Cracked Fingers and Poopies
Well, how is that for a title.
Geesh, I have been horrid at updating. I used to have a blog I updated daily, and sometimes three times in a day when I was having a hard time or too many different topics to cover. Maybe I was newly single AND didn't have a kid then. Could be!!
Well, I have been googling solutions to cracked fingers: mine keep cracking at the edges, what is that called? The cuticles? Where you get hangnails. Cracked enough to feel like pins being stuck into my fingers when I hold a pen or pick anything up, and bleeding when I write with a pen. Sheesh. Well, it seems like I have covered some of the common bases: putting on lotion all the time, slathering my hands with something before I go to bed, even putting polysporin on the crack and putting a bandaid (works well) overnight. I haven't yet tried Bag Balm (my friend gave me some at her place, but it felt so greasy, I wouldn't use it during the day), glueing the cracks with crazyglue or using this product called New Skin. Ahhh, he'll eventually grow up and I'll wash my hands less eh? I mean really, between meals, diapers, laundry, washing out potty...
Anyways, the potty is going great! Tonight he was sitting playing playdoh at the table after supper, strapped into his booster chair and actually managed to signal "potty!" (ASL shaking the T sign) in time for me to get him down, take off the pants and go on the pot! yay!!! The earlier one today though we had a wee problem. He ran, sat down, was doing his thing, and then I dropped some stuff in the kitchen (just lids to empty plastic containers). But he had to shout Ohoh! and RUSH off the potty to "help" me pick them up... not waiting for the poop to actually FALL into the potty... it ended up falling off his butt about a foot in front of the potty onto the floor as he leapt off it to "help". Sheesh. Now that is pushing "gentlemanly" too far. Really. Finish on the potty before helping mama.
I think I am finally getting into a bit of a groove. I felt I was before Christmas and then with Christmas and the snow (snowsuits, dragging sleds and dogs, mittens, boots, slogging through slush and snowdrifts) I was getting REALLY short on patience, and hated myself for it. And just not motivated to get up or do anything fun. But now things are getting into a groove, and I am managing to do the day to day, AND get things done like my quarterly tax report, my tenant's tax return papers, and contract work. Somehow I've managed to be ahead of schedule on all those things. Perhaps fear of getting behind.
Small son is now doing gymnastics on Monday mornings, mandarin on Tuesday mornings, then Thurs or Friday we do a playdate with a mama and adopted kid his age (one of several mama/kid combos). This week he also has a dental appointment, and next week a vaccine appointment and an ENT appointment. So it fills up pretty quickly. In Feb he is going to start swim classes on Wed late afternoon. I felt things were on a good enough schedule to put another regular class.
No idea with this schedule how I'd put him in daycare. I mean, we'd have to cancel everything else. Gym, swimming, playdates, mandarin, and how do you fit in the doctor's appointments?
Well, since I don't HAVE a daycare lined up, no conflict! And really, I AM getting work done. Even with the kid fulltime. Of course I haven't had any major building hassles lately (no roof falling in, plumbing disasters etc) so that gives me a lot of extra time! And it is funny how much more time you have once you are FINISHED getting ready to adopt, what with the paperwork, the setting up of the room, buying baby gear, planning the trip etc. Things are so SETTLED and normal!
OK, back to work for another hour before bedtime. Toddler gymnastics in the morning!
