30 minute increments

That's how my weekend was spent--30 minute increments. Well, we gradually worked up to hour increments, but still, that takes a toll on a weekend when most of your time is spent in a bathroom (with a 2 year old, people). But things are going great! Logan stays dry all day, except the pooping thing, but even naps are dry. He goes potty every time the timer goes off, which is now every hour. That 30 minute thing was a beating. By the time we got off the potty it seemed like it was time to go back. At least now he is able to produce. He got Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs on Saturday for filling up his potty chart and is now working toward earning Up, which I am sure he'll have in the next couple days.

I have tomorrow off to see about Logan's gray tooth. He fell on Christmas night and hit the coffee table. All looked okay, barely any blood, so I thought he was fine despite the horrific sound it made when he actually hit the coffee table. A couple days later I noticed some bruising on his gums, but the kid was biting into a whole apple with no trouble, so again, I thought we were in the clear. A week or so later I noticed him not wanting to chew with his front teeth and started noticing some discoloration. So, yeah, the tooth is probably dying. Guess we ought to go see about that. This is the same tooth he has chipped and fallen on before, so obviously Logan and this tooth were not meant to be.

We also will be going to my doctor tomorrow, which is always fun. I have taken Logan with me before and he does great except for all the questions--

"Mommy, why are your pants off?"
"Put your shoes on."
"Mommy, where's your penis?"
"Where's the doctor?"
"What's that?"

Fun stuff. Starting month 4 of meds and I'm sure he'll suggest injections, but I am just not going to pay out of pocket for injections. I'll keep doing what we've been doing, but I am not going to take us to the poor house to have another baby. I've been blessed once, I don't need to push it. It will happen if it is meant to. Kind of sucks that I am at that point, but I know how lucky I am to have one child. Sure, I would LOVE to have another one and I don't even want to think about never being pregnant again, so I am choosing to stay positive and have faith that whatever will be will be.

I will update tomorrow. I am sure there will be some stories to tell from his dentist visit and my doctor visit. Wish me luck.

Potty-Training isn't a beating after all...

or maybe I'm just doing it wrong. We have been doing the timed thing since Thursday (take him every 30-45 minutes). He usually is able to go potty at least a little bit and has only had 3 or 4 accidents since Thursday (not counting nap or nighttime--or poop, but that will be later, I am sure). But this is with us telling him to go every 30-45 minutes. Does this suddenly change over to him telling us he needs to go? Cause he has yet to do that. He will tell us right after he goes since he feels it now, but that's as far as we've gotten. I'm already growing tired of the 'every 30 minutes' thing and I am trying to stretch it to 45, which has gone pretty well. When he can't go, he says "There's no tee-tee in my penis." So cute, this kid.

He's so dang cute in his little underwear, too. I bought him some boxer briefs, but I haven't put those on him yet. I know those will be adorable.

He's very excited about going potty right now, which is a change from a couple months ago when he was just completely content in his diaper. When he fills up his potty sticker chart (which will happen today, I am sure) he was told he gets a movie. He chose "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs." My preference was "Up" but I am sure we will be starting another potty chart when this one is filled.

Now, he really is growing up and I need another baby, stat!

Are you sure, Mommy?

We went to a dog-themed birthday party this morning and on the way home Logan was pretending to eat out of the dog bowl he got at the party and he said he was a doggy and proceeded to bark. The conversation went as follows:

L: I'm a dog, Mommy.
Me: Really?
L: Yes, woof, woof. Are you a dog, Mommy?
Me: No, I'm not a dog.
L: Are you sure, Mommy?
Me: Yes, I'm sure.
L: (Puts bowl on head) Well, I'm a hat dog, Mommy!

I'm sticking to it...sort of

So, I did it. I woke up Monday morning at 5:20 and was on the treadmill by 5:30! During my 30 minute walk I learned something, though--don't close/rub your eyes while you're supposed to be walking. You will forget to walk and, therefore, roll back with the treadmill and fall. And your husband in bed next to the treadmill will watch it happening and not give you a heads up. Luckily, I caught myself on the nightstand and didn't completely bust, but yeah, not my greatest moment.

I woke up Tuesday as well and walked for 30 minutes again. But I have heard that exercising in the morning gives you more energy throughout the day. Not so much for me. I am not a fan of waking up at 5:20 and it shows. I am still yawning all day long and exhausted when I get home. What it does make me, though, is HUNGRY. I used to not get hungry between breakfast and lunch and now I can barely make it to 10 am without my stomach talking to me.

As for Wednesday, I completely overslept. I guessed I was so tired that I reached over and hit my phone when the alarm went off and instead of hitting snooze, it turned off. Oops. Sort of. It sure was nice to sleep in.

We'll see about tomorrow. It's gonna be awfully cold and I just don't see myself getting out from under my warm covers any earlier than I have to. Ugh! See, I am talking myself out of this exercising thing already! What is my deal?

In other news, I'll know in about 5 days if I am pregnant or not. I hope it worked this month, but I'm not getting my hopes up. But that sure would explain my hunger, fatigue, and complete absent-mindedness lately...

Back to Life, Back to Reality...

I am really not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. The breaks are awesome, but they make going back really hard. I have loved sleeping in with Logan, getting stuff done around the house, playing with Logan (at least not being too tired to do so), and having family over several nights--which doesn't happen when I am working.

Going back to work also means I am supposed to start Resolution #2--walking on the dang treadmill 5 days/week. Ugh. I know I need to do it. Part of going back to work means finding things to wear and I hate (HATE) the way clothes fit right now and how horrible I look in them. So, I bought new tennis shoes yesterday with the purpose of using them starting Monday morning. I'm gonna do this...

So now I have to try to stretch this last day of my break out as long as I can and then start the countdown to Spring Break (mid-March). After Spring Break is TAKS month (April), which goes pretty fast and then May is here and that is usually very relaxed (since TAKS is over) and then SUMMER! So, we're on the downhill slope. Sad, huh?

I'm REALLY bad at this!

So, it's been over 6 months since I updated this thing. I just don't know that people really care about reading about our mundane life. Sure, Logan cracks us up, but I don't know if people really want to read about what my kid does. But, anyway, I'm going to try to update more often, for memories if nothing else. I was going to resolve to update every day, but then I realized that wouldn't last long, so I'll just say I'll do it more often. That sounds do-able and not at all committal. :)

The last 6 months have brought some changes, not major ones, but changes nonetheless. Logan is growing like a weed and talking up a storm--I think he just likes to hear himself talk at times. We can have full-on conversations with him and understand almost everything he says. He is very much a boy--loves to play with cars and is interested in just about every sport. I think he's pretty smart, too, but I guess all parents think that way of their kids. He knows most of the letters of the alphabet and can recognize some numbers up to 10 (all of this depending on his mood, of course). We can't tell yet if he is going to be right-handed or left-handed, but he definitely kicks and bats left, which Chris is excited about. We'll see. There is discussion of Blast Ball this Spring, but I only want him to do it if Chris or Uncle Ryan coaches.

The potty-training thing that was started over the summer has kind of taken a back-burner. He will go if we put him on the potty, but he doesn't tell us when he's wet or even when he's poopy (unless we ask) so I figure I'm not going to push it. He'll let us know when he's ready. He's starting to hide and get embarrassed about it, though, so maybe it won't be much longer. He did tell us he was ready for a big boy bed, though, so Chris took down one of the rails of his crib and he slept in it for several days without a problem. Well, except we discovered he sleepwalks like Uncle Ryan. We would find him behind his rocking chair, in the middle of his room, walking into walls (in his room), etc. He would wake up crying and not know how he got there. So, we put the rail back up until we can get him a big bed with rails. He just wasn't sleeping well and neither were we.

We also started trying (really trying) to get pregnant this past summer, but it has not been so easy. Logan was a complete, COMPLETE fluke. Both doctors I have seen have confirmed that. I've tried 2 different meds with no luck. If it doesn't work this month, then my dr. wants to get more aggressive with injections. I really hope it works this month so we don't have to go that route. I just keep second-guessing myself. Logan happened at what seemed like a bad time (I didn't have a job) but it worked out perfectly. So, maybe there's a reason I am not getting pregnant right now. Maybe the timing is just not right. I would really like to be able to stay home once I have a 2nd child, so maybe God is just trying to tell me that wouldn't be possible if I got pregnant right now. We shall see, I guess.

My 2nd resolution is to walk on my treadmill 5 days a week. I got a free one from a lady at work and it has just been sitting in my bedroom, only getting used 2 or 3 times since last April. Pathetic, I know. So, I figure, if I can lose some weight and be happier with myself, maybe everything else will fall into place. Now, I just have to convince myself to get up at 5:15 am every morning, starting this Monday...

My 3rd resolution is to find a local church so that we can get involved and Logan can go to Sunday School and VBS like I did as a child. Chris and I used to go to church out in Weatherford when we were dating and first married, but it was a long drive and VERY Baptist, which is not a bad thing, just not our thing. I want to find a small church with lots of young families. My best friend Lindsey goes to a small Methodist church, so we might try that one first.

Sorry this was so long, but I had to catch up. Once I start posting more often, they won't have to be this long!