I’m not ready for this

I’ve been semi-ignoring my child when she tells me she has to potty. Mostly because she tells me after she has already gone and about 2 seconds after I sit her on the toilet she says she’s all done. Not that I blame her, she looks tiny on that thing, she’s probably afraid she’s going to fall in. But today at the midwife office she started yelling "stinky" and "potty" while running around frantically and about 2 mins later had a poopy diaper *sigh* If she’s going to start telling me ahead of time I can’t exactly ignore it anymore. I was thinking, like, 2 1/2 for potty training, definitely not any time before 2 years! I’m off this weekend so we’re going to get a potty seat and see if she’ll sit on it more than 2 seconds. The lady at playgroup keeps telling me to put her in underwear while we’re home and see what happens….I’m pretty sure she’ll just pee on my floor….but maybe that will help her connect sensations? Who knows. I’m wholly unprepared for this.

In the last two weeks we’ve put away the high chair and switched to a booster, she has started eating consistently with a fork, and thanks to a poop incident switched her from the inflatable tub to just the plain old tub. Which we probably could have done sooner, but using the inflatable I didn’t feel like I had to clean the guest bathroom as often 😛 She’s thriving while I’m all "where’d my baby go??" We’re likely going to have to turn her forward facing in the car this spring since, sadly, I can’t fit 2 rear facing seats in the back of my truck. She’s only 5 lbs from the rear facing limit, anyway, but it’s just another holy big girl moment. And don’t get me started on the bed transition. I’m thinking end of summer we’ll try a bed and see how she does. Yikes.

So, not at all related, but I’m watching The Doctors right now and they’re talking about a guy who got a tattoo on his penis and it somehow caused a permanent erection he had to have surgically corrected. Just wow to all of that. I had to share with someone.

I feel like I have so much to do and no desire to do it. I was super productive yesterday! I admit I used to wonder what was so bad about being a stay at home mom, but geez. I’ve been way off the cleaning plan so instead of one thing yesterday, I was trying to get three in order. Sweep the floors and load the dishwasher while Riley has breakfast and can’t interfere, find a craft she can do independently while I jackhammer who knows what off the kitchen counters, dust the living room while she plays with the rabbit, practice colors with her matching dolls. Read some books, finally get her down for nap, clean one bathroom, have lunch, finish sweeping what I didn’t get to that morning, nap is over. We had to get Buster’s food, then home to make dinner, finally get a shower since nap was so short, and at 8 PM am starting laundry. Wohoo. I never even got around to the vacuuming or dusting any other room.

Aaaaand today I’ve done nothing.

I painted my nails last night and they’re already chipped. Three coats!! I need to go get them done, I only have cheap nail polish, clearly. I’ve been trying to accessorize since I feel huge and gross lately. I thought for sure they’d say I was measuring ahead today, but she said I was 31 on the nose, which I’m 31 weeks, so right on. I don’t know why it seems worse than last time. Anyway, there was nothing but crap for maternity at the mall. Motherhood had maybe one or two cute tops, but $30 for what’s basically a tee shirt? No thanks. Seriously, next time I’m going to have a fall/winter baby. I hate missing spring and summer fashions while I’m trying to get some semblance of my body back! Plus it would be a year of not working any holidays, ha-ha. Actually, I got super lucky this year – I’m on Memorial Day and New Year’s Day – who cares?? Now to tell the ILs we want to go to Maine Thanksgiving AND Christmas. Phil is supposed to be inviting them to Maine for T-Day, we’ll see what happens.

I’m so excited for Super Bowl. I’ve been keeping up with my food log and working out where I can, but I’m going to eat whatever the hell I want on Sunday! I’m bringing S’mores bars since my friend said I could bring dessert and I’m either going to make buffalo chicken or jalapeno popper dip to have at our house (likely we’ll leave at halftime to get Riley to bed). I’m going to be smart this year and set a recording so we don’t miss anything….mostly commercials lol. The last time we went to Cheri’s for Superbowl I was pregnant with Riley and we were going to leave at halftime, but didn’t want to miss anything so we ended up not getting home until so late and I had to work at 7 the next morning!

I’m also excited for food this week. I’ve started really getting into cooking again, which is awesome, it’s a huge hobby of mine that took back burner after Riley was born. I’m hoping to do slightly better this time around! I have planned Banana Coconut Milk oatmeal, Tortellini Salad,  Mexican Bean Salad, and for dinners Chicken Gyros/Orzo Salad, BBQ Meatloaf/Potato Salad, Black Bean Burgers/Sweet Potato Fries, and Sloppy Joes. The gyros include a homemade pita recipe that is supposedly amazing, I think I’m going to try it! Supposedly it’s all healthy recipes too, time will tell. The ingredients seem decent, but sometimes I put things in my food log and find they’re way higher in fat or sodium than expected.

I can’t wait to get dressed up and go out again, man. My birthday is going to be awesome. Yes, it’s 11 months away, but it’s also my 30th and I have a few good friends in town finally and I’m going to drink martinis, dammit! I also can’t wait for a real workout without my pelvis feeling like it’s going to break and that includes real jumping jacks and actual sweat.