Mole update

OMG!!! I have never wanted to cry for one of my kids as much as I wanted to today. First, I had to pin Aria to my chest while the doc gave her a numbing shot in her back. Then he took a razor blade and scraped and dug out the mole. Finally, he zapped the blood gushing crater with a cauterizer. The mole is being sent to be biopsied. I am certain it is benign, I was just worried that it would keep growing.

As for my wart family... It continues to live happily on my big toe. I had to make a separate appointment for myself.

Is it to early to start drinking?

The first half of the day started out really good, despite the fact Stephen woke up and said, "Mommy I bad today." He was great until he woke up from his nap. For some reason the lengths of his naps have been cut in half. I really wish I could get him to sleep for more than an hour and 15 minutes this week (usually he sleeps for 3 hours). Since then he is the devil child again. It's 6:00pm is it to early to start drinking my gallon jug of wine??

WTF is going on?!?!

I can't even tell you how many timeouts were given today. The whining has reached an all time high, and the crying is insane!! I am at my wits end with this kid. I have done everything I can think of. And the real kicker is he tells me "Mommy I so mad!" While stomping his feet and walking away from me.

I needed a break so badly, I really needed to get away from this monster that has taken the human form of my son. I had to go to Target to return some shoes I bought for Aria, but decided to take him with me. I thought it would do both of us good to get out of the house (even though he helped me clean out the van today too and went for a walk). He was a perfect angel in the store, stayed by me the whole time, and even wanted to hold my hand. He was so good in fact that I bought him some popcorn on the way out. But the second we got home, it started all over again! Whining, temper tantrums, yelling. I locked myself in my room and left him with his dear old Daddy. He screamed for 15 minutes straight for me. It didn't stop until I opened the door and let him lay with me. He said "Mommy I need hugs."

I don't know how much of this I can handle. I am waiting for his head to start spinning in complete circles. We just need to get through dinner and bath-time. I am tempted to put this kid to bed at 6:00 tonight. I hope tomorrow is a better day.

The Things a 2 Year Old Says...

It seems like since we have been back from our cruise that Stephen is speaking in longer sentences. For example: Where my basketball go Mommy?, Gimme basketball now Mommy!

Other funny sayings:
Every time I put him in time out, he sits for about a minute then lays down and says "I tired Mommy."

I ask him to clean up or sit down to eat dinner, he replies "Mommy I busy."

It is really hard not to laugh because most of the time he is talking back or just being sassy, but it is damn funny to hear it.

Terrible 2 and half

I thought awhile back that "terrible 2's" weren't so bad, boy was I wrong. Stephen has become either schizophrenic or bi-polar, I can't figure out which one. One minute is great and asking for snuggles, the next is screaming and throwing stuff. Oh and the whining!! That is the worst, I can't stand it. That started just recently, so I hope it is related to the cold he is battling. Because of the stuffy/running nose and cough he hasn't been napping very well, so I hope the whining disappears when the cold does.

Then there is Aria. This separation anxiety phase is killing me. The second I am out of her sight she cries like she is going to die. Then when I come back the stops and smiles. Some days it is funny, then others not so much. I love my kids more than life itself, but boy are they testing me lately.

Living with a Nudist

Stephen has turned into a nudist. Ever since he figured out how to take his clothes off he won't leave them on. At least he will leave on his undies so we don't have to see his wienie all day. It really is a battle to go anywhere these days. I try giving him choices of what to wear. I have even tried to let him pick out whatever he wants, not matter how ridiculous he will look. He just wants to be naked.

Bye Bye Toys

Well, I am following in my sisters footsteps. Today I took all of Stephen's toys out of his room. The breaking point was when I took him out of his car seat, then went to get Aria out. In a matter of 5 seconds when I took her in the house he was gone. I found him in the back of our building running up and down the hill. Maybe I should have just taken his bike away, but this has been a long time coming. For the last couple weeks nap and bedtime have been horrible. The kicking and screaming, the banging on the wall, the turning on the light and playing, the list goes on. So all of his toys are in our closet, and I just need to get a special bi-fold door lock for his closet to keep him out of Lyhna's stuff. I really wish there was a child-proof light switch. I have searched everywhere and can't find one. If anyone knows of any tricks, please let me know. I am out of ideas. Tape doesn't work, the only thing I haven't done is take out the light bulbs. He has also started to bite and hit everyone (except Aria, thank god). Basically he is totally defiant in every way.

We started to take the kids with us to the YMCA again, instead of Robin and I taking turns. Aria, the one I was concerned about, slept the entire time. Stephen on the other hand, cried the whole time. He was really excited when we first got there. The whole walk from the car to the day care he kept saying "Mommy, I play!" And he took off the second we opened the door. But once he realized we left is when the meltdown started. I kept peeking in the window (they are those mirrors that the kids can't see out, but I can see in) to check on them and every time he was screaming by the door. We are going to try again today, I hope it just takes some time for him to get used to it again.

Also, Stephen is starting his swim lessons this week. They are every Thursday night for 7 weeks. I am sad that summer is over and all the pools are closed. Stephen was really getting the hang of jumping in the pool by himself and even going under water while holding his breath. So I hope he really likes this. I wish I could get him in some form of karate or martial arts to burn off all his energy, but you have to be 4 for those. And unfortunately all the pre-k/toddler classes are at different YMCAs. Maybe more will be offered during the second section of the fall classes.

Time Flies

Where do I start? Aria is almost 3 months old already! Lyhna starts the 4th grade today! And Stephen is almost completely out of diapers!

Last night I realized that it is already time to change out some of Aria's clothes. All the premie and newborn clothes that seemed so big on her when we first brought her home look tiny now. So it is time to get out the bins of clothes from everyone and put back the small stuff and get out a new batch of bigger stuff. She is smiling and cooing more and more everyday. And the best part of all is that she has been sleeping through the night more and more.

I really can't believe that Lyhna is in the 4th grade already. The last 2 years have been kind of rough for her in school. She (like I was) is one of the younges in her class, so her teachers think that she is behind emotionally. I tend to agree sometimes, but sometimes she acts like a teenager. I had a talk with her over the weekend about trying her hardest to have a good school year. No forging signatures in her assignment notebook, no "forgeting" her homework at school most days of the week, basically to take resposibility for her actions and stay focused. I have high hopes for her, she is soooo smart when she wants to be. I think this year will be a challenge to keep her focused since her classroom isn't even a room. It is a section of the library blocked off by bookcases. Only time will tell how things will go.

Now for Stephen. We aren't having as many meltdowns anymore. I think a big part of it was that he couldn't express what he wanted. Now that he is talking so much better, he is able to tell us what he wants or what is wrong. Potty training is going great. We still have some accidents, but he realizes when he starts to go and can stop himself then finish in the potty. We still haven't gotten any poop in the toilet though, but we are getting closer. Over the weekend he was in the bathroom and shut the door so I knew something was going on in there. I left him alone for a couple minutes and when I opened the door guess what I saw. A giant log on the floor! I was very tempted to take a picture, but then I had visions of Jon and Kate Plus 8 so I decided against it. We have started venturing out for little trips in his big boy pants too. He has stayed dry every time so far. So now it is just diapers for naps and bed time. My little boy is growing up!!

Enough already

I am soooooo over this "terrible two's" crap. All that comes out of Stephen's mouth is "NO! Don't! and Stop it!" It doesn't matter what I say, the response is always NO. Yesterday to test him I said, "Stephen do you want some candy?" Sure enough he said No No. I know it is just a phase, but holy crap this sucks big time. You better watch out if you dare to say no when he wants his Dora yogurt for every meal. That is when the kicking and screaming really starts. The whining is also driving me crazy. It usually only happens when he is tired. I have read to completely ignore your child when the whine. If you respond to it, it sends the message that it is okay to vocalize wants and needs that way. I am doing my best, but this kid is really testing me lately. Than god Aria is not being so fussy anymore, and is content sitting by herself for a bit longer. Or else I just might blow out my brains.

What the hell what I thinking having a baby when I had a 2 year old???