A Bug's World

Things Done right

Lately, I've been sort of feeling like a lousy mom. Between the potty trianing, and not having any patience, and just generally feeling rather low, I sometimes forget to look at all the good things. And sometimes, reading other "mommy blogs", I can't help but compare my Bug to other's children. But really she is doing very well and David and I really are doing a better job with her than I let myself acknowledge. So here are few things that I have thought of that make me think that David and I have done at least something right with her :

1. She is usually polite. She says please and thank you and bless you.
2. She's usually very happy. She laughs and giggles and smiles quite a bit. Oh, and you should hear her play in the tub.
3. She likes to read her books and be read too.
4. She can play by herself and be very happy.
5. She uses her imagination and doesn't always need loads of toys.
6. She mothers and comforts her stuffed animals.
7. She gives hugs and kisses and will tell me not to be sad or not to cry.
8. She can tuck herself into bed when she gets tired.
9. She can put on her own shoes and pick out clothes she wants to wear.
10. She tells me she loves me without any promting and for no reason.

Yeah, she's a pretty great little kid and she is growing up just fine despite my worries or concerns.

Pretty Princess

My lovely daughter has hit up on a new behavior that I can only assume is genetic in all girls. I say this, because I sure as heck didn't teach it to her! She has decide that she is indeed a Pretty Princess. A Pretty Princess who twirls and spins and can only wear skirts and dresses. My child?? And she has also discovered her own glory in the mirror. A couple of weeks ago she picked up a hand mirror, patted her hair an said, "Papa, I'm pretty!". Yeah, self esteem is not ever going to be an issue with this chickie. Oh, and the great thing is all I have to do to be a pretty princess myself is to wear a skirt. Presto! She even tells me that I'm a pretty princess.

However, twirls and spins and bows aside, apparently Pretty Princess Bug-a-boo does not yet care about the potty or worry about going pee on her princess panties. So, we have set the potty training aside for a few weeks hoping that maybe she will be more ready later and that I will be able to do it withthe calm loving compassion on the potty training books suggest. It will happen. (If i say it and pray it and beg for it, maybe?)

In pregnancy news, I am now at 16 weeks and five days with an official due date of Jan 28, 2007. So far so good.

Adventures in Potty Training

I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have approached the whole potty training thing with the wrong attitude. I was so excited at about 18 months, thinking I could do this, it would be easy, just a blink of the eye and it would be done. But between various trips, emotional blahs, and just life in general, it just didn't happen. And I think I misssed the prime time for her; not following up and pushing it when she seemed to have an interest and desire. So, here we are are, quickly approaching birthday number three and she is still in pull ups. I know, I know, we should have skipped pull ups all together and gone straight to panties. But gosh darnit, they are just so easy. However, I let them just be used like diapers and did not take advantage of the "Like underwear" advantages.

Yes, I am in a berating myself for my child's behavior sort of mood. Luckily, I am confining it just to the potty wars, not all of her undesirable behaviors ( of which i try not to speak).

For the last three days I have done away with the pull ups except for night time sleeping. She has gotten to the point where she does go sit on the potty pretty consistently when I ask. But the actual action of elimination into the toilet...not so good. But I am going to stick to it. I must, I must. I can not bear the thought of having two in diapers at the same time, let alone that she will have to stay in the 2 year old room at daycare until she is trained.

As I said at the begining I approached this with the wrong attitude. I approached it with forboding, and dread and sure enough all those worries nd fears are coming to pass. Talk about self fulfilling prophecy.

Sigh. Have to do the laundry before the smell overwhelms the house.