Tuesday, August 30, 2011

New Website

I just stumbled on a new website that I LOVE! It's called pinterest.com. And yes, I'm probably years behind this newest invention, but the point is that I just found it and it's awesome!

For those of you who haven't discovered this amazing new site, it's basically a bulletin board to help you organize the things you like on the internet. For instance, I've started planning Lorelai and Logan's birthday parties. To do so I created a board for each of them and whenever I find something on the internet that might be something I want for their party (centerpieces, outfits, decorations, etc.), I "pin" it on my board. It's so cool! No more bookmarking everything... I just pin it now! Love love love this.

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Friday, August 26, 2011

Moving with Kiddos

So I posted earlier about being a bit nervous about moving with the kids. Lorelai seems to be really affected by any change in her routine. So I've been mulling over the best way to make this move to the new house as seamless as possible. Yesterday I got a news article in the mail from my grandma that spoke to this. (A Moving Experience by T.J. Banes - in the Indianapolis Star on August 21, 2011). This article made a number of recommendations:

1) Try to point out all the positive things about the move.
2) Take the kids to the new house prior to the move.
3) Let the kids plan out where their furniture will go in their new rooms.
4) Let the kids explore their new school online.
5) Pack up the kids room last so the change is the least disruptive.
6) Let the kids help pack up a box of their "special" items.
7) Check out cool places near the new house (pools, ice cream, etc.)
8) Involve them in extra curricular activities asap.
9) Let them decorate their new room.
10) Talk with them a lot about the move so they know what to expect.

We're all over most of these recommendations. Some the kids aren't quite big enough for (laying out their furniture, etc.). But I'm glad that we seem to be on the right track here. We'll see how it goes! We move next Friday!!!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Breaking the habit - Part 2

So last night as I was tucking Lorelai in to bed I asked her if she wanted to throw her pacifier away. I told her it looked like it was broken. She looked at it and agreed. Then she hopped up out of bed and tossed it in the trash can. And then...

L: Can I have a new paci?
Me: We don't have anymore. They're all broken and we had to throw them all away.
L: Oh.
Me: I don't think you need one anymore anyway. You're a big girl now.
L: Mmmhmm.
Me: Better just go to bed.
L: Ok.

A little later in the night she woke up...

L: Where is my paci?
Me: You threw it away remember? It was broken.
L: Oh yeah.

THAT'S RIGHT! IT'S OVER! THE PACI IS GONE!!!!!!!!!

<dancing around in circles>

*I wanted to make a note regarding yesterday's post on Bye Bye Binky... we did not do this over the course of a week as the instructions suggest. Lorelai seems very sensitive to change and disruptions in her routine. And I travel quite a bit for work. And sometimes I just forgot. So we only trimmed down the paci on nights when I was home and had been home for a couple of days and remembered. So we drug it out over the course of a month or so, but it still worked perfectly.*

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Breaking the habit

Lorelai's pacifier use has been a roller coaster ride for us. Initially, we had no problem with her using a pacifier. It calmed her down, helped her sleep, and seemed to make her happy. Plus there's that research that says it helps reduce the risk of SIDS. At her one year well check the pediatrician said it was time to get rid of her pacifier. So we started taking some steps to make that happen. We set boundaries - she could only use her pacifier in her room, then only when she was in her crib. We made a fair amount of progress although we weren't really trying that hard. We didn't really see a problem. We were sure she'd give it up eventually. Each time we tried to take it away, we were met with a very distraught Lorelai. And we caved. This was made worse with the addition of Logan who came home from the hospital with a pacifier. How could I let one child use one and not the other? We threw in the towel.

Then at her two year well check we were properly shamed by the pediatrician. Yes, we knew this could have effects on her speech and her teeth. But her teeth appeared fine. And she talks a mile a minute. We had no real concerns other than the parental beating we were taking from the doctor. And it was a beating. We came home from the doctor's visit (feeling like no less than abusive parents) and said fine, no more pacifier. We took them all away and told her she was too big for one. They were gone.

And then Lorelai threw a tantrum. Not just any tantrum. The tantrum from hell. It was huge. It had its own zip code it was so big. And it lasted for hours. At hour three, when I was convinced she was going to start vomiting - I handed her a pacifier. I was done.

But I knew, or so Doctor Dirty Look had informed me, we had to get rid of the pacifier. So I looked in every baby/parenting book I had. I searched the internet. I asked around. How did other people make this happen? I just couldn't make myself take it away from her and induce hours of tears (often leading to making herself sick). I mean, it's not like she would be heading off to college with her pacifier in her mouth, right?

Finally a found something that seemed like it might work. I found Bye Bye Binky. It seemed like a process I could get behind. It promised no tantrums. Nothing painful. A gradual process. And I was skeptical, but optimistic. I downloaded the pdf and decided to give it a try.

The first step was a little confusing to me. Basically you poke a bunch of holes in the pacifier to start with. I tried it as the instructions said, but must not have had a large enough needle to induce the desired effect. I ended up using a seam ripper to create tiny little slits in the end of the pacifier. That worked perfectly.

We've proceeded step by step through the program and are currently at the very last stage. Just as they said it would, Lorelai has drastically reduced her pacifier use. She has thrown away over 15 pacifiers. We only have ONE left! She's still unwilling to part with this pacifier, but we just keep trimming it down. At this point, all she really does is hold it in her hand. As you can see (below) there's not really much left for her to put in her mouth!



I took these photos last night before she went to bed, and before I shaved off another little bit! She hasn't wanted to throw this one away just yet, but I can't tell you the last time I've seen her with a pacifier in her mouth. And there have been NO tears! Not one! I can't endorse this website enough. If you find yourself facing the great pacifier dilemma, go with Bye Bye Binky. You won't be sorry.

And the best part? As we get ready to go for Lorelai's 3 year well check in another couple of months, I'm practicing my "smug parent" look. Yup, the one I'm going to give her when she asks about whether or not Lorelai is still using the pacifier. And I'll give her a look that clearly says you may wish to have a mental health evaluation because you're bat shit crazy. And I'll say, "Oh, Lorelai hasn't been using her pacifier for quite a while. She just decided she didn't want it anymore."

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Getting the hell "into" Dodge.

So I'm out in Dodge City, Kansas on a business trip. It is tourist trap heaven. And all I can think is how much I wish the kids were here to enjoy it. Everything I walk past, I laugh and think how much Lorelai would get a kick out of seeing it - like the pink cowgirl set at the gift shop which came complete with pink bandana, lasso, and pistol. I also envision her pointing and squealing at the giant bronze statue of a Longhorn each time I drive past it. And tonight when I watched an old-timey gunfight, I knew if she were here she'd be demanding we play "shoot out" for the rest of the week.



I may have to plan a family vacation out here sometime...


Tuesday, August 16, 2011

I don't know if I can love somebody else's kid.

I walked into my office suite at work today which I share with three other people. As I walked in I heard one of my officemates say, "I don't know if I can love somebody else's kid." My interest was peaked. I wasn't really sure what she was talking about, and honestly I don't know her very well. We've only shared our office space for about a month and since I mostly work from home, we're really just acquaintances. I didn't really want to over step any boundaries, but I felt compelled to say something. So I just said, "Sure you can," and went about my business.

It then became apparent at that moment that my new colleague was not aware that we had adopted our daughters. She inquired about my statement that "Sure you can." What did I mean? I explained that we had adopted both of my daughters, that biologically they were not my children, but that you could ask anyone in a 5,000 mile radius and they could tell you that I love those two little girls more than life itself.

My co-worker then began talking about how she had just found out that she may have an infertility issue. And so adoption is a route that they are discussing if the issue does turn out to be a problem for them conceiving. I immediately dove into to sharing with her all about our adoption experience and how wonderful it was and how amazing our kids and their birth families are. I'm sure I told her WAY more than she wanted to hear. I raved about how great open adoption is and the many reasons why she would want to go that route. And, of course, I joked about all the great things that come from adoption... no cankles over here! Labor pains were non-existent! Sure there were other things, like that stupid, stupid fire evacuation plan. And the overwhelming sense of anxiety over being picked by someone to parent their child. And then there's the money. And the stress. But hey! Don't all moms complain about money, stress, anxiety... sure! That just makes us all that more authentic! :) (I could have gone into the whole discussion about how they aren't someone else's kids, they're my kids, but I didn't feel like that was what was really necessary at the time. I remember being in her shoes and thinking similar things. My how things have changed!)

So really I just wanted to take a moment to say to everyone out there that yes, you can love somebody else's kid. And you can love them more than anything else in the world. And while it may not happen immediately, like in the movies - it will happen. Soon. And you'll wonder how life ever existed without them. I love and adore my kids. And I love how our adoption story has opened up so many new conversations for us with our friends and family - new and old.

Friday, August 12, 2011

The Naked Potty Queen

So in potty training news (because I know you're all dying to know)...

Lorelai has become 100% successful... as long as she's naked. If I let her run around naked all day long she won't have a single accident. However, if I put a pull-up on her and pants - it's all over. Not a chance that she'd be going to the potty. I like to think that this means we're on the home stretch. Maybe I can convince her to wear her underpants with her clothes sometime soon. Right now she thinks they can only be worn alone.

I am hopeful that at least one baby in this house will not need diapers changed much longer... I don't really remember what life was like before diapers. I've got to this that it will be awesome when they are no more!

First steps

Logan took her first steps on Wednesday! It was so exciting to watch. And what made it even more special was that she did it while C* was here visiting. It's like Logan had been holding out until it was time for her birth family to visit!

Since Wednesday she hasn't really walked any more. A time or two she looked at me and kind of bounced up and down like she was going to take a step, and then she bent down and crawled to me. Maybe she's just waiting on Jon to get home from his business trip. Or maybe C* just needs to come visit again. :)

Either way it's pretty cool. I am so happy I was there to see that. I'm sure it will be one of the oh-so-many firsts to come.


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

We have a new house!

So I'm happy to report that we have found a new house! As long as the home inspection goes well this weekend we'll be moving in over Labor Day weekend. We're so excited!

Time to get everything packed and ready to go. I think we're going to use this as an opportunity to do some intense cleaning out of our house. Goodwill will be so happy to see us coming!

Anyone have tips and tricks to share on moving with two little ones? I'm thinking of sending them off to the zoo with Grandma and Grandpa on the big day, but any tips on helping them adjust to their new home?

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