PlayDough and Poopmageddon

Have you ever stepped on a shard of PlayDough embedded in the carpet? Holy Jesus, who knew something that was once soft and squishy could be like a tiny dagger into your foot.

We have a wonderful little arts and crafts table set up in the hallway between the kiddos’ rooms… there’s a kid sized table with 2 chairs, a mat underneath to keep stuff off the carpet, and it’s stocked with crayons, coloring books, activity books and PlayDough. For the most part, Bennett is pretty neat and likes to keep his things organized. However lately he’s been making us “food”, like eggs, cookie dough, etc. that he brings to us, wherever we are, to “eat”. As he’s been doing this I’m noticing more and more pokey things in the carpet. The oddest part is that you’d think the brightly colored dough would stand out against our beige-ish carpet. But it doesn’t. It hides in waiting, pokey side up, patiently ready to attack your feet.

On another note, I had a wonderful experience at Burlington Coat Factory. When I say “wonderful”, I’m being sarcastic. I left Bennett with Gaga at the park, and snuck away with Charlotte to try to find myself some “transitional” clothes, if you will. She was sleeping, and I was on my second round of only six items in the dressing room at a time. Suddenly she’s fussy. As I lean over to pop the binky into her mouth, I smell something unpleasant. So I unstrap her, pick her up and put her over my shoulder. As I look up I catch a glimpse of us in the dressing room mirror. Poop. Everywhere. Up her back, out the side, down her leg, on my arm. Everywhere.

Hmm, ok. This is a new experience for me as Bennett has only had maybe 3 out of the diaper experiences in his 2 1/2 years of life. And the only time I can actually remember was at the family Christmas party, so the others couldn’t have been that bad. Anyways, thank goodness for the changing mats that come with the diaper bags. Half a package of wipes and ten minutes of screaming baby later, she was poop-free. It was a bit traumatic for both of us, I think.

I’m BaaaAAAaaaCK!

After keeping us waiting until a solid week after her due date, sweet Charlotte finally made her debut. Eight and a half pounds and twenty one and a half inches… yea- I did that. She is wonderful, healthy and an excellent baby. And after taking a few months off from my responsibilities, I’m finally ready (I think) to return.

It’s been a bit of a challenge to be productive during the day. It’s true that two is more difficult than one. Chasing a toddler on anything less than a full nights sleep can (and does) test your patience. As Charlotte and I get to know each other better, there are times I could swear she nurses every half hour, which puts a complete stop to anything and everything else I might or might not be doing. They say to nap when your baby naps… but that can only happen when BOTH babies are napping (which has happened only once since she was born). I’m not whining. I promise. It’s not all bad. Bennett is handling the change like a champ, and I have a cuddly, soft, squishy baby to snuggle with (since my big boy seems to be outgrowing the cuddles). But these are my reasons (or maybe excuses) as to why I can’t seem to get anything done.

All of this aside, having another little person has allowed me a chance to try all of the newest baby gear and gadgets. And the best part- I get to share it all with you! I’ll be posting about the wonderful items when I can (I make no promises to be consistent), and am hoping to pass along the goodies as I can.

Stay tuned. It feels good to be back (and to get something done). However, I must go. My sweet squishy is calling for me.