Musings on my babies...

* Do you realize how much human waste - poop and pee - I go through? I wonder how many pounds of human excrement I go through in a week with two kids in diapers. We're talking trash bags so heavy because all the dirty diapers I almost can't lift it up and it's trying to rip through my ForceFlex trash bags??? If I'm to believe TV, those bags are supposed to be able to hold an entire piano and a charging elephant - yet they can't hold up to the weight of my kids' poop... Wow.

* I am so much more able to clean up and organize my kids' rooms and their stuff than I am my own... I wonder why that is?

* Why is it that I feel bad for spanking my kid for hitting, biting, scratching, or in some other fashion hurting me??

* My two year old is a Tasmanian devil of destruction and debris... He leaves a trail of disaster everywhere he goes... Balls and books and Cheerios and crumbs and cups and cars and bikes and blankets and clothes and broken crayons and torn paper and crayon wrappers and empty snack bags and mushed poptarts and shoes and socks and cereal boxes and spoons and water puddles and spilled milk and exploded Dr Pepper cans and empty bags where he's dumped out the contents and empty boxes and measuring cups and funnels and plastic ware (that WAS clean) and half eaten waffles and weed eaters he's dragged in from the garage and DVDs and Humira demonstration kits pulled apart and Walmart sacks and mail and the little people that go in his toys and blocks and toy tools and real tools and measuring tapes and drums and drum sticks and harmonicas and maracas and tambourines and the plastic buckets SUPPOSED to be holding his toys and flash cards and a dumped out box of alcohol swabs and stepping stools and toy vacuums and toy Little Tykes planes, buses, and fire trucks and dump trucks and noisy push button toys and stickers and markers and paper plates and toys from kids meals and spray bottles and sombreros and packing materials and old keys and..... it goes on and on... Anything that can be made messy WILL be....

* I really have given up on changing my clothes EVERY time something gross or disgusting gets on them....

* To a toddler medicine really does look like candy...

* It's amazing that my two year old knows what's about to happen in his favorite movies... He's so clever!

* I've come to understand that my 3 month old has very specific likes and dislikes... He can't stand needing to burp and not being able to get it out. He doesn't like wet or dirty diapers. He actually likes having his diaper changed. He can be hollering and carrying on, but once he's on the changing table and you're undoing his clothes and opening that diaper, he's all smiles and coo's 'cause he's getting a clean diaper.. He detests getting hot or overheated. On the flip side, having sun in his face will startle him out of whatever fussiness he's currently on... Or a change in temperature (taking him outside and feeling the cool air).. Keep a pacifier in his mouth and no matter how hard he's screaming, if you have him in a car and you start driving, he almost always passes out... Holding him close to your body, a pacifier snugly in place, and swaying, bouncing or rocking and continuously patting his back and he's out like a flipped switch.... To me it's cool that I know these things about a little tiny human who can't even talk...

* I'm a much better Mommy when I get enough sleep.

* I am able to sprint if my kid's in danger (i.e. running away from me in a parking lot) whereas I can hardly get above a long strided walk under normal circumstances.

* I can talk all day for days on end about how awesome my kids are.

* I don't pass blame when my kid's acting out. I know he's not perfect and if someone tells me he's been bad, I won't make excuses for him without it being warranted. If I'm told he hit another kid, I don't ask what the other kid did, because it doesn't matter - he shouldn't be hitting...

* I adore than my two year old is affectionate. He has to give hugs and kisses before he can leave anywhere (if someone doesn't want to be kissed on the mouth, they'd better offer their cheek! hehe) and he does so with much enthusiasm... He's precious when he wants to be!

Jennifer Glass
2-3-09