Little Buddy Brushes His Teeth And Other Miscellaneous Nonsense

Sounds kinda like a kids book title huh? I have been on an endless quest to teach LB to be able to do more for himself. Not everything but many things at this age and size children are truly able to do by themselves or with some help. I just seem to recall many people I knew in the past that did not do this and then when baby number two came it was a nightmare cause not only could their child not do basic things but they did not have any confidence that they could try to figure it out. What shocked me when I started doing this was how much so many other moms of two year old boys do exactly the opposite doing EVERYTHING for them still. Even cutting their food into tiny bits and one mom even stuffing food in her sons mouth saying that her child would eat virtually nothing if she didn't do that? Not Little Buddy. That's for sure he wins the good eater award in our family (just like mommy and daddy).

Here is a shot of him brushing his own teeth. Either of us still do the major brushing before or after he is done to ensure they are really clean. He also gets his own stool for the sink, can wash his own hands, puts his dirty clothes in the hamper, picks up EVERYTHING that he throws or shreds all over the floor. Now he has started sleeping in a big boy bed, clicking the buckle on his car seat, wiping his own nose (hopefully with kleenex) and has been feeding himself with a fork or spoon for almost a year already. I cannot fathom there are still kids the same age that do not use utensils yet. I'm not talking about developmentally delayed children just regular kids that we know. I am pretty bummed that he is still in diapers and probably still will be when the new baby comes. I am not pushing it, I don't believe that is very good. I am always asking him though. He can do it BUT the desire is not there yet.

Just starting to try to imagine holding a new baby again. Stressing about who will be coming which days to watch Little Buddy. Fearing ANOTHER c-section. Though I think, I have officially decided that I HATE and FEAR IV's more than being cut open. A plastic tube is just not meant to be shoved under anyone's skin. Oh and then there's the catheter. Good times for sure.

In the last month I have been in the hospital twice once for no movement for over 12 hours, then last week for horrible cramping which worsened with time and then the horrid lower back pain that I fondly remember from last time when I was in labor. That turned out to be an irritated uterus resulting from overdoing it, need of rest and MORE FRIGGIN' WATER. Sheesh, with the water already. I'm drowning here! THENNNNNNNNNNNN I had my glucose test and found out I was anemic. Good gravy, really? So all the yucky weird symptoms I have been having this pregnancy weren't in my head. As it turns out these are ALL symptoms of anemia: Vertigo, Exaggerated Swelling, Exhaustion, Depression & Anxiety, Restlessness or Inability To Sleep Well, Difficulty Swallowing, Lack Of Appetite. Oh and extreme PMS type emotions. Check, check, check, check, and check to all of them. Ain't pregnancy grand?

All I have to say is that is HASSSSSSSSSS to be a girl. I felt so fabulous with Little Buddy's pregnancy. It really feels that there is another force of female hormones from within. Now I must wrap it up cause it's time for Little Buddy's bath. Please do not forget to vote in my baby poll. Thanks for listening.