tiffany's spot

When Jordan was about 22 months old we excitedly transferred her to a twin bed. After all, we needed the crib for the new baby, due in about a month. It was horrible. You know how with the first kid you're all excited to have them do the "next thing" all the time? Sitting up, crawling, walking, getting out of a high chair, moving to a new bed, etc. How naive we were. Jordan's a busy kid. She runs from morning until night. She doesn't walk anywhere. She was a very busy toddler. There was no way she was going to stay in that bed. It took years before we were able to get her to stay in there without a fight. I tried everything - the super nanny thing where a parent sits there forever until the kid falls asleep (didn't work. she'd just outlast me and then sneak out), spanking, tossing her back in there 800 times. Nothing worked. Finally a friend suggested locking the door so she couldn't get out. I wrestled with that one, but finally tried it. She raged. S...

Sometimes I feel like the world's worst mom. I just left Jordan crying in her room. Why? It's so silly. I took her back to her own room after reading them stories in the boys' room. She wanted a song. I said "sure, pick a song." She wanted me to sing the song about the mom and the little girl who didn't want anyone to take her honey. Apparently, this is something I've sung before. I have no recollection of this. I think she sometimes makes these things up. Actually, Steven has been known to make up these long winded songs, and then go to work the next couple of nights and leave the kids begging me to sing the song about the princess and the castle and the dragon and the pumpkin chariot. I had no idea they were made up. I'd tell the kids that I didn't know the song, and they'd just be over-the-top frustrated because they knew the song existed, and they know that Mommy magically knows everything and for whatever reason I was refusing to sing the ...

I painted the girls' room over the weekend. Alright, to be honest, I decided we were going to paint, and then I painted a bit, and then I sort of let Steven take over. I'm pooped by the afternoon. I made sure to make jokes about how lazy he was when he asked me to pour him some more paint or move out of his way. I'm sure it was much appreciated. The room rocks, by the way. I'll have to put some pictures on here soon. It's very pink, but still rocks. I am having rotten bouts of heart burn today. I'm sure the 600ml coke I just drank had nothing to do with it. I'm blaming the baby - and more importantly, Steven, for putting it in there. Jordan and Tennyson had their first baseball game tonight. They've had some practices, but not a game yet. I shouldn't say game, I should say "game". It was interesting. Imagine trying to get a bunch of preschoolers to pay attention between batters. Good thing they're all so dang cute. It wouldn't have...

Today I went to see the doctor. Usually he asks me how I'm doing and I say fine. Today I gave him a list of grievances - you know, dizzy spells, not sleeping, feeling like poopoocaca for the last few days. He said that was good, because the baby was growing. Apparently I'm not nearly as scary as I thought. I was going to haul out my inner bitch, but to be honest, as much as I sound all tough on here, my inner bitch is kind of a pussy in real life. To help me out, he upped my iron intake even more. I'm so excited to add "major constipation" to my list of grievances.

I remember the gist!! I do! I naively thought I would watch Ellen this morning. She was on in 15 minutes, so I flipped around to see what else I could watch and happened upon The Mom Show. Good grief. Anybody ever watch that? They're pseudo mommies. Either that, or they're very real mommies, but put on this beautiful act for tv . Today they were making fancy covers for their scrap books. Apparently it's something you can do with your kids - so long as your kid is Rosie O'Donnell. Why is it that being a mom these days entails constant playing with and entertaining your kids? Or putting them in ballet, music, swimming, sports, art classes, etc. at the tender age of 2.5? Is it really so wrong to open the backdoor and yell "everybody out" so that you can have a break from them climbing the cupboards and washing miscellaneous toys in the bathroom sink the minute you're not looking? Do we really have to play board games and do sight reading flashcards with our ...

I was upstairs, feeding my kids breakfast, and I had this entire post idea in my head. I was planning on coming down here and writing it when I had a minute. Now I don't remember it. This tends to be a trend these days. I have the memory of a goldfish. It's not that I don't want to blog, I just can't remember the good stuff when I sit at the computer! I even have the kids all occupied cleaning up the toy room next to me. I'm sure that if I went to check on them right now they'd be cleaning, and not climbing over the baby gate, eating chalk, or taking out more toys. Actually, I know they're not taking out more toys, because they're already all out. Remember when I said that I walked usually 6 miles a day, 6 days a week? I should never write these things. I think that my body has suddenly realized it's pregnant. As if the big expanding belly and the heartburn didn't alert it any earlier. The other day as I was just past the five mile mark I sudd...

Click here to see an article about a little girl who was burned this week here in town. This just breaks my heart that this poor kid is suffering now. I really feel for the mother too. I can bet she's blaming herself right now, and yet the whole thing is so innocent. That little girl could be Jordan. I put things up and she waits until my back is turned and finds a way to climb up and get them. I know what it's like. My heart goes out to them.