Proud Mommy Moments

Understandably, like any mother I'm usually pretty impressed with one thing or another that Jack is doing. Not because I haven't seen other kids his age do most of the things he does, but because it's basically my job to oooo.... and awwww over every little thing he does.
Like when he started crawling, and in turn walking pretty quickly. In fact, I don't believe we have a single video of him "learning" to talk because he just stood up one day and took off.
Or when almost everyone told me 16 months was way to early to move him to a big boy bed, or deal with the headache of it. When that time came to lay him down the first night? He laid down, rolled over then just for good measure waived goodbye to let us know he was done for the day and ready to fall asleep.
My proudest moment, by far, happening today. He has been pretty curious about the potty lately. Which isn't anything new, he always wondered why we wouldn't let him play in it. Lately it's just been different. So this morning when I told him he needed to change and he ran to the bathroom door. I just let him in and set him on the toilet. Nothing happened. He just laughed, sat for a moment, then jumped off and flushed the toilet. Go him. Diaper back on and forgot about it. Then later when I told him it was time for another change, he told me no. So I gave him the choice, diaper change or potty. (We do choices around here.) He ran back to the bathroom door and knocked. So, I grabbed a diaper and followed him in. Sat him on the potty, he laughed again then actually went potty... IN THE BIG BOY POTTY!! At 19 months, and a boy, who I'm told shouldn't want anything to do with it. He went potty. Every time we have done a change he asks to sit on the potty first. What a little stud.. I love that little man!


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Let's Give This Another Go

Without actually looking, I think my last post was around the time Jack was born. That actually makes me really sad. Thinking of everything that's been lost kind of actually sucks. Damn. I guess all you can do is start fresh and continue, right? While looking back, I know I have always used blogging as more of an outlet. Somewhere that I can put whatever I want and not care who reads it because its mine. Mine to laugh at, cry at, and find some crazy sense of strength with at times. I also found strength in reading others blogs. The real life, nitty gritty blogs that have emotion and show that life is a roller coaster. And thats okay. So, here goes. I'm going to get back into this.

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