I think that I have a skilled pee-er on my hands and his name is Zac. The other day I was holding him and I felt a warm sensation on my torso. The sensation that I had felt too many times and recognized immediately.
Yup, he did it again. Peed all over me!! I quickly laid him down to find out where he was wet and to change him and guess what? He wasn't wet at all. No pee on him whatsoever.
WOW!!! Not sure how he did that but he did. Thanks Zac, I'm glad that I didn't have to change your clothes too ;).
Saturday, September 22, 2012
10 Kids
The other day, I was looking at Zac and thinking about how much I loved him and how much of a blessing he was. I was also thinking about how much joy he instantly brought into our lives. I was explaining all of this to Mark and then continued on to ask him why we wouldn't want 10 kids because they are so wonderful. Immediately, Mark replied with, "Because I know what he will become!"
I couldn't stop laughing. Apparently, Zac is going to be a hellion or something!!
I couldn't stop laughing. Apparently, Zac is going to be a hellion or something!!
New Room
Some day, when I am more productive, I will finish Zac's nursery and post pictures. Yeah, I know, he's four months old.
So, it was July 21st, and yes I know the exact date, Zac went into his own room. I decided I am going to be one of those mom's that cry all of the time over really dumb things. I didn't choose it, it must have chosen me.
Mark had been wanting to move Zac from his bassinet next to our bed into his own room in a much more spacious crib for a while. I had been prolonging it, you know, not doing laundry so there weren't sheets for the crib, putting boxes in his room so you couldn't walk to the crib, etc., because I liked having him next to me. Maybe I would hold his hand while we slept, maybe I did.
Am I a bad mom if he filled the bassinet completely? As in he was one inch from each end and his hands would hit the side all night.
The night that Mark made him move was a hard one. I pouted all night and called Mark a bully, jokingly of course. Well, until the tears started flowing. Yup, Mark was laughing and I was laughing and crying. Mark was trying to reassure me that everything would be okay, he was only 10 feet away in the next room.
Oh no, I'm going to be THAT mom!!!
So, it was July 21st, and yes I know the exact date, Zac went into his own room. I decided I am going to be one of those mom's that cry all of the time over really dumb things. I didn't choose it, it must have chosen me.
Mark had been wanting to move Zac from his bassinet next to our bed into his own room in a much more spacious crib for a while. I had been prolonging it, you know, not doing laundry so there weren't sheets for the crib, putting boxes in his room so you couldn't walk to the crib, etc., because I liked having him next to me. Maybe I would hold his hand while we slept, maybe I did.
Am I a bad mom if he filled the bassinet completely? As in he was one inch from each end and his hands would hit the side all night.
The night that Mark made him move was a hard one. I pouted all night and called Mark a bully, jokingly of course. Well, until the tears started flowing. Yup, Mark was laughing and I was laughing and crying. Mark was trying to reassure me that everything would be okay, he was only 10 feet away in the next room.
Oh no, I'm going to be THAT mom!!!
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