I'm afraid I'm skipping 10 on Tuesday this week (but I only feel mildly guilty since Chelsea is skipping it too!) to whine for a minute about how HARD it is to keep my 2 year old from driving me nuts without the help of even a tiny bit of TV. Plus, I have a raging headache and my lunch plans got canceled at the last minute, so this is already a rough day and I'm only to lunch time.
I can do the no-TV thing. It's not my favorite way to pass the time, but it's certainly doable. I'm getting more things accomplished and Daddy Fuss and I had a great conversation last night, so all-in-all things aren't so bad as far as the adults in the house go.
It's a little rougher when we add in Fuss.
She likes certain shows and a couple of movies and she REALLY loves the time that she gets to watch her shows and the snuggle time when she convinces me to put on a Disney movie and watch it with her. We're still snuggling, of course, but with books instead and she keeps asking for her TV friends... "George?" she says. "Emmy? Ciff-erd?" she requests so sweetly. "Veggie Tales? Cummer? Bob-Tato?" she implores. "Monsers INK! Mike! Suh-wee! BOO!" she begs.
In other news, somehow she convinced me to let her wear panties this morning (late morning. Like 10:45) It's 12:00 now and so far, so good, though she can't seem to tell me the correct answer when I ask if she is wet or if she went pee-pee in her panties. (The answer is usually yes, but then I check and actually, no, she's still dry.) I won't be leaving them on through naptime (disaster in the making, I am sure), but for now... She also had to put them on "SELF" this morning (she loves to do things herself - my Miss Independent.)
Off to go hide my aching head in a dark room. Or not. What really stinks is that I have a prescription pain killer that is safe during pregnancy, but I'm scared to take it the first time when I have to take care of Fuss without help. (Causes dizzyness is written all over the bottle) I've really been hoping to take it the first time when Daddy Fuss is around, but it hasn't worked out.
Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Silly Things
I thought I'd chronicle a few of the cute things that Fuss does regularly, that I hope to remember forever. It's the every day things, sometimes that really make me smile and I never want to forget them.
1. When she wakes, she hands me her paci. "Red. Paci," she says. I put it away in the basket on her changing table and then she starts to gather her menagerie. She sleeps with a bunch of stuffed animals so each morning (and after naptime) she has to choose her animals. She usually chooses too many and we have to negotiate. She currently has 2 blankies (her regular purple one and a green one I used to refer to as her cold-weather blanket, but she fondly calls "geen.") and balls them up to bring them along as well. Maddie the Monkey always comes along, of course, but there Bella Bear, Nemo, Gaf, elephant, Twacks (her blue baby moose), etc. When one falls though - oh my goodness! - it's quite the thing to deal with having to pick it up and juggle everything else, but it is SO cute.
2. Phone calls. She loves to talk on the phone. I used to mock (nicely) my mother when I was a toddler and pick up the phone and say, "Hi, Zoey! (mom had a friend named Joey) Blah, blah, blah, blah" and Fuss does something similar sometimes. But when the phone actually does ring she starts to insist "heh-doh!, heh-doh!" regardless of who is on the other end. She usually gets her way when it's family or close friends, but depending on who it is, she won't often say more than "heh-doh!" or "Hi!" and more often than not, her yes and no's are in the form of head nods instead of verbal communication.
3. She likes to "help" feed the puppies. What we let her do it carry the cup full of food (she she puts up a running commentary on what color the pieces are) from the closet to the sun room where the dogs eat.
4. She says "bye bye" to inanimate objects, especially in in stores (actually, a technique that my husband came up with when we want her to put down an object we let her hold previously - it works pretty well! But she's started doing it no matter whether it's our choice or not) and characters on TV.
5. She tries to put on her own socks. She's not very good at it.
1. When she wakes, she hands me her paci. "Red. Paci," she says. I put it away in the basket on her changing table and then she starts to gather her menagerie. She sleeps with a bunch of stuffed animals so each morning (and after naptime) she has to choose her animals. She usually chooses too many and we have to negotiate. She currently has 2 blankies (her regular purple one and a green one I used to refer to as her cold-weather blanket, but she fondly calls "geen.") and balls them up to bring them along as well. Maddie the Monkey always comes along, of course, but there Bella Bear, Nemo, Gaf, elephant, Twacks (her blue baby moose), etc. When one falls though - oh my goodness! - it's quite the thing to deal with having to pick it up and juggle everything else, but it is SO cute.
2. Phone calls. She loves to talk on the phone. I used to mock (nicely) my mother when I was a toddler and pick up the phone and say, "Hi, Zoey! (mom had a friend named Joey) Blah, blah, blah, blah" and Fuss does something similar sometimes. But when the phone actually does ring she starts to insist "heh-doh!, heh-doh!" regardless of who is on the other end. She usually gets her way when it's family or close friends, but depending on who it is, she won't often say more than "heh-doh!" or "Hi!" and more often than not, her yes and no's are in the form of head nods instead of verbal communication.
3. She likes to "help" feed the puppies. What we let her do it carry the cup full of food (she she puts up a running commentary on what color the pieces are) from the closet to the sun room where the dogs eat.
4. She says "bye bye" to inanimate objects, especially in in stores (actually, a technique that my husband came up with when we want her to put down an object we let her hold previously - it works pretty well! But she's started doing it no matter whether it's our choice or not) and characters on TV.
5. She tries to put on her own socks. She's not very good at it.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
My Big Girl - 2
I cannot believe that 2 years ago today there was a little baby placed in my arms for the first time. She had these big, bright eyes that just stared at me for ages. She had these little chubby arms that we called "Michelin Man arms" for months because of all the rolls.
She's come a long way - I remember when her flipping over by herself was a really a big accomplishment. Now, not only can she flip over, but she walks and runs and climbs everywhere. When Aunt Zizi comes to play, she even climbs up Mt Zizi. Her hair is finally long enough for pigtails and she likes to get her "sprouts" put in.
She loves to eat - that hasn't changed! Her favorite foods are NutriGrain bars, goldfish crackers, noodles with sauce, oatmeal, Cheerios, and yogurt.
We've had a run of bad luck health-wise of late, but mostly she's a happy, healthy, active little Sweet Pea.
I am so glad that she is in my life.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Big Girl Beds, and Fry Update
So, last night Fuss slept the whole night in her big girl bed and didn't wake up crying at all. She's been waking up and crying for a minute but putting herself back to sleep, but last night once she was asleep, she was quiet. It's still a battle to get her to go to sleep - something we hadn't dealt with in awhile when in the crib - but once she's asleep, things are better. I really hope this continues.
Unfortunately, we have to shut her door until she falls asleep or she gets out of bed, opens the door and stands at the baby gate and screams until we come back and demand she get back to bed. This is more of a challenge in the day time because I can't just wait an hour or 2 (like we do at night when we're going to bed) to make sure she's really asleep, but the adults will prevail!!!! I'm very determined not to put her back in the crib at this point, now that she's full-time in the bed. A friend suggested we take the crib out of her room, but since in 6 months or so we will need it again, it seems silly to take it all apart and that's the only way we could either move out of the room or store it somewhere. I might pull the mattress out and see if that helps. Still to be determined, I guess.
I had a 3-day headache that finally faded into oblivion last night. I also had high blood pressure yesterday (for me, anyway) and am a little concerned about that. I usually have VERY low blood pressure - not so low that it's unhealthy, but no where near the limits of "normal" and yesterday my high number was over 40 points higher than the last time it was taken at my OB's office. I'll have it checked again tomorrow and hope it was just a flukey thing.
Now that she's quiet, I'm gonna go see if I can grab a nap myself - I am still so tired! And I started having this awful nausea this morning - just dry gagging, but it was really bad a few times and I kept having to run to the bathroom, just in case.
Unfortunately, we have to shut her door until she falls asleep or she gets out of bed, opens the door and stands at the baby gate and screams until we come back and demand she get back to bed. This is more of a challenge in the day time because I can't just wait an hour or 2 (like we do at night when we're going to bed) to make sure she's really asleep, but the adults will prevail!!!! I'm very determined not to put her back in the crib at this point, now that she's full-time in the bed. A friend suggested we take the crib out of her room, but since in 6 months or so we will need it again, it seems silly to take it all apart and that's the only way we could either move out of the room or store it somewhere. I might pull the mattress out and see if that helps. Still to be determined, I guess.
I had a 3-day headache that finally faded into oblivion last night. I also had high blood pressure yesterday (for me, anyway) and am a little concerned about that. I usually have VERY low blood pressure - not so low that it's unhealthy, but no where near the limits of "normal" and yesterday my high number was over 40 points higher than the last time it was taken at my OB's office. I'll have it checked again tomorrow and hope it was just a flukey thing.
Now that she's quiet, I'm gonna go see if I can grab a nap myself - I am still so tired! And I started having this awful nausea this morning - just dry gagging, but it was really bad a few times and I kept having to run to the bathroom, just in case.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Though we adore them individually...
"... we agree that as a group, they're rather stupid."* This has been running through my head over the last day or so when I'm inwardly grumbling about the males in my house (my husband and our 2 dogs) who have kept me awake for hours (combined) over the last few nights making noises. (Snoring and scratching, respectively.) My daughter has also had restless sleep, but her noises are much easier to deal with, since she wakes, cries, and then (usually) puts herself back to sleep. We finally got a cold snap that lasted more than 36 hours and now it seems to be taking it's effect on those who are nearest and dearest. Snarfly noses, snoring, and extremely cold feet seem to be the most bothersome features. I was ready for the cold, but I'm wishing the ill-effects would leave us alone.
I had my last work day of the week today! Here's to 3-day work weeks, let me just say. I could so deal with that. Now for the cleaning frenzy. It's too bad that I'm not in the mood. guess I'd better snap out of that, huh?
We're working on a knew behavior technique with the Fuss. (Side note: I asked her what her name was today and she answered, "Fuss." I guess I call her that often enough that she thinks it's her name. Huh.) It requires me to be more active with her (in other words, I have to be more on top of dealing with problems, regardless of what I am doing at the time) and sometimes it requires us to be more stubborn than she is when we need to get our way (not your will, but mine!) but so far, it seems to be working. And mostly I'm able to keep my temper by nipping it in the bud before things get out of hand. But I need to learn to think about what I'm telling her to do before I say it, since I then have to act immediately if she disobeys. On the other hand, she's learned the word "obey" rather quickly.
I am very much looking forward to this weekend - we even have a few hours of babysitting (Thanks to Aunt "Yass") on Saturday and Daddy Fuss and I are going to a movie! I cannot wait.
*Taken from what Disney musical? Do ya know it? And if you don't, you should.
I had my last work day of the week today! Here's to 3-day work weeks, let me just say. I could so deal with that. Now for the cleaning frenzy. It's too bad that I'm not in the mood. guess I'd better snap out of that, huh?
We're working on a knew behavior technique with the Fuss. (Side note: I asked her what her name was today and she answered, "Fuss." I guess I call her that often enough that she thinks it's her name. Huh.) It requires me to be more active with her (in other words, I have to be more on top of dealing with problems, regardless of what I am doing at the time) and sometimes it requires us to be more stubborn than she is when we need to get our way (not your will, but mine!) but so far, it seems to be working. And mostly I'm able to keep my temper by nipping it in the bud before things get out of hand. But I need to learn to think about what I'm telling her to do before I say it, since I then have to act immediately if she disobeys. On the other hand, she's learned the word "obey" rather quickly.
I am very much looking forward to this weekend - we even have a few hours of babysitting (Thanks to Aunt "Yass") on Saturday and Daddy Fuss and I are going to a movie! I cannot wait.
*Taken from what Disney musical? Do ya know it? And if you don't, you should.
Friday, October 16, 2009
One Nap
We've been fighting the one-nap days for awhile now. I've mentioned it several times in the past 6 months, doing the "here we go!" posts, only to have it fall apart days later and go back to 2 (blessed) naps. With the work schedule I keep, it guaranteed I had one nap while at home per day and I could get something done around the house (or not). What has come to fruition, is that the one nap per day falls just as I'm getting off work on work days, so I sometimes have time to run an errand (a quick one, please) or get her fed lunch (if I haven't already done so at work) before she goes down for a nap. Gone are the days of going to the mall for a few hours immediately after work, though.
It's still not perfect. She still gets so cranky in the AM that I wonder if she needs a nap. Some days, like today, I even attempt it (take off shoes, provide paci, lay her in playpen, turn off light) to try and see if that is what she really wants (no. It wasn't. She played quietly for 10 minutes with the toys she was able to reach and then called me until I came to get her)
On days when I don't have to work, though, it's helpful. I can get a LOT more done in the mornings, I can spend more time running errands and being out of the house instead of that 2-3 hour window I used to have in the middle of the day. And since it seems like there will be a lot more of those non-work days in the future, I guess that's a good thing. It's not so bad to now have a schedule where the non-work days are easier than the work days. I can handle that, I think.
And I know we'll get into a better rhythm. She likes schedules, always has. She goes through a cranky period whenever something messes with her schedule, so I'm assuming she will get past it when she is used to this new one.
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I have an end date for work: November 30th. Nothing has been put in writing yet, but that's what he said today, and that, at least, makes more sense than October 31st. We will have time to put together the delivery route, notify customers of our closing and get things ready for our new phase. I've already been mentally writing the letters to be spent out and posted on the door. "After 21 years, we will be closing the doors on this location..."
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We have a Sleep Number bed. I love it. Really. It's wonderful. But every once in awhile, we have a nighttime incident involving one of our roaming dogs where they step on on the remote and the motor starts up at 3am (like last night) and it scares the whoozits out of me. Took me an hour to go back to sleep! Definitely don't like that part. And you'd think it would be hard for them to get to the remote, but somehow they manage. Very strange. Last night, my dog was on it long enough, that when I got him off it, I had to then let air OUT of the bed to make it more comfortable. Goofy dog.
It's still not perfect. She still gets so cranky in the AM that I wonder if she needs a nap. Some days, like today, I even attempt it (take off shoes, provide paci, lay her in playpen, turn off light) to try and see if that is what she really wants (no. It wasn't. She played quietly for 10 minutes with the toys she was able to reach and then called me until I came to get her)
On days when I don't have to work, though, it's helpful. I can get a LOT more done in the mornings, I can spend more time running errands and being out of the house instead of that 2-3 hour window I used to have in the middle of the day. And since it seems like there will be a lot more of those non-work days in the future, I guess that's a good thing. It's not so bad to now have a schedule where the non-work days are easier than the work days. I can handle that, I think.
And I know we'll get into a better rhythm. She likes schedules, always has. She goes through a cranky period whenever something messes with her schedule, so I'm assuming she will get past it when she is used to this new one.
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I have an end date for work: November 30th. Nothing has been put in writing yet, but that's what he said today, and that, at least, makes more sense than October 31st. We will have time to put together the delivery route, notify customers of our closing and get things ready for our new phase. I've already been mentally writing the letters to be spent out and posted on the door. "After 21 years, we will be closing the doors on this location..."
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We have a Sleep Number bed. I love it. Really. It's wonderful. But every once in awhile, we have a nighttime incident involving one of our roaming dogs where they step on on the remote and the motor starts up at 3am (like last night) and it scares the whoozits out of me. Took me an hour to go back to sleep! Definitely don't like that part. And you'd think it would be hard for them to get to the remote, but somehow they manage. Very strange. Last night, my dog was on it long enough, that when I got him off it, I had to then let air OUT of the bed to make it more comfortable. Goofy dog.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Growing Up Too Fast
Fuss was walking around the house this morning, minutes after waking up. She was drinking her morning milk and talking to her daddy. It hit me that she is really becoming a big girl. It seems like just yesterday that I was carrying her around or she was just starting to crawl. She is growing up so fast. She walked the entire length of the mall this weekend. She played in the front yard and greeted the patrons of our garage sale.
She is my best girl. I'm really starting to cherish every snuggle and cuddle lately - I think somehow her rapid growth is reminding me that her days of snuggling on my lap are limited. That one of these days - sooner than I'd like - she's going to be too busy or too old to sit on my lap and hold her after her nap.
She is my best girl. I'm really starting to cherish every snuggle and cuddle lately - I think somehow her rapid growth is reminding me that her days of snuggling on my lap are limited. That one of these days - sooner than I'd like - she's going to be too busy or too old to sit on my lap and hold her after her nap.
Friday, September 25, 2009
19 months
Today, my beautiful daughter is 19 months old - officially closer to 2 than to 1. Wow. She has grown so much since her birthday - finally catching up with the 50th %ile for height and evening out in weight (she was always a short little thing, but her weight was either higher or right in the middle - no one was worried, but it's nice to see she's evening out now) and more and more often I see her as a little girl instead of a baby.
She's still not talking like I had hoped, but we shall see what happens. A few of her words have gotten very clear in the past month (Dah-deeeee, Mah-meeeeee, Puh-peeee) instead of running together without consonants (Dah-eeeee, Mah-eeeee)
My camera is (at least temporarily, I haven't given up hope that we will find it) lost, so I have no good pics to share. Will have to get the husband to off-load from his computer and who knows how long that will take?
She's still not talking like I had hoped, but we shall see what happens. A few of her words have gotten very clear in the past month (Dah-deeeee, Mah-meeeeee, Puh-peeee) instead of running together without consonants (Dah-eeeee, Mah-eeeee)
My camera is (at least temporarily, I haven't given up hope that we will find it) lost, so I have no good pics to share. Will have to get the husband to off-load from his computer and who knows how long that will take?
Friday, August 14, 2009
The language of Fuss
I've been worried about the Fuss's language development for a little while, but some improvement has been made over the last few weeks. I mentioned my concerns to her pediatrician at her 15 month appointment (they asked if she had 5 words. She had half that - 2 that she used often, one that she occasionally said but didn't seem to know what it meant.)
Since turning 17 months, she has gotten a few more words. Her vocabulary thus far, is this:
Words she uses all the time, no prompting:
1. Dada/dah-dee
2. No
3. Go go
Words she uses regularly, with some prompting:
1. Mama
2. Wow
3. Yeah
4. the animal noises for dog (woof), cow (moo), lion (rahr)
5. Goo-gah (good girl - this she likes to repeat when I've told her she's been a good girl)
Words she uses occasionally, with or without prompting:
1. Meeee
2. Gah (often used for dog)
3. Cah-kee (cookie)
Wednesday night, for the first time ever she said Mama without prompting, directed toward me. I had run to the pharmacy to pick up Daddy Fuss's prescription and left her with her Daddy at home. When I came home, she ran to the door (as she often does when her daddy comes home) and started calling "mama! mama! mama!" It kind of made my night.
So we shall see what the pediatrician says this coming week at her 18-month appointment. I'm hoping she will agree to send us for an evaluation, because I'd rather be safe than sorry. Both Daddy Fuss and I were early talkers (I was saying "superfragilisticexpialidocious" around 14 months old) and we're very verbal now (hence my two favorite past times are reading and writing), so it surprises me that she isn't more verbal. But at the same time, she was an early crawler/walker, so I know that can make a difference in development.
I hope I get my favorite partner at the pediatrician's office this time. She's easier to talk to and I don't feel like she's patronizing me when I bring up my concerns.
Since turning 17 months, she has gotten a few more words. Her vocabulary thus far, is this:
Words she uses all the time, no prompting:
1. Dada/dah-dee
2. No
3. Go go
Words she uses regularly, with some prompting:
1. Mama
2. Wow
3. Yeah
4. the animal noises for dog (woof), cow (moo), lion (rahr)
5. Goo-gah (good girl - this she likes to repeat when I've told her she's been a good girl)
Words she uses occasionally, with or without prompting:
1. Meeee
2. Gah (often used for dog)
3. Cah-kee (cookie)
Wednesday night, for the first time ever she said Mama without prompting, directed toward me. I had run to the pharmacy to pick up Daddy Fuss's prescription and left her with her Daddy at home. When I came home, she ran to the door (as she often does when her daddy comes home) and started calling "mama! mama! mama!" It kind of made my night.
So we shall see what the pediatrician says this coming week at her 18-month appointment. I'm hoping she will agree to send us for an evaluation, because I'd rather be safe than sorry. Both Daddy Fuss and I were early talkers (I was saying "superfragilisticexpialidocious" around 14 months old) and we're very verbal now (hence my two favorite past times are reading and writing), so it surprises me that she isn't more verbal. But at the same time, she was an early crawler/walker, so I know that can make a difference in development.
I hope I get my favorite partner at the pediatrician's office this time. She's easier to talk to and I don't feel like she's patronizing me when I bring up my concerns.
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