shred and laughing had to have burned some extra calories.
I'm on my way!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I posted two blogs about breastfeeding and every time I read Perfection at 3am, I get all mushy. And there's also What Would YOU Do.
Tell me what you think!
They provide entertainment and comfort.
Plus they are a fabulous bargaining toy when toddlers aren’t cooperating.
A great website to find toys is the Ebeanstalk website. It’s packed full of every kind of toy you can imagine.
From their website: “Ebeanstalk takes pride in only having the best and most unique toys on their website for you to buy. They have a team of child experts test out every baby toy before it goes on their website. That way, you know you are getting only the very best learning toys available!”
Ebeanstalk recently sent me the Skwish, made by Manhattan Toy, to add to our collection.
The Skwish is this funky shape thing full of rope and brightly colored dowels. And if you shake it, it has small balls that rattle and shake.
Roo played with the Skwish for about fifteen minutes before she tossed it aside for something else.
Of course, Turtle hasn’t mastered the whole gripping thing yet, so it held no interest for her unless you shook it and she could hear the noise it made.
The verdict: Roo is too old for the Skwish and Turtle is too young for the Skwish.
The Skwish retails for $14.95 and can be purchased directly from the Ebeanstalk website.
I received a Skwish toy from Ebeanstalk Toys to review. All opinions are 100% my own. Please see my full disclosure policy for more information.
Monday, May 17, 2010
The one channel she frequently asks for is PBS (one you don’t even need satellite for!). It’s packed full of great shows that are fun and educational. Of course toddlers don’t really want educational, but the thing is that it’s creative so it doesn’t really feel like learning.
But they are.
Shhhhh… don’t tell Roo.
Some of Roo’s favorite shows offered on PBS are Dinosaur Train and Sid the Science Kid.
Dinosaur Train is a newer show on PBS and it follows the Pteranodon family and the orphaned T-Rex Buddy as they ride along the Dinosaur Train (get it?) and learn about other kinds of Dinosaurs and the era they lived in.
Sid the Science Kid is a brainy kid that loves to tell jokes and go to school. Packed with quirky cute songs (ones that if you’re not careful will get stuck in your head) and facts about science, it’s an educational treat for kids.
I was sent two DVDs to review recently. First was Sid the Science Kid: Weather Kid Sid (on store shelves now) and the second was a screener of four brand new episodes of Dinosaur Train (airing May 24-27 check your local listing for approximate show times).
In Weather Kid Sid, Sid learned about sunscreen and its importance, where rain comes from (clouds!), temperatures all over the world and the force of wind.
In the Dinosaur Train DVD (watch out this tune will get stuck in your head, I’m forever singing it), the Pteranodon family takes a World Tour and discovers new dinosaurs in Asia, Europe and Africa. The Pteranodon family meets Gilbert, the conductor’s nephew, visit the Confucisornis Gardens, an Iguanodon, Kenny the Kentrosaurus and ride the Dinosaur in the dark!
Roo loved both DVDs. She was super excited about the fact that she got to view the four new Dinosaur Train episodes before anyone else and the new jokes on Sid the Science Kid made her giggle (an adorable sound, if I do say so).
With Roo’s thumbs up on both of these DVDs, I have to give them too. They are great cartoons that don’t offer any violence or bad humor. They are good natured, good clean fun that a kid of any age can enjoy.
I was sent both DVDs to review and all opinions are 100% my own. Please see my full disclosure policy for more information.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Where did the time go?
In the past three months you've blossomed from the cutey-potootie blob of a baby into an adorable functioning baby. Gone are the three hour crying jags and the fussiness of uncertainty. It's been replaced by a happy baby that loves to smile and coo.
You've hit that happy point that all Moms patiently wait for. The three month mark where you can sit up supported. You can hold your head up all on your own. You can entertain yourself for a few moments without screaming in frustration.
You love being outside too, as long as I carry you facing out so you can see everyone around you. You hate not being able to see what's going on. We can lounge outside on our big pink blanket for hours while Roo plays in her splashy pool.
You sleep very well now too. Sure, you love to cat nap during the day but at night, oh at night you are a champ. You tend to sleep 6-8 hours straight, a feat your sister didn't accomplish until she was 14 months old and co-sleeping!
Speaking of your sister, you delight when she crawls over to you and kisses your cheeks and shares her dinosaurs with you. As soon as you hear her voice, a huge gummy smile spreads across your chubby face.
You do the same when Daddy comes in the room. As soon as you hear his voice, you strain to find him into your line of vision. You squeal with glee when he rubs his beard on your belly and he tickles your tiny feet.
And then there's me, good old Mom. You have my eyes and I am so happy about that. Finally a baby with my eyes, everything I've ever wanted.
Here's to the next three months, may they be filled with smiles, coos, laughter and lots and lots of kisses.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
It’s safe to say I rarely leave my county.
But getting out and about with family is important and when we heard that Orlando was getting a brand new water park just in time for the sweltering hot season to kick in, I knew I had found my chance to leave the farm.
So we packed up the car (and lets just say it was stuffed full of people, suitcases and enough stuff to keep any baby happy for a night) and headed down to tourist town to check out CoCo Key.
If you’re not familiar with CoCo Key it’s a hotel and water park combo that is packed with tropical decorations, tons of slides and kids running everywhere.
We knew Roo would have a blast.
Their official press packet says: “a fun and affordable option for families eager to experience the magic and wizardy of Orlando’s theme parks without breaking the bank.”
Checking in to CoCo Key took a little time even though the lobby was empty, but the service behind the counter was friendly.
The rooms are all freshly redone, complete with bright colors and big flat screen televisions. The beds, while soft, were high up off the ground making me nervous that Roo would roll right off of one in the middle of the night (thankfully she didn’t).
After we dumped our stuff in our room we made a beeline for the water park.
And we were happy we did.
Not your typical water park, CoCo Key is ¾ covered with a pavilion making those hot summer rays unnoticeable. The hugely tubed Parrots Perch is out in the sun, but there’s so much water gushing around that you stay too cool to notice.
Roo loved the slides as did my husband. He got the chance to actually relax and have fun. He tested out all the slides that I couldn’t manage with a newborn and gave them all a thumbs up.
Besides Parrot Perch, we spent most of our time at the Minnow Lagoon. It has a zero entry pool with water cannons and fountains for kids of all heights to frolic in.
CoCo Key has height restriction and offers lifejackets for kids that aren’t top notch swimmers. A great thing about the water park: tons of lifeguards. Seriously, tons. They are everywhere making even the most paranoid mamas feel safe.
Speaking of employees, the employees we encountered were split right down the middle and what I mean by that is half were great and the other half… not so great. The ones that worked in the pool (lifeguards) and those that worked inside the hotel (the lobby) were fabulous and super nice. The other half you had the hourly employees (food service) that really could care less about their jobs and made it known to the customers. I asked one of them a question and they told me “I don’t make the rules” and put a halt to our conversation.
Besides a few rude employees, we enjoyed ourselves. They had a great arcade where Roo delighted in throwing plastic balls all over the place.
Unfortunately, CoCo Key did have downside in being that the next morning, the water park didn’t open until 1:00pm! I had a sad toddler on my hands when I told her we couldn’t hang around until 1:00pm for the doors to open. Sure they had a regular pool you could visit, but after all the fun of the day before a standard pool doesn’t cut it.
CoCo Key’s standard room rates start at $99 and go up to $149. Water park passes must be purchased for hotel guests for $19 per room, per day for guests. Access to the water park is available for non-hotel staying guest for $19.95 for adults and $14.95 for Florida residents.
CoCo Key also offers free transportation for guests wanting to hit the local theme parks. Also note that CoCo Key is a cashless place where you wear wristbands that you can load with money so you don’t have to tote around your wallet in your swimming trunks.
Overall a great spot to spend the day and night, CoCo Key has something for everyone in the family.
CoCo Key is located at 7400 International Drive, Orlando Florida and reservations can be made by calling 877-875-4681 or online at CoCo Key’s website.
Monday, May 10, 2010
We stuffed it all in the trunk and took off.
And at the end of the day, after the water park, after dinner and after the visit to the arcade we settled into our hotel room for the night.
That's when I began to notice something.
I'll just call it "My bitching."
Why do I call that you ask?
Because I was constantly bitching about the noise. The kids outside at the pool, they were too loud. The air conditioning unit made too much noise. The people in the next room to ours, they would not shut up.
It was amongst all this bitching that I was doing when I realized that I'd turned into a grumpy old lady.
My dear friend Angela said I am just too grumpy.
In my defense, I live on a farm. A very quiet farm where after 9pm you can't hear a peep except for the occasional horse calling out or frog chirping in the pool.
So I'm used to silence.
When you take me off my farm, plop me down in the middle of tourist central I freak out.
Okay, maybe not freak out. But I bitch.
And while getting away, even for a night, was somewhat refreshing, I was so happy to get home to my quiet little farm and it's silence.
You'll hear no bitching from me night... not a peep.
Posted by SuZ at 11:11 AM
Thursday, May 6, 2010
We were driving home from the bookstore and Roo blurts out, "Mommy, I have to PEEEEEE!"
So for about two seconds I debated whether I could haul ass home or if I would have to stop. Then I was thinking about whether she'd actually go on a strange potty. Then it was, crap I don't have any sanitizing wipes. Then what about Turtle, she's in a bad mood will she cry the entire time?
Then it was, can I switch lanes before that white car and make it into the Burger King parking lot quick enough?
I tell you, I was sweating.
I ended up stopped.
I was worried that if she had an accident it would push us back and I don't want (or need) any more setbacks when it comes to potty training.
So we stop and make our way inside, she sits on the potty.
And does nothing.
Oh, she swears she went, "Just a little pee Mommy!"
All I could do was roll my eyes, pull her up pants and get back on the road.
I'm sure we'll have more moments like this, next time I'll just have to plot our route better and make sure I have handy wipes for any icky bathrooms.
Next week will be a task because we're going to a water park and who wants to stop and pee when you're having that kind of fun?
I'll keep you posted.
Avatar is on store shelves now.
I was given a copy of Avatar for review. I was not compensated further for this review. Please see my full discloure policy for more information.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Posted by SuZ at 12:02 PM
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
But I am so proud and so damn happy that I'm going to burst if I don't shout it from the rooftops (also known as this blog): ROO IS POTTY TRAINED!
Just picture me screaming that and then sighing with utter happiness afterwards.
Because I do that a lot (the sighing, not screaming).
I watch her in her big girl undies and sigh.
I help her onto the potty and sigh.
I wipe her tushy and I sigh.
It's a fantastic feeling.
I wanted to make sure that it was a pretty concrete thing before I posted about it because I was so afraid, especially after all the attempts we've (me) have gone through.
The funny thing was I just read a book the other day about your child's sense style and it stated that Roo's style (tactile) would resist potty training and then when it finally clicked, it would happen fast... and it did!
I had just happened to order her a Diego potty seat (she didn't want the Dora one) and when it arrived I asked if she wanted to try it out, she did... and it just clicked!
Ever since that day she's gone on the potty (yes, we've had a handful of accidents but that's not a big concern anymore).
And I find myself sighing some more.
I am so damn happy.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Your fingers are so tiny right now.
Your starting to open and close your fist and you tend to grab my hands while you're nursing. This, like your smile, just melts my heart. Truth be told, everything you do melts my heart.
Even when you're screaming and all red-faced, I still look at you with a big heart-fuzziness sigh and think I'm so lucky that you're in my life.
But back to your fingers.
They're so small and cute and soft.
I love them.
Just like I love you.
Posted by SuZ at 2:16 PM