Remember this post from June? No? Well, the birds have seemingly moved away from the trees outside of our window for their morning songfests. We do hear them occasionally, but that’s better than every.stinkin’.morning at 6 AM!
Are you ready to hear how we did it?
Meet Hootie and Owly:
These are the birds that protect our sleep from the other birds that like to sing in the morning! Owly and Hootie do NOT like singing birds and are standing tall to prevent them from singing in the morning. Way to go, guys!!!!!
A special thanks goes out to Grampy and Daddy Fussybuckets. Thanks, Grampy, for loaning us Hootie, and thanks to Daddy for a great idea!!!!
I had the awesome opportunity to review the Toy Bin Labels from Lovable Labels! These were JUST what our playroom needed to get and STAY organized. They are already helping Captain Fussybuckets remember where stuff goes when it’s time to clean up.
The set came with 64 premade labels and 16 blank labels!
Lovable Labels has an awesome assortment of labels! Clothing labels, bag tags, household labels, stationery, medical & vital ID wristbands, allergy & medical alert labels just to name a few! I also really, really love these super cute Toddler Toes that you place inside your child’s shoes. They help your little one to recognize left and right, and it has your address and phone number in a discreet place in case of emergency!
Lovable Labels was founded by a mom who had a NEED for these amazing labels, so she KNOWS what kids and parents want and need! All of the labels and products are durable! Their labels are waterproof, dishwasher and microwave safe, washer and dryer safe, sun safe, bleach safe, sunscreen safe and temperature safe! I think they have it covered!!
Visit www.LovableLabels.ca or call 1-866-327-LOVE today to place your order!
In what ways do you love to use labels?
*Disclosure: The products in this review were provided to me free of cost for the purpose of conducting this review. All opinions expressed in this review are my very own and are not influenced by monetary compensation!
Everyone knows about “The Mommy Wars.” You know, formula vs. breastfeeding, disposables vs. cloth diapers, to vaccinate or not to vaccinate, everyone has their opinions on how their baby should be raised and it’s only normal that everyone is different. I have my opinions and if you don’t agree with them, great. But that’s not what this post is about. It’s about the Stepford Moms who act like their life and kids are perfect, even when they’re not. It makes me livid when parents act like everything is hunky dory with their kids allllll of the time, always has been, always will be. You know….when you deliver your baby early, naturally, pushed for only five minutes on the precise day you wanted your child’s birthday to be, and then the baby sleeps through the night at 2 days, breastfeeding was successful from the start, never cries unless he/she is hungry, never gets sick, or when he/she does, never fusses, rolls over both ways by 1 week, stands unassisted at 6 months (ha!), never goes through the “terrible twos,” potty trains by 12 months…. blah blah blah blah BLAH!
I don’t know why people find it necessary to lie about their kids, when after awhile you KNOW it’s a lie.
This is more common in online mommy forums and women talking about their kids who were babies 50 years ago….but it still happens amongst friends, in smaller doses today.
You know how moms are, we naturally want to compare our kids to make sure they’re “on track” with their peers. I’m guilty of it, too. But kids are different. One kid who walks at 9 months may not have the vocabulary at 2 years that the kid who waited until 18 months to walk has. Or the child who has a speech disorder may be better at complex thinking than a child who talked at 10 months. (This is all being hypothetical, of course, not my scientific research.)
All I’m saying is, be REAL when you talk about your kids. Sure, your kid slept through the night early on, but don’t forget to mention that his/her bedroom was upstairs and you put him/her in the crib at 7 PM and didn’t go get him/her until 6 AM! Or if you breastfed until your baby was 2, don’t forget to mention that you went through a rough start when your baby kept getting thrush and you thought you wouldn’t make it. The trials we endure sometimes encourage others to keep going or gives strength to the sleepless!
I don’t know, maybe things ARE perfect for some people. I’m not calling people liars here, I’m just asking mommies everywhere to yes, brag about your little one, but throw in some truths and struggles there, too. Because I guarantee that’s what other mommies will identify with, not that your kids started walking at the same age or when their first tooth came in!
Just be real!
Here, I’ll start. Captain Fussybuckets did not sleep through the night until he was 18 months old. He had to have a bottle at 3 AM every morning from 12-18 months, and sometimes at other times during the night. It was the only way he could go to sleep. (bad habit created by Mommy, maybe, but you gotta do what you gotta do when your son hates rocking and hates the pacifier!) BUT he’s always been an on-the-go kid who walked at an early age!
Baby D started sleeping through the night early on. I don’t even remember when it was because I refused to believe it was true. BUT he’s always been a horrible napper and takes the paci and sleeps on his tummy!
So there you go. I can be honest. I don’t want people to believe our family is perfect because well, that’s a lot to live up to and I refuse to try!
We woke up to a wet ground this morning and soon after….rain. Real, wet rain! Captain Fussybuckets got his umbrella and went dancing in the rain. We’ve been waiting for soooo long for rain and he’s been down in the dumps with this strep for days now, so this was a chance to celebrate two things: RAIN and a little boy that seems to be getting better. He hasn’t complained of a sore throat since about 4 AM (knock on wood!)
Thank you, Lord, for the rain and for giving our little boy some comfort!
I should have never hoped for rain. Because it’s pouring at our house!!! Okay, not really, there is no rain, but it’s hard to maintain a positive attitude today.
You see, Baby D had a fever and ear infection Friday and Saturday and is recovering now. Monday, Daddy got sick, had a fever and was bedridden for over 24 hours. Then, Tuesday, Captain Fussybuckets developed a high fever. I took him to the doctor and it was determined that he has strep. So, that’s probably what Daddy had, as well.
Now, ear infections stink. But they’re no where in the league of strep. I had NO idea how awful strep is. A two year old with strep? Miserable doesn’t even come close to describing it. Tuesday night, he was waking up crying every hour. Finally at 3:45, I told Daddy to go to his bed and bring Fussybuckets into ours so one of us could get some sleep. Last night even coming close to his bed caused a fit, so I went to bed with him in our bed at 9:30. Thank goodness, because he was up every hour, or more often, again last night.
The worst part is that there is NO consoling a child with a sore throat. He doesn’t understand why he’s feeling the way he does, there is nothing in this world that can take his pain away except for time. Sure, Motrin, Tylenol, Chloraseptic all take away a little of the pain, and antibiotics work (hopefully) over time, but we, as parents, just feel completely helpless. He’s still completely miserable and has eaten very little over the past few days, and slept very little, too. Add that all up and it’s one cranky little dude. He did manage to eat two cheese slices today, and is drinking water, but other than that, he wants to eat, he’s hungry, but everything makes his “throat burn.” He’s frustrated, we’re frustrated, we’re all cranky and miserable. Daddy is feeling better, so he’s working, but it’s hard for him to do anything work related because he’s worried about his family.
To make matters worse, and yes, this is just me complaining at this point, but there’s a water leak in our neighborhood so the water has been out for 2 hours. How’s that for icing on the cake? Try completely knocking out the germs with no running water!
I keep reminding myself that things COULD be worse. I could still get sick and be completely incapable of taking care of my kids. I’m not out of the woods yet. So, if you’re the praying kind, please say a quick prayer that I don’t get sick.
Thanks for listening to me whine!
One more thing….we woke up this morning to this on our back porch:
Cute, right? Granted, it did make Captain Fussybuckets smile, which the smiles have been VERY few and far between these past few days. But, this momma got a little annoyed because a) I’m allergic to cats and b) that’s a sandbox they’re sitting next to. The lid is on, but of course I’m freaking out that they’re using the sand as a litter box! arggggh! Oh well. I’ll try to be nice to these kitties. But I am NOT feeding them!
We have this cute baby calendar that has saved my sanity. I knew I wouldn’t keep up with a baby book, so I never bought one. Calendars are the way to go! And this one that we have from Current is perfect! It has the perfect amount of stickers in the back to mark all of the milestones throughout the year.
My problem, however, (and I know that to label it a “problem” is sooo dramatic…) but my problem is that I never know when to “sticker” the milestone. Take Baby D. He’s getting up on all fours and moving forward. There’s a label for “begins to creep” but it’s more than creeping. He’s lunging himself forward to get whatever he wants, but not crawling around the house like a man on a mission (yet.) Do I wait until it’s a full on crawl or do I put the sticker on today because he IS “beginning” to crawl. ????
So what do you do? If you have a baby book or calendar, when do you write the milestones down??
Here’s a list of 5 things my lovely 2 year old has said in the past couple of weeks that made me cringe:
1. “Mommy! I holding the baby!!!”
2. “Here’s your compuuuuuuuuuter, Mommy!!!!”
3. “Look at my cool, cool, cool trick!” (thanks, “Yo Gabba Gabba”)
4. “I got a little tee tee on the floor.” (because “a little” ALWAYS translates to “A LOT!”)
5. “uh oh!” “oh no!” or “It’s okay!!! I’m gonna fix it!!” (these words can never, ever, EVER be good. EVER.)
|look at that sweet, innocent (and out of focus) face!!!|
When my dear husband and I were on our honeymoon in Playa del Carmen, he picked up this …. thingamajig. He thought he’d love to keep his keys and stuff in it. Okay, good idea!
But wow. This thing is annoying. (I love you honey!) Anytime he comes home, leaves, or gets his keys to get into the car….this loud noise echoes through the house. The good news: I always know when he’s going somewhere and he’ll never be able to sneak out. The bad news: loud noise, anxiety about waking up the kids, loud noise….and uh….yeah, loud noise….even when he’s trying to be quiet.
So…if anyone is interested in this random thingamajig, make an offer. I’ll even ship it for free.
p.s. JUST kidding. I would never take such a prized possession away from the husband. :o)
Remember this post? Who Made The Breakfast Rules, Anyway? Well, keep that in mind while you’re reading!!
I know many people know and love Monkey Bread. I, however, did not know about this (or had forgotten) until I was looking for a special Christmas recipe a couple of years ago. This recipe is right up my alley…simple, sugary, and YUMMY! When we worked at the children’s home, this recipe was a HUGE hit. Even the time that it didn’t get cooked all the way through in time for breakfast….the boys actually picked it apart and ate the cooked part and left the doughy part. YUCK, but oh well! They preferred something that didn’t look fabulous to cereal, I guess!
Anyway, so I started making monkey bread and Captain Fussybuckets LOOOOOVED it. And it was a good go-to “I don’t feel like eating anything” food during my pregnancy with Baby D, as well.
I only used 2 cans of biscuits since my mom doesn’t care for Monkey Bread and I’m still trying to watch the carbs…sort of…..I used one loaf pan, but it would NOT have held more than 2 cans of biscuits. I don’t have the recommended pan, so I like to use loaf pans with 2 cans per pan.
Now, without further delay…the recipe!
|shaking the biscuits in cinnamon and sugar|
|stirring the butter and sugar mixture|
|the cinnamon/sugar coated biscuits, before the butter mix is poured on top!|
The other day, I was blog surfing and I came upon this link: “Deal”icious Mom: Ocean In A Bottle Craft. How awesome! Captain Fussybuckets has been asking to go to the beach, so I thought that this would be the perfect Mommy-Son while Baby D is sleeping craft! I saved a sports drink bottle, found some Baby Oil in the cabinet, and we went in search of shells and cool rocks outside. I knew that there were two snail shells in the front garden, because CF always picks them out and wants to “go check on them.” Then, we got some sandy-dirt, and I thought “eh, it’ll work.” WRONG.
First fail: USE SAND!
I totally scrapped the first bottle because it was just dirty water. Clearly NOT sand.
So, I decided to make it without sand. (we seriously have no sand!)
I measured out the water, put food coloring in it, put the baby oil in, CF put the snail shells in…and I sealed it up with hot glue.
Second fail: do NOT use snail shells. They float and do not sink to the bottom. Lovely. And they kinda gross me out, to tell you the truth.
Oh well. The Captain is 2 1/2 and he’s still amused by how the oil and water separate. I tell him it looks like the ocean and he believes me. Whatever works. ha! At least it was a fun little activity.
Not So Crafty Mommy