by mssinglemama on September 4, 2009
I’m announcing the winners to three contests today but you’re all winners.
You know why?
Because, long ago, you learned how to go on the potty. If you’ve seen this video you know I don’t like talking about bodily movements or anything close to them in public. But because Benjamin’s bowel movements, or lack thereof, are the reason I am up – right now – at 6:00 a.m., I feel obligated to share.
I am tired but happy, curled up in a little blanket on the big chair in the living room. Benjamin is coloring. I’m happy because he just ate a magnificent breakfast, breakfast fit for a big kid – three eggs and an entire bowl of oatmeal. He woke up at 5:45 saying, “Mommy, I’m hungry.” Hungry and awake because last night he couldn’t go on the potty and then decided not to go at all. The tummy ache or cramped up poopy feeling made him pass on his dinner. Like the bad mommy that I am, I completely forgot to force a bowl of yogurt on him before bed. Now here we are – awake before the sun is even up. [click to continue…]
by mssinglemama on June 3, 2009
My first few days at my new job have been spectacular.
On day one, I met up with some of you for a play date. Between chatting about dating, love and all of that other stuff only single moms truly understand I hand delivered some of your necklaces and watched as you delicately wrapped them around your necks.
What once was a vision, now a reality.
[That's Jen by the way. Read her blog here. You'll be very glad you did - she is an amazing writer and such a strong single mom. I just can't believe we live about four blocks from each other.]
The next day I took Benjamin for a long over due hair cut. [click to continue…]
by mssinglemama on December 29, 2008
Mr. Man is still sending them to me, in letters and in voicemails.
He misses me and wants to do whatever he can to get back into our lives. I do miss him but I just can’t.
Besides he’s far, far away now – off on that rocket ship – so we have some time to think about things. Seriously, he’s gone. That challenge I had alluded to in earlier posts about Mr. Man is happening right now.
Meanwhile Benjamin has yet to request Mr. Man’s presence or ask about his whereabouts. He seems completely satisfied with the rocket ship story. He also knows, because I tell him, that Mr. Man misses him. I’ve also been reading him parts of the letters he writes devoted exclusively to Benjamin.
Like this one:
To My Little Buddy, Benjamin;
Seems this trip to the moon is going to be a long one. I’ve seen some nice stuff along the way so far. The main thing is that we are all getting along together on the ship. There has been no biting, hitting or kicking. We also have this little boy on our ship about your age. His name is Huck. (This is a private joke between Mr. Man and I – I detest the name Huck, he claims to love it.)
Huck is trying to poop on the potty almost every night now. When ever Huck feels like he needs to go he comes to one of the adults and asks them to take him to the bathroom so he can try again, which is great because Huck used to go to his room to be by himself.
You let me know how you’re doing and I’ll pass the word on to Huck and when Huck has some luck you’ll hear from me. Okay?
I miss you Ben, and I hope you’re not sick anymore. Do me a favor and give your mom a big hug and kiss for me.
Benjamin is potty training by the way.
In this past week of fighting the diabolical flu I found Benjamin on the toilet twice. He’d carefully positioned his potty seat along with his stool and then jumped up there all on his own to go #2. I just heard him shouting from the bathroom, “Mommy, I POOOO – PEEEEEEE – on the POTTEEEEEE! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” [click to continue…]
by mssinglemama on March 26, 2008
How in the hell is cleaning out a little tiny plastic toilet easier than changing a diaper? Please, please experienced mommies enlighten me. How do you get the little toilet bowl clean? Do I have to scoop it out with a paper towel? Sigh.
And Benjamin just took his first pee pee in the potty!!! Standing up, of course because he’s 100% boy.
*UPDATE* I FOUND A BABY URINAL!!! No, I’m not shitting you.
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