Saturday, September 28, 2013
time passes
I am sitting here at the hairdresser under the dryer and typing this post from my phone, so please excuse random commas or other strange happenings.
Wow, its been 2 months since my last post. I've had a lot to say in that time, but little time to do so.
Our renters moved out of our rental house back in T town, and I spent about 7 or so days helping get it move in ready. Our new renters moved in, leaving us only a week of no rent thankfully. We just spent last,week replacing the roof on the garage. I'm so over dumping money into that house.
We are starting to look for a house to buy in the CLE, even though we are still both a little buy shy. Add to it our job worries.... But we can't keep renting at these outrageous rent prices. So I think we are going,to buy a duplex and move my parents into the other side. They need to get out of the day to day homeowner activites. But they probably can't sell, so suddenly,there's another rental property that we'll be helping,with. Sigh.
I'll do a whole nother post on,our jobs. I'm safe (as the breadwinner), but there's a lot going on and I'm seriously thinking after 14 years it may be time to move on.
Goose broke through his first tooth 2 Weeks ago. I kept saying he was teething but no one believed me. He doesn't sleep the best anymore, but I just keep reminding myself that this too shall pass, and it's not as bad as bug was.
Aaaand my hairs done so off I go!
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Six Months and 3 years
I can't believe how much my babies are growing up.
Goose turned 6 months old 10 days ago.
Bug will be 3 years old in 7 days.
I love watching everything new that they do each day, but each milestone is bittersweet, as I know I'm watching some of these things happen for the last time in my life as there will be no more babies.
I don't tend to do these types of posts, but I want to put it out there, to remind myself of what these guys were doing at these ages.
Goose has been sitting up unsupported for almost 2 months now. He started rolling over a few weeks before that. Now he rolls this way and that and just wants to move move move. I suspect he'll be crawling before we know it. We started him on solids about 2 weeks ago. We are going the route of Baby Led Weaning (I wanted to do this with Bug, but it didn't work for her). So far it seems to be working for Goose. he's had Avocado, Broccoli, Sweet Potatoes and Green Beans. He's getting better and better at grabbing the food off his tray and getting it to his mouth. And he's actually eating food, he's not just making a big old mess (but yes, he is doing that too :-))
He was my good sleeper, but about 6 weeks ago he caught a cold and hasn't slept worth crap since then. He suddenly can't fall asleep on his own, and wakes up anywhere between 2 and 4 times a night. It's brutal, which is funny considering Bug was SO MUCH WORSE. We're working on it, but I am doing my best to recognize that it may also be a mix of that cold as well as all the new stuff that's going on (see paragraph above).
He's a happy little boy, smiling and giggling on a regular basis. He loves his big sister, especially grabbing her hair ha ha.
As of yesterday he weighed 17 pounds 4 ounces and was 28 inches long. He is still medicated for his reflux twice a day, and absolutely still spits up massive amounts. I'm hoping another few weeks or so of solids will help that out more.
Bug, oh bug. She's awesome, but very much a 3 year old. So a month or so ago she suddenly decided that she was interested in potty training. She's been doing pretty good, but still has lots of accidents, especially if she's in a pull up. So I try to keep her mostly in underwear, but that's not always feasible. She hasn't really pooped in the potty, and public toilets seem to scare the living daylights out of her, and even if she has to pee it ends up turning into meltdown screaming central. But she's working on it, and we are trying to make a big deal out of it when she does go in the potty, but not make her feel bad when she doesn't (while still trying to explain why it's better to go in the potty). It's a strange line to walk, that's for sure.
She's been doing good in speech therapy and has a LOT more words. There's still many that people would never understand that we (usually) do. But she's getting there. We continue to teach her some sign language as well, just to help her skills. Every sign we teach her the word with too, so many of them she will do both (cookie anyone?). Some she just struggles with the word so much so it's nice to have the sign so that we can figure out what she is trying to talk about.
She's in the terrible 3's for sure, she throws some pretty major fits at times. But they are actually more tolerable (most times) than the tantrums she threw at 2. I think that a lot of that is because of her ability to communicate now that wasn't there before.
She loves Octonots on TV, and it's not beyond me to let her watch it just so that I can manage to get both kids ready for bed. Especially when K is working. This is something that I swore I'd never do. But then I got pregnant. And exhausted pregnant. And then new baby and new baby pregnant. Yeah, she gets about an hour of TV a day total. 1 episode in the morning, 1 in the evening. Sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less.
She has this crazy head of hair that adults would kill for. It's long, thick, shiny, healthy and has these great natural highlights. But she HATES to get it brushed. Above mentioned TV show helps that problem too :-)
She doesn't have her 3 year check up until closer to the end of the month, but we had her in the other week and she weighted just shy of 31 pounds. She's my peanut. I swear Goose is going to catch up with her by the time he's 1 1/2!!
That's it for now. It's getting late (ok, not really, but it sure feels like it). I'm ready to head to bed, before the first waking of the night!
Goose turned 6 months old 10 days ago.
Bug will be 3 years old in 7 days.
I love watching everything new that they do each day, but each milestone is bittersweet, as I know I'm watching some of these things happen for the last time in my life as there will be no more babies.
I don't tend to do these types of posts, but I want to put it out there, to remind myself of what these guys were doing at these ages.
Goose has been sitting up unsupported for almost 2 months now. He started rolling over a few weeks before that. Now he rolls this way and that and just wants to move move move. I suspect he'll be crawling before we know it. We started him on solids about 2 weeks ago. We are going the route of Baby Led Weaning (I wanted to do this with Bug, but it didn't work for her). So far it seems to be working for Goose. he's had Avocado, Broccoli, Sweet Potatoes and Green Beans. He's getting better and better at grabbing the food off his tray and getting it to his mouth. And he's actually eating food, he's not just making a big old mess (but yes, he is doing that too :-))
He was my good sleeper, but about 6 weeks ago he caught a cold and hasn't slept worth crap since then. He suddenly can't fall asleep on his own, and wakes up anywhere between 2 and 4 times a night. It's brutal, which is funny considering Bug was SO MUCH WORSE. We're working on it, but I am doing my best to recognize that it may also be a mix of that cold as well as all the new stuff that's going on (see paragraph above).
He's a happy little boy, smiling and giggling on a regular basis. He loves his big sister, especially grabbing her hair ha ha.
As of yesterday he weighed 17 pounds 4 ounces and was 28 inches long. He is still medicated for his reflux twice a day, and absolutely still spits up massive amounts. I'm hoping another few weeks or so of solids will help that out more.
Bug, oh bug. She's awesome, but very much a 3 year old. So a month or so ago she suddenly decided that she was interested in potty training. She's been doing pretty good, but still has lots of accidents, especially if she's in a pull up. So I try to keep her mostly in underwear, but that's not always feasible. She hasn't really pooped in the potty, and public toilets seem to scare the living daylights out of her, and even if she has to pee it ends up turning into meltdown screaming central. But she's working on it, and we are trying to make a big deal out of it when she does go in the potty, but not make her feel bad when she doesn't (while still trying to explain why it's better to go in the potty). It's a strange line to walk, that's for sure.
She's been doing good in speech therapy and has a LOT more words. There's still many that people would never understand that we (usually) do. But she's getting there. We continue to teach her some sign language as well, just to help her skills. Every sign we teach her the word with too, so many of them she will do both (cookie anyone?). Some she just struggles with the word so much so it's nice to have the sign so that we can figure out what she is trying to talk about.
She's in the terrible 3's for sure, she throws some pretty major fits at times. But they are actually more tolerable (most times) than the tantrums she threw at 2. I think that a lot of that is because of her ability to communicate now that wasn't there before.
She loves Octonots on TV, and it's not beyond me to let her watch it just so that I can manage to get both kids ready for bed. Especially when K is working. This is something that I swore I'd never do. But then I got pregnant. And exhausted pregnant. And then new baby and new baby pregnant. Yeah, she gets about an hour of TV a day total. 1 episode in the morning, 1 in the evening. Sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less.
She has this crazy head of hair that adults would kill for. It's long, thick, shiny, healthy and has these great natural highlights. But she HATES to get it brushed. Above mentioned TV show helps that problem too :-)
She doesn't have her 3 year check up until closer to the end of the month, but we had her in the other week and she weighted just shy of 31 pounds. She's my peanut. I swear Goose is going to catch up with her by the time he's 1 1/2!!
That's it for now. It's getting late (ok, not really, but it sure feels like it). I'm ready to head to bed, before the first waking of the night!
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
My Friend H
Some of you may remember H. She was the friend of mine that had a little baby boy 2 days after my Bug was born. And had to say goodbye to that precious little boy at a very young 31 days of age.
She then welcomed her first daughter in November 2012.
She then unexpectedly found herself pregnant again.
Well, just a few weeks ago she welcomed her third baby, her second daughter, into this world. We had lunch just about 2 weeks before she was induced, just days before her due date. She was ready to have that baby, and her daughter is just adorable.
I continue to pray for her as she comes close to that 31 day mark that I know is the hardest time for her to get through with her babies.
And as Bug nears her birthday (that's another post, later!), I remember H's sweet little boy that will be celebrating his 3rd birthday up in heaven with all the other angels.
And I know that as time goes by H spends her days crazy with 2 little girls under 2, and I know she remembers with both happiness and sadness the little boy that is missing. She memorializes him in so many ways. And reaches out and allows God to be her comfort. I can only hope that I can learn from the strength she has exhibited in the last 3 years. She really is an amazing woman, and her husband is an amazing man, and together they really do make an amazing couple.
Lots of love being sent their way.
She then welcomed her first daughter in November 2012.
She then unexpectedly found herself pregnant again.
Well, just a few weeks ago she welcomed her third baby, her second daughter, into this world. We had lunch just about 2 weeks before she was induced, just days before her due date. She was ready to have that baby, and her daughter is just adorable.
I continue to pray for her as she comes close to that 31 day mark that I know is the hardest time for her to get through with her babies.
And as Bug nears her birthday (that's another post, later!), I remember H's sweet little boy that will be celebrating his 3rd birthday up in heaven with all the other angels.
And I know that as time goes by H spends her days crazy with 2 little girls under 2, and I know she remembers with both happiness and sadness the little boy that is missing. She memorializes him in so many ways. And reaches out and allows God to be her comfort. I can only hope that I can learn from the strength she has exhibited in the last 3 years. She really is an amazing woman, and her husband is an amazing man, and together they really do make an amazing couple.
Lots of love being sent their way.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
11 years
So I missed the day in terms of blogging, but K and I just celebrated our 11 year wedding anniversary on June 22.
11 years.
I think about all we've been through in that time, and it amazes me. So I thought I'd do a brief timeline, because unfortunately I've been sick, and my head has been hurting to migraine level. But I have 5 minutes and want to take advantage of it, so here goes.
January 2000 - We started a 4 hour class on Microsoft Office at our local community college. A few weeks in was when K got caught by a train and stuck sitting next to me. The teachers name was Ms. Love. K and I never looked back.
December 2000 - We moved in together.
March 2001 - Got Engaged.
June 2002 - Got Married.
2003 - We agreed to finish college before we started a family. So we decided to look for a house. We purchased a house, closing on my Birthday in April of 2003.
2004 - We continued to work full time and trudge our way through school. We had fun, drank too much, did some travelling. It was a pretty uneventful year.
2005 - K graduated from college. We got cable for him as I had one more year (yep, it's one of those oddities I remember). We bought a sailboat, learned to sail, had lots of fun and partied a lot. Got our dog.
2006 - I graduated from college. Took a 3 week trip to Europe. Did so much that we wanted to, explored, enjoyed long meals and walks, lots of good wine and tons of culture. Threw out the birth control and started trying to get pregnant.
2007 - Started seeing doctors for our now diagnosed infertility. Continued to enjoy making new friends and identifying new hobbies. Worked on our house a lot. Did a lot of gardening and canning.
2008 - Did our first 3 rounds of IVF, with our final attempt coming down to a BFN on July 25, 2008. This is where we had some marital issues.
2009 - Tried to sell our house in T Town. I moved to Indianapolis, K stayed in T Town. We worked things out and we spent weekends together. K went back to school to get his pilots license. Got pregnant through unconventional methods.
2010 - Welcomed our awesome daughter, Bug, into our lives on July 25. Cleared out the house in T Town and decided to think about renting it instead of selling it. At the end of the year K got a job with the company he was a 727 Mechanic for as a Flight engineer on a 727 (cargo).
2011 - Got renters into our house. Started discussing the possibility of having a second child. Made the decision to give IVF ONE more fresh cycle chance (cancelled cycles not counting) and any frozen transfers if we had any frozen embryos. Met with a couple of RE's in Indianapolis. K got furloughed after the company his employer contracted with went under. Made the move to Cleveland.
2012 - Met with 2 more RE's in Cleveland, picked a doc. Weaned Bug, started IVF. CONGRATS! Success, we were going to get to see what OUR baby looks like! K started flight instructing.
2013 - Welcomed our son Goose into the world. Excited that when I do this summary in another 10 years, there won't be years where my summaries mainly center around infertility and treatment. We are Done building our family, and content! K got a job as a co-captain flying a mining companies West Wind. He continues to flight instruct to get to his 1500 hours so he can get his ATP.
It's been an amazing 11 years married, 13 years together. We've been through heaven and hell, we loved and hated each other. But we always found our way back to our love, and in the process we really realized what it meant to love another adult (and what it meant to love children more than yourselves!). We learned how to work through our difficult times. We learned that we really can weather any storm. I love K, with all my heart. I wouldn't trade our lives, our troubles, our happy times, for anything in the world. We are who we are individually and as a couple because of each and every moment we have lived through together.
Thank you K, for choosing me to spend your life with. I love you more than you'll ever know.
11 years.
I think about all we've been through in that time, and it amazes me. So I thought I'd do a brief timeline, because unfortunately I've been sick, and my head has been hurting to migraine level. But I have 5 minutes and want to take advantage of it, so here goes.
January 2000 - We started a 4 hour class on Microsoft Office at our local community college. A few weeks in was when K got caught by a train and stuck sitting next to me. The teachers name was Ms. Love. K and I never looked back.
December 2000 - We moved in together.
March 2001 - Got Engaged.
June 2002 - Got Married.
2003 - We agreed to finish college before we started a family. So we decided to look for a house. We purchased a house, closing on my Birthday in April of 2003.
2004 - We continued to work full time and trudge our way through school. We had fun, drank too much, did some travelling. It was a pretty uneventful year.
2005 - K graduated from college. We got cable for him as I had one more year (yep, it's one of those oddities I remember). We bought a sailboat, learned to sail, had lots of fun and partied a lot. Got our dog.
2006 - I graduated from college. Took a 3 week trip to Europe. Did so much that we wanted to, explored, enjoyed long meals and walks, lots of good wine and tons of culture. Threw out the birth control and started trying to get pregnant.
2007 - Started seeing doctors for our now diagnosed infertility. Continued to enjoy making new friends and identifying new hobbies. Worked on our house a lot. Did a lot of gardening and canning.
2008 - Did our first 3 rounds of IVF, with our final attempt coming down to a BFN on July 25, 2008. This is where we had some marital issues.
2009 - Tried to sell our house in T Town. I moved to Indianapolis, K stayed in T Town. We worked things out and we spent weekends together. K went back to school to get his pilots license. Got pregnant through unconventional methods.
2010 - Welcomed our awesome daughter, Bug, into our lives on July 25. Cleared out the house in T Town and decided to think about renting it instead of selling it. At the end of the year K got a job with the company he was a 727 Mechanic for as a Flight engineer on a 727 (cargo).
2011 - Got renters into our house. Started discussing the possibility of having a second child. Made the decision to give IVF ONE more fresh cycle chance (cancelled cycles not counting) and any frozen transfers if we had any frozen embryos. Met with a couple of RE's in Indianapolis. K got furloughed after the company his employer contracted with went under. Made the move to Cleveland.
2012 - Met with 2 more RE's in Cleveland, picked a doc. Weaned Bug, started IVF. CONGRATS! Success, we were going to get to see what OUR baby looks like! K started flight instructing.
2013 - Welcomed our son Goose into the world. Excited that when I do this summary in another 10 years, there won't be years where my summaries mainly center around infertility and treatment. We are Done building our family, and content! K got a job as a co-captain flying a mining companies West Wind. He continues to flight instruct to get to his 1500 hours so he can get his ATP.
It's been an amazing 11 years married, 13 years together. We've been through heaven and hell, we loved and hated each other. But we always found our way back to our love, and in the process we really realized what it meant to love another adult (and what it meant to love children more than yourselves!). We learned how to work through our difficult times. We learned that we really can weather any storm. I love K, with all my heart. I wouldn't trade our lives, our troubles, our happy times, for anything in the world. We are who we are individually and as a couple because of each and every moment we have lived through together.
Thank you K, for choosing me to spend your life with. I love you more than you'll ever know.
Friday, June 28, 2013
Thumps and Bumps and Bruises Oh My
So K and I were lying in bed last night, and something made me ask if he got up in the middle of the night to close the window.
He looks at me out of the corner of his eye and says:
“Did I get up last night? Well, strange that you ask, but in fact I did. And I’m surprised I didn’t wake you up. In fact, I was sure I was going to wake up the kids.”
So I look at him for a minute while he takes a sip of beer.
“I got up to go pee, and on the way tripped over the dog and ran into your dresser. Then I cracked my hip on the bed so hard that I shook the whole bed. How you slept through that I’m not sure. Then I ran into the closet door on the way, which you know, they’re hollow, so it slammed shut and bounced back open.”
By this time I’m laughing, because it’s pretty funny, and in fact I had not woken up to it. He takes another swig of beer and continues.
“Then I managed to drop the toilet seat, and man was that loud. I ran into the bathroom door on the way back out. Then I somehow knocked off the cover to the tall candle holder (which is metal), and it came crashing down on the glass table. THEN I managed to get into bed. It’s amazing I didn't manage to wake up the whole neighborhood.”
Needless to say by this time I was laughing so hard that I was wiping the tears away. Nope, I don’t remember waking up to any of this. I must have been dead to the world asleep. But I’m curious if there are any bruises.
The best part? I’m still not sure if it was last night or not that he got up to close the window.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
A Fathers Day Ode; To My Mother
So Sunday we had my parents over for Fathers Day. We cooked out on the grill, and in general had a good time. Bug peed on the wall and pooped on the floor, so if that tells you anything about how potty training is going....
First I want to be serious though. I want to wish K a very happy fathers day. This is a day that a mere 4 years ago we didn't think he'd ever celebrate with a living child. But here we are, 4 years later with 2 amazing kiddos. K is the most caring father I could ever ask for. He has patience, love and an immeasurable amount of fun in him. The way he plays with Bug and Goose, the way he holds them, the way he goes running when cries suddenly begin. It's amazing, and it melts my heart. I always knew he would be an amazing father, I always knew that you would be able to feel his love. But he has surpassed all of that, and it never fails to give me pause to enjoy the sweet moments I catch.
So, the ode to my mother.
The guys were out doing, well, whatever guys do that involves the garage, and maybe the boat. Anyways, my mom and I were talking about Bra's, and how much she hates them. During the conversation she was telling me about the last bra that she bought.
Mom: So, I went to Lowe's, and I had a 15% off coupon.....
Me: Silence. I'm staring at her, mouth slightly open, trying to comprehend why in the WORLD she would buy a BRA at LOWE'S.
Mom (seeing my face): What, you and K were back in T Town, and I had a coupon, so I went shopping. (we are shopping buddies these days).
Me (trying my hardest NOT to laugh): So you bought it where?
Mom: Low..... Oh my.... Kohl's, I meant Kohl's. They sound similar, you know? Plus you were just talking about shopping at Lowe's......
Me, laughing uncontrollably. Dad walks in, looks at us, and walks back out.
So a little bit later we are enjoying our apple pie with whipped cream on it.
Me: This is SO good!!
Mom: Yea, especially with the Jello on top.
Me: The what?
Mom: Jello. Whipped Cream. Oh man. I think I need to go home.
Me: Man mom, that one beer really did you in today.
Yep, I'm laughing through all this too.
So they get ready to leave. She gives us all hugs and kisses, saving K for last.
Mom: K, Happy Mothers Day. I mean, Happy Fathers Day. Gawd, I'm going home.
First I want to be serious though. I want to wish K a very happy fathers day. This is a day that a mere 4 years ago we didn't think he'd ever celebrate with a living child. But here we are, 4 years later with 2 amazing kiddos. K is the most caring father I could ever ask for. He has patience, love and an immeasurable amount of fun in him. The way he plays with Bug and Goose, the way he holds them, the way he goes running when cries suddenly begin. It's amazing, and it melts my heart. I always knew he would be an amazing father, I always knew that you would be able to feel his love. But he has surpassed all of that, and it never fails to give me pause to enjoy the sweet moments I catch.
So, the ode to my mother.
The guys were out doing, well, whatever guys do that involves the garage, and maybe the boat. Anyways, my mom and I were talking about Bra's, and how much she hates them. During the conversation she was telling me about the last bra that she bought.
Mom: So, I went to Lowe's, and I had a 15% off coupon.....
Me: Silence. I'm staring at her, mouth slightly open, trying to comprehend why in the WORLD she would buy a BRA at LOWE'S.
Mom (seeing my face): What, you and K were back in T Town, and I had a coupon, so I went shopping. (we are shopping buddies these days).
Me (trying my hardest NOT to laugh): So you bought it where?
Mom: Low..... Oh my.... Kohl's, I meant Kohl's. They sound similar, you know? Plus you were just talking about shopping at Lowe's......
Me, laughing uncontrollably. Dad walks in, looks at us, and walks back out.
So a little bit later we are enjoying our apple pie with whipped cream on it.
Me: This is SO good!!
Mom: Yea, especially with the Jello on top.
Me: The what?
Mom: Jello. Whipped Cream. Oh man. I think I need to go home.
Me: Man mom, that one beer really did you in today.
Yep, I'm laughing through all this too.
So they get ready to leave. She gives us all hugs and kisses, saving K for last.
Mom: K, Happy Mothers Day. I mean, Happy Fathers Day. Gawd, I'm going home.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Terrible Three's
I've heard that there's the terrible two's, and then there's the terrible three's. Boy were people right. We had some rough times right around this time last year, as she was heading into her second birthday. They were rough for many reasons.... I don't think I was ready for my loving little girl to suddenly turn into a temper tantrum throwing toddler. I was pregnant. I had never lived through it and was quite unable to tell how much she understood.
It's different now. For one, while we remain in speech therapy, she is doing much more talking and I KNOW she understands. I'm not pregnant, and I've now lived through it.
BUT.
This is SO much worse than it was last year. This is all out screaming, throwing herself around, laying on the floor and kicking her legs and flailing her arms, screaming, head banging, screaming tantrums. Did I mention screaming? It's heartbreaking. I see why some parents give in. It's so hard sometimes to stand my ground. But she gets her stubborn from me.
Tonight it started because I gave her some raspberries to snack on (she asked for them). She has an issue with eating food with a boo boo (that's a whole nother post), so she started throwing some raspberries in the sink on the side with the garbage disposal. So I told her if they have boo boo's they taste better (sometimes this works), but that didn't stop it. So then I asked her nicely to stop. She didn't. I explained if she didn't I would take them away. She didn't. So I took them away.
The tantrum commenced.
So I held her and tried to comfort her, it didn't work. Then she wanted TV. Which I told her she had to throw away her yogurt container from this morning, eat dinner, and then she could watch a show. (yeah, we had to get up EARLY and K is out of town, so the container was still sitting there LOL). She grabbed the container and made it all the way out to the garbage in the kitchen, then threw them on the floor and wanted MAMA to throw it away.
No go girly.
So she threw another fit, not that the first one had ever really ended. That lasted until dinner was on the table. Then she finally calmed down, picked up the yogurt container and threw it away and came and had dinner. Then she was great for the rest of the night.
Oy Vey.
It's different now. For one, while we remain in speech therapy, she is doing much more talking and I KNOW she understands. I'm not pregnant, and I've now lived through it.
BUT.
This is SO much worse than it was last year. This is all out screaming, throwing herself around, laying on the floor and kicking her legs and flailing her arms, screaming, head banging, screaming tantrums. Did I mention screaming? It's heartbreaking. I see why some parents give in. It's so hard sometimes to stand my ground. But she gets her stubborn from me.
Tonight it started because I gave her some raspberries to snack on (she asked for them). She has an issue with eating food with a boo boo (that's a whole nother post), so she started throwing some raspberries in the sink on the side with the garbage disposal. So I told her if they have boo boo's they taste better (sometimes this works), but that didn't stop it. So then I asked her nicely to stop. She didn't. I explained if she didn't I would take them away. She didn't. So I took them away.
The tantrum commenced.
So I held her and tried to comfort her, it didn't work. Then she wanted TV. Which I told her she had to throw away her yogurt container from this morning, eat dinner, and then she could watch a show. (yeah, we had to get up EARLY and K is out of town, so the container was still sitting there LOL). She grabbed the container and made it all the way out to the garbage in the kitchen, then threw them on the floor and wanted MAMA to throw it away.
No go girly.
So she threw another fit, not that the first one had ever really ended. That lasted until dinner was on the table. Then she finally calmed down, picked up the yogurt container and threw it away and came and had dinner. Then she was great for the rest of the night.
Oy Vey.
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