The Potty Chronicles. Part II of IV

(Did anyone even notice my toilet has a stash?!)

Today was DAY 1 of the potty training weekend, and as typical with a 2 year old and all kinds of life happening outside our house, it didn't go quite as planned.

Last night I downloaded Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO and set that as the alarm on my phone. I set up the snooze to go off every 20 min, and we adopted the song as our POTTY rock anthem! Landon loved it! Every time it started playing we would dance to the bathroom and then sit on the potty. Not ONCE did he ever fuss about sitting on the potty, I was a proud momma.

I always made sure his sippy cup was FULL and that it was near him at all times, I wanted him to pee ALOT today. I kinda figure the way this whole thing works is that your putting them on the toilet so much that eventually they are going to pee in the potty if they mean to or not. So I figured loading him full of fluids increased our odds. He ended up not going in the toilet at all this morning (but I fully expected that) and he peed on the floor   6 times (and I fully expected that). I had already rolled up all the rugs in the house and bought a JUMBO thing of Clorox wipes for just that purpose. I'm letting the kid walk around without a diaper for 3 days, I fully plan on cleaning up LOTS of pee.

I would like to take a moment to pay respects to the first two casualties of potty training weekend. They gave up their clean, dry stuffing for the greater good. Thank you for your service.

After a tiny nap we had a baby shower to go to, I took our potty seat just in case he asked to go and I even took him twice, but I didn't push him to go on a schedule and I had him in a diaper. That ended up being a good decision as over-stimulation and sweets had him on the verge of a meltdown all afternoon. After the shower my parents wanted to go to dinner and then we went shopping. ::Surprise, Surprise:: Landon got all kinds of new clothes. Every time my parents celebrate anything, Landon gets new stuff. Papaw's birthday, Landon gets toys. Nonna & Papaw's anniversary, Landon gets clothes.

Based on the fact that we had fun this morning and Landon is obviously comfortable with sitting on the toilet, I would count DAY 1 as a SUCCESS.

I'm actually really super stoaked to wake up tomorrow and clean up more pee, no really. I am! Hopefully we will have at least one amazing potty story to tell!

With Love,

Leia & Landon.

The Potty Chronicles: Part I of IV

dun, dun, dun....

Anyone ever heard of the 72 hour potty training boot-camp method. (what? boot-camp? no way... only a crazy person would put a toddler through boot-camp. sheesh.)

If you haven't, Google it. Seriously, its real and has worked for a lot of people. Hopefully in part IV I will be telling you that we are now proudly one of that lot-of-people. 

So basically what will happen is mommy might go crazy starting tomorrow morning when Landon wakes up the diaper comes off, hopefully (if it works) never to return again! For the next 3 days I will have an alarm set on my phone. Every 15 min the first day, 20 the second, 30 the third. When it goes off Landon will sit on the potty and eventually he will (hopefully) start to use it. They (who the heck is they?!) say if you stick with it, your baby will be completely potty trained in 3 days. I figure even if it doesn't work it'll be a good start. 

Plus how cool would it be if it did work?!

We are taking the 3 day potty challenge! Wish us (mommy) luck (patience)!

With Love,

Leia & Landon

That whole motherhood thing....

::This blog post is dedicated to my dear friend Rachel Anderson, who raises her 3 precious boys in a very different way then I raise my sweet little... and I still think she's super mom.::


This has been writing itself in my head, and heart, for quite a while. So here goes...

Women are SO mean to each other... ridiculously mean to each other. ALL women. But this particular post isn't about all women, its specifically about women-with-children.

Motherhood is HARD! Don't for a second let anyone tell you differently, it may be easier for some then others but it's still HARD. How can it not be? When you're a mother your responsible for another persons life (kinda a big deal, just sayin'). You're responsible for the person that they ultimately become! The decisions and choices and chances to totally SCREW UP are huge!

So let's take it back a little. Mommy's, please take a look at several of your closest friends. People you love, adore, trust, get stupid face wasted with (or not, i won't judge)... those people. Think about how they were raised. Was it exactly the same as you? No. It wasn't, even if it was similar it wasn't exactly the same... so why are we so shocked that we all raise our kids differently?

More importantly, who are we to say "I'm crunchy & you're silky and therefore you're not raising your children the right way". If you're like me the first time you read that you said "say whaaaa?!" Crunchy moms? Silky moms? When did we start becoming parfait choices?! Why can't we each just raise our kids the way we see fit. As long as women are loving and taking care of their children, who are we to judge if a mother ::gasp:: doesn't vaccinate, or ::faint:: had her son circumcised... don't even get me started on breastfeeding, that is an entire post in itself.

If you're a mother that makes EDUCATED decisions for your child's life, you will not feel judged by me! I have a friend who has made some decisions in her children's lives that differ from my own. She doesn't vaccinate, and she chose to have her 3rd son not circumcised. She posts articles and comments on her facebook page explaining why she made these decisions and I personally respect her more for it. I vaccinate, and Landon was circ and I still read EVERY article my friend posts. She loves her boys, she takes fantastic care of them, and she educates herself fully before she makes any decision regarding their lives. To me, that's an incredible mom! Why should i feel the need to judge her, or "hate on her". It's her duty as a mother to make the important decisions and she is doing just that.

I'm not saying we all have to sit around and sing kumbaya together but sheesh ladies... being a mommy is hard enough without other mommy's telling you you're not doing it right. So lets stop "hatin'" on each other and start patting each other on the back.

Spread the love!

 I double dog dare you to pick at least one other mother and tell her what a fantastic job she's doing, do it.

With Love,
Just Leia

ekkkkkkkkkkk.

spiders.
s.p.i.d.e.r.s
tiny teeny little 8 legged creepy crawly spin down from your ceiling and stare at you spiders.
ehk.

I love our little house. I do! I love the high ceilings and the big windows on every wall. I love the hardwood floors and the big rooms. Love it. But it has all of those features specifically because it is an older house. You know what else older houses have? Spiders... not big scary bite you and then your arm falls off spiders, but teeny, in every corner gives you the heebie jeebies spiders.

Now lets be clear. I hate (read: am terrified of) spiders and my hatred (read: fear) does not discriminate between different types. I hate (read: run from) them all.

This little gem was vacant for quite awhile before I stumbled upon it, and so when i moved in there were these little teeniney spiders everywhere! Now I've swept them all out but they are still seen lurking in certain corners or crevices. Enough so to make me nearly jump out of bed every time my sheet moves. For I am so certain that one of these teensy little... meanies is crawling up my leg or something. ^&#(*@yuck@$^^*#.

All that aside, I LOVE the house. I have so many projects and ideas for it. We are having Landon's birthday here in 2 weeks and I wish I could get EVERYTHING done and painted and built and landscaped and crafted and designed and hung (gasp) before then. Hahaha, yeah right. For now I have to be content with the finished version of this house that lives in my imagination!

Landon LOVES the house... the layout allows him to run laps through every room and he has so much fun listening to his feet stomp on the hard floors. Occasionally he can be found in the middle of his room just jumping and stomping. Ahh, the little things.

Yesterday I started school... that's right, a few years from now when I'm standing in front of a class of elementary students I can remember yesterday as the start of my future. No more excuses and no more waiting for someone to come into my life and rescue me. I'm not a damsel in distress. I'm a strong woman who is taking her life into her own hands (finally).

That being said... It's time for me to get to some classwork!

With Love,
Leia & Landon

p.s. i think I'm not totally back in the blogging zone. I feel like my posts are not as witty and informative as they used to be. Hopefully Ill get my groove back soon!

Happy New Home

Today Landon and I moved into a new home, not an apartment... an actual house with a yard and no downstairs/upstairs neighbors.

We are so blessed. God is so good to us, all the time.

We had 7 people, 3 trucks, 2 cars, & a trailer helping us move! We needed every single bit of that to get here. How did we get so much stuff. If you had walked through my apartment the day before I started packing, you would have never thought that it would have taken that much to move us. It was like once I pulled out the boxes my stuff started multiplying, seriously. I got to a point around 3 this morning that I thought about just sleeping with my front door wide open hoping someone would come steal all my stuff. That bad.

But... WE ARE HERE! Praise God!

& I am one tired mommy so, Im going to bed and Ill type more about how much I adore our super fabulous little house tomorrow.

With love,
Leia & Landon

for real, for real, for real.

I've said it before. but this time im for real. for real, for real.

IM BACK.

I can say this with absolute confidence this time BECAUSE I have real internet again... as in, the real deal wireless home computer stuff. As in not just on my phone.

Blogging from my phone in theory seemed like a great idea. but it wasnt. so i didnt.

Proof that Ill be back to blogging more? My internet has been turned on at the new house for 3 mintues. literally. I am sitting in the floor of our new house because I haven't moved anything over here yet. except my computer. dedication. for real (:

Here we are, right where we need to be.

Immmmm backkkkkk.

Kinda.

Oh, beloved blog, how I've missed you. Editing down my thoughts to a mere few sentences for months was so sad. So sad.

However, the blogger app & my phone clearly do not get along. I've been without "real internet" for awhile now & navigating this site on my "mobile device" has been a little tricky. I dont like the editing style on this kind of knock off app but alas, I've figured it out! I plan on getting internet soon and so then ill be able to post the way I like. (:

I originally created this blog for personal and family use. As a way to look back over mine and Landon's adventures and almost keep an online scrapbook. Fail.

So much has happened since my last post, both blog worthy & not. I've decided not to go back and try and remember all of it (ahem, if I had been keeping up with this I wouldn't have to TRY and remember).

So here we are. Today. Landon is 20 months old, walking, talking a little, & giving mommy daily glimpses of the terrible twos. Yikes. He is so wonderful tho, always keeping me on my toes! Mommy is starting a new job very soon and it's going to open all sorts of new exciting opportunities for us.

So that's our update for now (nothing exciting) & I'm going to start keeping up with this again (no, really!)

With love,

Leia & Landon

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