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June 2, 2004
Hey Everyone,
OK – I left off my last entry with a laundry list of things I wanted to talk about. So I’ll just get right to it.
A couple of weeks ago we decided to switch Sam into his “big boy bed.” I am not sure why, but all of a sudden he started sleeping really poorly. He’d wake up several times each night, and then be up at 5 am, ready to start the day. These were only 2 minute wake-ups, but they were enough to wake me up and I don’t go back to sleep that quickly if at all. I need to buy earplugs! So we were at our wits end after several weeks of this and the only solution we could come up with was changing his bed. Maybe he was uncomfortable? Maybe he was cold? Who knows? We decided to make the change cold turkey. Sam has never been good with weaning, it just confuses him. But I was ridiculously nervous about this seemingly inconsequential change. I figured that once he could get out of his bed, he’d be up all night. Sam only sleeps 8-6 usually; he isn’t a late sleeper anyway. I remember my friend Jenny saying how easy it was and I kept that in the back of my head. And it’s a good thing – as it went perfectly smoothly! He thinks his new bed is the coolest thing ever. We got him a down duvet and he snuggles in under it on even warm nights. His sleeping patterns have returned to normal again. He doesn’t get out of his bed yet when he wakes up. Or rather I should say he hasn’t until today. Today I was on the phone when he woke from his nap and I was delayed getting him and when I did get him he was sitting in front of the door. He doesn’t know how to open doors yet, and I am not looking forward to the day when his has a doorknob epiphany! But for now, even if he wakes mid nap or something, he stays in his bed.
Since this was a spur of the moment thing I haven’t “decorated” his room yet. DH rolls his eyes when I say this, but I want to get him a nice duvet cover and bedding. I am going to the States next month and I want to look in PB Kids. For now I bought a $12 flannel duvet cover which is filthy after two short weeks. So I’ve learned I want something that washes well!! I want to get him something green (his favorite colour, which he tells everyone!!), maybe with airplanes. But antique looking airplanes, not cartoon type ones. We’ll see what I can find.
So just when I was getting used to this improved sleep, he’s thrown another wrench in. Let me preface this by saying that I had no intention of pressing potty training until he was at least 2 ½. And I think I mentioned before that he had asked for a potty (seen them at daycare) so we bought him one and he occasional would go on it. I never asked, I let him ask, and he went every other day I’d say. Well, on Saturday he decided that BMs would now all be done on the potty. Which was cool, but made me question my decision to get a potty chair instead of an insert in the toilet!! Ewww. Then Sunday and Monday he asked to go potty for ALL BMs and pees. I was shocked – he didn’t go in his diaper once. Then last night he decided he need to have a BM at 4 am – which he did in the potty, but he wouldn’t go back to sleep!! OK, we can’t have this. It has taken me two years to get used to getting up at 6 am – that’s as early as I can manage. I so hope it was a one time thing, but what are you going to do when at 4 am your two year wakes up yelling, “Mommy get Sam, here comes the poopy.” I kid you not. Ah the delicacy of youth. Of course today he only went on the potty once, so who knows how close he really is. I suppose I should actually be DOING something now – I don’t know what, but maybe encouraging it more? Any hints on what I should do at this stage would be most appreciated. The reason I am tentative about pushing this is that soon we will be on holiday for three weeks, traveling all over the place. I can’t imagine potty training en route to everywhere. Hell, this trip will probably knock him off his potty training course for a while.
We are flying to Newfoundland for my grandfather’s 80th birthday and a family reunion. I am really excited in one way – I mean, I’ve only been there once in recent years to be a bridesmaid in my cousin’s wedding (and she won’t even be there as she is in her third trimester in Alabama!!). But, with the exception of my parents, all of my family lives there. And with the exception of my grandparents, none of them have met Sam. He’s the only great grandchild right now (until the Alabama babe is born) so I expect him to be the center of attention. But my biggest worry is the cross country flight. It’s 3 1/2 hours to Toronto and 3 more to St. John’s. How on EARTH am I going to keep him occupied? Any tips? I need to go and get a bunch of fun things to do on the plane. Again, any suggestions would be most appreciated.
Then we are going to Ottawa for two weeks. My parents live there. So that should be just two weeks of R&R. I am going to Boston for four days as well with two of my girlfriends for a shopping trip. I LOVE road trips, I used to go on them all the time in university. We’d just all of a sudden decide we wanted to go to Myrtle Beach or see Washington and we’d pop in the car and go. That was the benefit of living in central Canada. Now I’d have to drive 10 hours to get to Picture Butt,e Montana, no offense to anyone who lives there. I hope to meet up with Jen H (BT) and Jennifer, an iParenting reader, while I’m there.
Speaking of iParenting writers, I have met another one! Laura on MT recently moved to Calgary so I have been able to meet up with her twice. Actually, she called tonight and DH took a message, I’d better call her back. She has moved into a really cool house which was built new in an older area. She actually has trees – a rarity in Calgary. The colours and style are just beautiful. And I have been able to meet Iain. He is a pure doll and he is the quietest kid you’ve ever met. I get the impression he is taking EVERYTHING in around him. Of course Sam is being two these days and anything but quiet – so I feel like I have the proverbial bull in the china shop when we meet. But what can you do!! I love making new friends, and I hope to introduce her to my crowd of mostly SAHM girlfriends.
One thing that I LOVE to do with my friends is shop. I know shopping is pure torture to some. For me, a little retail therapy goes a long way. I love trying on clothes and that sort of thing. OK, I mostly like shopping for clothes – for Sam and I. So since I have gone down a couple of sizes recently I’ve had to buy all new clothes. Can I tell you how much fun I’m having? I can tell you my style in two words – Eddie Bauer. Not the prairie print ankle skirt Eddie Bauer – the cool, sporty casual Eddie Bauer. When I was in there the other day buying another armload, they actually offered me a job! I thought that was hilarious.
I guess I’ll leave the truly gross part for last. TTC. OK – I will say that in the last, say, four months this has gotten really old. I mean, really old. I am sick to death of the whole thing. I was telling a friend that I have basically stopped thinking about it anymore because it is too upsetting. Which is a boldfaced lie since it is all I think about. I think when you hit the year mark, you go to another place mentally – I can’t believe it’s been 15 months already! I can’t even imagine where you go after two, three or more years. I am sick to DEATH of my lack of fertility. I had a repeat HSG which was a breeze – it didn’t hurt at all (they say it doesn’t hurt after you’ve had a child). I had an ultrasound. Everything looks good. You know, up until a few months ago I was like, I’ve been pregnant twice, I can get pregnant and I can carry a baby to term – why stress. But now I’m stressing. I’m at the point now that I cry when I see a baby story. Nice pity party right? And all my friends here in town have had their second child. I know that’s a stupid reason to fret – but I feel like a doofus when we go out and I’m basically the one watching all the two year olds as they have babies to care for as well. OK, I need to stop dwelling. None of my family and very few of my friends have any idea we’re TTC – I don’t need that stress. But I’m getting a LOT of, “when will you have a second” questions these days.
On that cheerful note, I’ll sign off. I wish I could drown my sorrows in a nice stiff drink. But I am in my ever so futile 2WW again. Yep, a full blown pity party going on here. Pathetic isn’t it?
Jenn
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