The Big 1

My baby had his first birthday on Friday.
Saturday was his party.
I was afraid it would be too much for him, but he really had a ball.
We still arent walking yet, but getting closer.
Down to two bottles a day, and the rest milk.
How did Stewie go from a needy, tiny, helpless infant, to this independant, smart, crazy toddler in only a year????

Cake, I like it....

Mama, you gotta try this!!!

Santa Baby....

There Must be Another Way

Tonight we decided to try letting Stewie cry himself to sleep.
I mean how long can we continue to rock him to sleep?

So Hunny rocked him until he was almost asleep then put him in the crib. He immediately stood up and started screaming. I had Hunny wait three minutes then go in there and lay him down again. He tried shooshing him and calming him down but that wasnt happening. So he left him in there crying and tried to wait 5 minutes. But after two I sent him in there to rock him to sleep.

Then after he was asleep, hunny layed him down and he instantly started screaming thinking he was going to get left again. So he got rocked to sleep again.

I cant take that kind of aweful crying again. I dont know what else to do, but I cant take it.

Ah Sunday

Its been a busy day.
The dogs got their baths.
The living room got (more) baby proofed.
The washer got fixed. (so dont worry lady, all those people in cyber space who were going to send me a brand new washing machine, wont have to)

Stewie is a clingy little nut lately. Neither of us can leave the room without him freaking out. And when one of us enters the room, he speed crawls over, pulls on our pants to stand up and begs to be picked up.

Also, the few words he used to kinda say, have all been replaced with "da da"
Thats right, everything is da da. Even the dogs. Even me. I got to sleep late this morning, so when I walked into the living room I got greeted by a big loud "Da Da!!!!!!"

Good times....I wonder if Desperate Housewives is new tonight.....

What Is A Blog?

What is a blog, if not an outlet for your thoughts on your day, or life in general. What is a blog, if you can not express what you are going through, just to get it off your chest?

Maybe we shouldnt write about our kids having colds either. Then some nice person might offer to send us some chicken soup that they werent going to eat.

What is the internet? For me, it is a place to find people in my area, to get to know, to trade items with, and to buy things at a bargain from.
The internet is where I can go if my son is sick, and I need to check out the symptoms. The internet is where I go to find moms around the world, who might be going through something that I am going through.
The internet is something that keeps me sane. If things were as bad as they could be, the internet and cable and junk food would be gone from my home.
But thanks to the internet, and the kindness of people Ive met, my child has things that I could never get him on my budget.

Dont criticize what you dont understand.

I almost didnt think it was necessary to defend myself. But I thought if someone out there is reading this blog, and actually thinking that I am using it for charity, instead of an outlet for my thoughts, they might want a reality check.

Can I complain for a Moment?

Yes I know its been forever.
With a crazy kid, greasy hair, and too much ramen noodles in a week, you really dont feel like going on the computer.

Stewie has developed this warped sense of humor. Its funny to him when we say no. "Dont bang your head on that" ~smile~ SMACK~ "Stewie, NO that hurts you" ~smile~SMACK~ "k fine do what you want....."

And you can forget kissing the kid. You go to kiss him and you get head butted as hard as he can. Then he cracks up. And he does it for love too. Ill be sitting next to him, he will look up at me with those big blue eyes, smile, and go in for the kill. BANG! "heh love ya mommy"

For two days now, he hasnt wanted solid foods. AFter like I dont know what 8 months of solids, he no longer wants any? He will take a few bites, then spit one out very slowly, and look at me, and then just let it fall. Sometimes if I yell loud enough he will suck it in, but wont take any more bites.
I dont know when the hell Im supposed to start weening him off of bottles. My quack of a pediatrician hasnt told me shit. He's almost 1 so Im assuming I should start cutting down on bottles during the day and just feed him more and give him more juice. Which is fine but all he wants is juice and baba's and forget everything else gets spit out. Even his crackers which he loves. I swear hes acting like this to spite me. Its that look in his eyes...

So besides my kid going completely nuts, (or is that me?) things around here SUCK.
Remember someone once saying "all you need is love" yeah well he was stinkin rich.

The washer broke yesterday. This washer is one year old. Its done for. Thats no washer, no toaster, and no clothes for tiny tim this winter.
I swear to GOD if one of us gets hurt we are totally SCREWED. I mean seriously its like we are the Cratchets this year. I dont know who MR Screwge is, but he better friggen get in the xmas spirit and get us a turkey or something.

You know you never really realize how you've got it made before you have kids. We had rough times before, but this is just one step above dirt poor right here. If anyone out there wins the lottery, think of us dear friends lol. Im not kidding.
We might have to eat one of the dogs for thanksgiving... Even though Gwynnie is the smaller of the two, she drives me the most crazy.... so roasted chiauhaua it is!!! You've had your last yelp little lady!!!! Pass the dark meat over here....

Oh and you sweet sweet lady who offered to help me find clothes for Stewie. Please email me. Jenbroni82@yahoo.com
Its people like you who truely make me believe that the human race isnt full of jerks. Just half full....

Ah

Just got some new pictures of my nephew tonight. Looks just like his mama.
I cant believe my little sister had a baby. I wish I wasnt so worried. I know how I handle things around here and Im nuts. And shes just got this immature thing going on and Im just scared that she might lose it when he gets really fussy. But who knows. She could end up being the best mama ever...

I started therapy yesterday morning. We didnt get into much, just the goals I want to accomplish. She seemed kind of "fake" nice. But of coarse I think everyone is that way with me. Im paranoid. OOooooooooo paranoia.. thats another thing to put on the list lol. And I worry about EVERYTHING. hmmmm making new list of goals in my mind.....

Anyways. Stewies favorite thing to do during the day is still crawling over to the window and standing up, banging on it with a various toy or object, and screaming da da da da da da.
And when "da da" finally gets home hes like a crazy maniac. He gets picked up and refuses to let the man take a shower for like ten minutes. He just wants hunny to hold him. They cant sit down either, they have to walk around the house lol. Then when hunny finally does leave for the shower, I am left with a screaming pile of unconsolable baby. Not fun for me.
We have our bonding moments, but this kid is definately a Daddy's boy right now.
He got his flu shot today. Thats probably why he was such a bitchy little monster for me this afternoon. And he refused to eat supper. Refused to eat half his bottle. Poor thing, i hate it when he has to go to bed hungry, but he was so exhausted.