Monday, September 15, 2014

The Potty Chronicles: The Final Crusade

I did it.

I officially did it.

I have a toddler who wears underwear and uses the toilet to do her business.

*cue applause*

*bows dramatically*

Thank you... I'd like to thank the makers of diapers for being so expensive that you forced my hand. I'd like to thank Nabisco for the proper motivation via mini Oreos for me and my daughter. I'd like to thank Baby Bjorn for making an adorable functional toilet that I never used and Arm & Hammer for making a toilet seat adapter for small butts. I'd also like to thank my parents for buying Princess underwear which is way cooler than wearing diapers, according to a 2 year old.

Thank you to my husband for waiting for when I was ready.

And most of all, thank you to the Good Lord who was merciful on my poor soul and gave us the strength to make it through the trenches.

My tips (because I'm such a professional now):
  • Guess what? You can do it in 3 days if you AND your toddler are ready. Our first attempt ended in meltdowns all around so we gave it a break and tried again later. 
  • Whatever motivates your kid, do it. If it's candy, toys, or just getting to unroll toilet paper, they totally understand that pee in the toilet gets them what they want. For Allie, it was mini Oreos and getting to finally unroll toilet paper and flush the toilet. It's the little things. 
  • Don't expect complete success right away. Day 3 brought no accidents but she still wasn't telling me she had to use the toilet. She was just holding it until I asked her, which I guess works but isn't ideal.
  • Allie didn't mind sitting on the toilet every 20-30 minutes the first day, but once she figured out that no pee = no treat, she was not having it. The good thing is that we only had a few accidents on the second day and she figured out the sensation of needing to go and then being able to hold it. 
  • Don't buy Pull-ups. Just rip off the bandaid and go with real underwear. They can tell. You just have to stock up on cleaning supplies. 
  • Corral your kid. The bedrooms were closed off for those three days because we still have the luxury of concrete throughout the main area of the house and I didn't feel like cleaning pee out of the new area rugs in the bedrooms.
  • Have fun with it and give yourself a break. After all, it's not the end of the world. Even if it feels like it...

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Aloha!

Maui was perfect. The girls were champs on the plane (no one puked) and I did not forget to pack underwear. The only dicey moment was when we were descending into Sacramento and they had already taken the digital players, requested we turned off electronics and buckle in. Allie decided that was way too much to ask of a toddler who had done so well sitting in one spot for 4 hrs. So we tried to distract her with looking out the window and lots of Oreos. Boom. Done. 

Allie loves the beach. Girl could play in the water all day. Baby powder really does work to get sand off of skin but I'm still washing it out of her swimsuits. 

Maui is beautiful. Brian's family lives half a mile from the beach and we went every day. We even saw 3 huge sea turtles close enough to touch. Crazy. 

We also went to the aquarium which is basically as close to snorkeling as we got on this trip. Allie got to see a scuba diver feeding a manta ray. It was so thrilling she immediately zonked out in her stroller minutes later. 

It was so great to see Brian's family. We even had a chance to sneak away for dinner on our anniversary. 

Most of the pictures I already posted on Instagram. Soooo.... If you aren't already following me, do it NOW. Sorry to be so bossy. 

Driving back from Big Beach we saw a grown man on a moped pick his nose AND EAT IT. EAT IT. I still haven't recovered. 

I got a head cold Sunday night which was awesome for the flight on Monday. Crazy sinus pressure? Let's add some altitude pressure and see if it helps. It's ok though, I made it all better by beginning potty training the next day. 

I think I'm just a special kind of crazy. 

But here we are 2 days in and I have had multiple successful pees and even a poop in the toilet with no meltdowns from anyone. Sorry to get so graphic on you but having a baby sorta desensitizes you to gross bodily functions. And you better believe I'm so stoked about it that I'll tell anyone who will listen including you, my faithful readers. 

Now that I've caught you up on life, I think I'll go ignore the dishes and relax on the sofa with a gallon of ice cream. We don't mess around here. 

Friday, August 29, 2014

A Friday List

  • Allie turned 2. Don't even talk to me about it.
  • Oh, this was terrifying: I put Allie down for her nap on Saturday. (Naps aren't terrifying, the story that follows is what terrified me.) Usually she wakes up after an hour and if she's really screaming and panicking, I go in and tell her it's still nap time and that she needs to go back to sleep. Usually, she does. But on Saturday, I walked down the hallway to hear someone playing with toys in her room, which scared the daylights out of me. I peeked in and saw an empty crib. Panic. Scan the room... oh, there you are daughter of mine. How on earth did you get out? Put her back in the crib and asked her to show me how she got out of the crib. Sure enough, one leg hoisted up on the rail and then threw her body weight to the other side. It was like watching the velociraptor open the door on Jurassic Park. I'm beginning to think a full on cage isn't such a bad idea for a toddler. 
  • Maddie is 2 months old. She is a hoot. She loves to smile and laugh and watch her sister. Unless her sister happens to be smothering her with hugs and kisses, then the panic, fear, and terror set in and it's no longer fun for anyone. She already coos and ahhs and says hi. She's wearing 3 month clothing and growing like a weed. I cannot handle this. Correction: I handle this by curling up in a ball and sobbing to myself while eating Cheetos. 
  • We leave for Maui tomorrow. I'm not sure why but I'm more anxious and nervous about this trip than excited. Paradise! Fun! Babysitters! What's not to be excited about? But all I think is... plane flight! Puking babies! Forget to pack underwear! Totally irrational, I know. I've already packed, like, 68 pairs of underwear.
  • Our 4 year anniversary is in a week. I asked Brian if he wanted to do something and he said "Besides go to Hawai'i for 10 days?"... I said "So I guess you didn't plan a romantic candlelight dinner on the beach then...?" and he said "You wanna eat candles on the beach?" followed by "I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to have fire on the beach..." and then I rolled my eyes so hard they got stuck in the back of my head.
  • Happy Friday and Labor Day weekend!

Friday, August 15, 2014

Pierced ears

Last weekend Allie was playing with my earrings and asked Brian to put one on her. (Meaning she held it up and said "On? On? On?")

This is what happened...

B: You have to have pierced ears to wear earrings Allie.
A: ....
B: Do you want me to pierce your ears?
A: Yeah?
B: Okay... *pushes earring into her ear pretending to pierce it*
A: *doesn't flinch. Doesn't even say anything, just looks at him like "Done?"
B: *pushes harder*
A: *still standing there fully expecting that her ears will be pierced in 2 seconds
B: "What's wrong with our kid?"
Me: "That's my girl."

Piercing Allie's ears was a huge debate for us. Being Mexican, my ears have been pierced since I was 6 months old. Same with both my sisters. So naturally when we had a girl, everyone on my side of the family assumed she'd have her ears pierced before she could sit up.

Brian, on the other hand, thought it was barbaric to do something to her that she might not even want in the future. So we didn't get her ears pierced. He wants her to be able to ask for it herself (he's assuming this will happen sometime around the age of 18. I know better. I'm thinking it'll definitely be done before she's 5.)

But that didn't stop me from picking out her very first set of adorable studs. They're nothing like the earrings I wore as a kid. You know, hot pink and yellow hearts and stars? Very Lisa Frank. Anyway, these are stylish and simple. And since she's not using them anytime soon, who says I can't wear them in the meantime?

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

House Shopping: Living Room Edition

We've had a greenish gray microfiber sectional since we got married. It was free, we were poor newlyweds, it worked for us. Incidentally, it went well with the free coffee table with matching side table, free giant TV and a media cabinet that we updated for $15.

Now here we are 4 years and 2 kids later and I despise our couch. It's a great couch... if you don't have kids. It shows every. Single. Spot. And with a toddler around... well, our couch is taking a serious beating. I don't like that it looks hideous and I have to scrub and spot clean every time Allie gets something on it. Let's throw a newborn in the mix and it's just looking really, really awful.

I know there are a million tutorials on Pinterest for cleaning microfiber couches. That's not my problem. What I want is a dark colored couch that doesn't show stains in the first place. Preferably with removable cushion covers that I can just toss in the wash every few weeks.

So I started shopping around.

I started with Ikea.

And ended there.

Because I met Karl (I stole this nickname from YHL). And I loved him. His price, his removable covers, his sleek modern look. Sold. We haven't made the plunge yet because we don't have flooring in the living room and I'd really like to see if I can sell our current couch before purchasing a new one but we'll see what happens...

In the meantime, here's a mood board I threw together to plan my living room style. I think I might go with 2 different color couches. What do you think? Too mismatchy or bold? Or better to break up one monotonous color? We were going to go with another sectional but I think I like the 2 different colors better...


Living Room

Monday, August 11, 2014

What to wear to the beach: Mom edition Part 2

I'm a fan of neon stuff lately but unfortunately don't really have the skin tones to pull it off. Never stopped me from shopping for it though.  Note: Those shoes may look black (and super cute) but be warned: they are definitely navy.


Mom Beach Wear 3




My favorite thing to wear to the beach is a jersey knit maxi dress thrown over a swimsuit. It's a simple outfit that's super comfy and the best part is it can easily translate from beach to dinner at a restaurant.

Obviously I'm drawn to dark earth tones because my skin tends to look more yellow when I wear bright colors. Plus no one will notice newborn spit up on a dark navy or burgundy dress. I'll be getting my tan on in 25 days and then neon colors, here I come!



Mom Beach Wear 4




Friday, August 8, 2014

TSA PSA

Public Service Announcement: It would be easier, cheaper and less stressful for you to ship a box with all of your belongings to your destination than to try to pack everything in a way that is cost effective and not violating any TSA regulations.

We have 3 weeks left until we leave for Maui. I just did a trial pack of our toiletries because we don't plan to check any bags (since that costs $50 these days) which means all of our toiletries and baby essentials have to be packed into 3 ounce containers that will fit into a quart sized bag.

No big, right?

Yeah... until you're trying to figure out what a "liquid, gel, or paste" is. Like... deodorant? Chapstick? Baby wipes? Some TSA forums say anything that doesn't retain its shape is a liquid but others say even a gel deodorant counts and has to be in the bag.

Why am I stressing over this tiny thing, right? We can just buy stuff when we get there... Sure. But I'm also trying to avoid a full groping/pat down from the TSA like this mom who used glycerin laced wipes right before going through security. Don't worry, I've researched the ingredients in the wipes we use and there's no glycerin... but still. Plus I don't want to buy bottles of toiletries that would otherwise last us a few months for a 10 day vacation. Why should I have to worry about this so much?

Remember when you could take a bottle of water on a plane? Remember when you could see your family off at the gate? Remember when airlines didn't charge for checked luggage?

Those were the good ol' days. But those days are gone. And now my options are: a) hope that 3 ounces of body wash will last 10 days or b) don't shower while we're there.

Now excuse me while I go see how many outfits for 10 days I can squeeze into a carry-on bag. *cringes and wipes sweat from brow*

This will be interesting.