Mama, Max, and Papa - July 2015

In an effort to remember the details of our lives during Max's third year,

I'm documenting some of our favorites each month. 

 

Here is what Mama, Max (26 months), and Papa were into during July 2015.

 

DRINKING:  Iced, tall, skinny mocha (with whip)/ water from his water bottle/ Diet Coke

 



WEARING:  stacking bracelets/ Thomas Train hat/ uniform shirts

 

GROWING:  coneflowers/ his painting skills/ succulents

READING: Glitter and Glue/ Chengdu/ Red Prophet

 

EATING:  Multigrain Tortilla chips/ Yogurt Pouches/ cookies

 

LOVING:  roll on perfume/ elephant backpack for carrying trains/ sleep

 

WORKING ON:  braiding my bangs/ potty training/ organizing the basement

 

This month was all about potty training and sleep regression.

The potty training went surprisingly well and was so much less dramatic than

I thought it would be (please Lord let it be like this when we have to get rid

of the paci too).  But basically, we just followed the lead of Max's teacher.

She said he seemed ready, so we went to Target and picked out some undies.

The first three days were filled with multiple accidents and holding our

breath every time we went somewhere.  But, after he felt the uncomfortableness

of having wet underwear it sort of all clicked.  The hardest part was how much this

wrecked his sleep.  I don't know if this is because he was making such a big

mental leap and was processing it all but - man - lots of night wakings

and harder bedtimes. He wanted nothing to do with wearing the diaper at night

either and it seemed to just confuse him.  So, he would also wake to tell us multiple times

a night to say that he needed to go potty.  Fine - but then, he started to use going potty as an excuse

for not going to bed. Argh! Papa Rob usually deals with these shenanigans because

it frustrates the crap out of me. And it must literally frustrate the crap out of Max because

it seems he saves one final poop for the evening and it takes the longest.

At this point he wears underwear all night, has only wet the bed twice,

and is down to about one night waking.  This is doable because he goes back to bed

quickly and without argument (usually).

 

Can I just also add - that I picked up that book Glitter and Glue

because a blogger I like a lot recommended it.  And, it packed a big punch.

I cannot recommend it enough to mothers, sister, daughters, anyone that is

raising a small child :)  There is a quote from the book that goes,

"And it occurs to me that maybe the reason my mother was so

exhausted all the time wasn't because she was doing so much,

but because she was feeling so much".

This could not be more true - each day of Max's life brings

ALL THE FEELINGS.  Like how on earth is he potty trained?

Wasn't he just swaddled in my arms?  When did he learn that word?

Or better, what if he needs his paci forever? ha!

Basically it just made me appreciate my own parents

and the enormous amount of love that goes into

raising a tiny human.

 

Xoxo