Ferberizaton Update

Looking back I realize I am not the best on updating about previous posts and such so I am going to do a little update on the ferberization situation or sleep-gate as I like to call it. I will throw in a couple other updates as well.

We are well into our ferberizing. It is not going well. Avery did sleep a good five hours before she woke up last night wanting to do her normal spa routine. As ‘Won’t Get Fooled Again” played in my head Avery was placed into her own warm snuggly bed and I retreated back to mine. To say she was upset is an understatement. There were books a flyin’ and words being said under her breath. I held strong until I had to get up and then she was released from bedroom jail. Much to her surprise she was not going back to bed but she was going downstairs to start her day. Another part of my evil ferberization plan. As of right now we are working on early naps before I cut them out completely. I am just not sure Avery is truly ready to go without a nap. If she doesn’t get her nap in she crashes out at 5:00 p.m. and then it really does get to be a late night so I am going to try napping around 11:30. We have also been spending tons of time outside and I think that does help too. The arboretum helped in getting her to sleep. Which was great but it only worked for the afternoon nap so I think we will try going in the evening. After we had been home for a little while from the arboretum Avery started pulling and itching her left ear. Great, during ferberization I gave her an ear infection. Then of course other absurd thoughts came into my head like she had some weird bug in her ear that was on its way to her brain. You know, totally logical things that could happen on an innocent hike. Luckily it was just a lot of wax. For some reason she had tons of it even though I had just cleaned her ears the day before. So to recap on the sleeping we are looking for a little more of this at night

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And a little less of this at night

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As much as I love that little face I need some sleep! Speaking of sleep for me I did find out that I have a sinus infection which is causing me to feel extra tired. Great. Better than the alternative though. So now I am on antibiotics and some new to me allergy med that has a decongestant so if some of this doesn’t make sense it is due to that. I get so loopy sometimes on cold meds it is crazy. So far this one hasn’t been too bad.  While I was at the clinic I was pleasantly surprised by the fact they were having a book fair. It definitely was my lucky day. I picked up some books for Avery and some books for one of the gift baskets I am going to do for the pig roast. I will definitely post pictures of the baskets when I finish them up. I also learned I lost one pound. Not sure how that happened because I definitely haven’t been full strength on the workout train lately. Between sleep-gate and my sinuses I just haven’t been working out as much as I would like to. But I am getting back to full strength because personal trainer wants to do a 5k this summer. Yikes! I am excited and nervous. I will be really happy if I make it through without being hauled off on a stretcher. Not because I think I can’t do it (well, maybe a little) but I am so accident prone. Stayed tuned for that one. I will either be posting a picture of me smiling or me loaded up into an ambulance.

Wish us luck with sleep-gate. I think we need it 😉 If you have any magical tips or tricks I would love to hear them. I feel like we have tried everything….


Ferberizing the “baby”

The past couple of weeks have been very exhausting. Between fighting off a cold/sinus infection that refuses to go away and Avery deciding that she would like her feet rubbed in the middle of the night I am a walking zombie. It seems like every time Avery sleeps I am awake with a cough or just a general feeling of crappiness. I cannot shake this cold for long so I am giving in and going to the Doctor tomorrow. I am sure I will find out I have some debilitating condition or cancer. Or the dreaded words “You have a virus.”

Let’s move on to Avery. Avery has this condition called I like to mess with my parents. For the past week or so off and on she has been running into our room in the early morning hours and wants us to rub her feet, hold her hand and general cuddling. The first couple of nights I fell for it. Of course I was thinking things like maybe she is sick or her stomach hurts. Then I got wise to her scheme. It happened one night as we were laying on the couch and I was trying to get her to go back to sleep. I turned on Modern Family because I was sick of listening to the clock tick. (We always end up with really loud clocks) I so happened to turn on the episode where Mitchell and Cam are “ferberizing” the baby. (Letting the baby cry it out) In the episode Mitchell is pretty much forcing Cam to do this while Cam lays sobbing in bed listening to Lily cry. I would do the same thing when we tried to let Avery cry it out before. There were other scenes in the episode that resonated with me. Like Cam sitting up with Lily and watching t.v. Ahem. So I decided it was time to “ferberize” my “baby” Avery was put in bed with her nightlight on gave her Deema doll and shut the door. She proceeded to cry like we were pulling her fingernails off one at a time. This went on for about an hour or so. She would take small breaks and I could hear books being looked through and toys being played with. Then she decided to try and violently open her door. She is not quite strong enough yet to open the door but she will twist and turn the handle like a mad woman. That drove me insane so I went downstairs. The noise must have finally woke husband up because he came running downstairs desperate for a nuk. In the past he has been the one that wanted Avery to cry it out but I guess he changed his tune. So he sat up and rubbed her feet and did all of the other things that she needed to fall back asleep. Blurg. Now they are both against me. Fast forward a couple of nights and we are back in the same boat. But this time something magical happened. I put Avery in her room and she actually fell asleep. I woke up a couple of hours later in amazement that she was still sleeping. I really thought I had something until this morning. Avery woke up just in time for what she thought would be a spa day/night. You know getting her feet rubbed, etc. I had other plans. Avery went back into her bedroom where I thought she would be a good little girl and fall asleep to the trance of her nightlight. Not so fast mom. It was the whole crying scene over again topped off with trying to escape her bedroom jail. Finally it was time for me to get up anyway so I paid the price and bailed her out of her bedroom jail.

You would think this is where out story ends but it’s only just beginning folks. I am still going to try and “ferberize” the “baby” but with a twist. I am going to exhaust her until she can’t keep her little eyes open anymore. My first step was to take her to the arboretum this morning for her first official hike. We had a lot of fun and she started yawning half-way through the hike. Score! Well, it wasn’t much of a hike but I have to say she did really good and had lots of fun 🙂 I guess you will have to stay tuned for tonight’s results.

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A day in the life of a toddler: A timeline

This post was actually inspired by my husband. Last night he was talking to Avery about the things she does in a day/night. Avery loves to pull my date book off of the desk and flip through it. We always say how busy she is with all of her appointments. When she was flipping through the book he started saying random times and things she does at those times. He was actually spot on so I decided to do a little post about it and add a couple of things. I am going to start with bedtime and move on from there.

8:00 p.m. Get pj’s on and run around like crazy person.

9:00 p.m. Decide that it is okay to lay down but still refuse sleep.

10:00 p.m. After an hour-long fight give in and close eyes.

1:00 a.m. Wake up for some unknown reason and run to mommy and daddy’s bed.

1:10 a.m. Start playing with mommy’s hair and kick daddy a couple of times.

1:20 a.m. Let parents fall back asleep and then start crying because I farted.

1:30 a.m. Mommy carries me back to my room for some unknown reason. Dang I am not done playing with her hair.

2:00 a.m. Crap, I fell asleep again.

4:30 a.m. I’m up! Why am I in my own bed? Must go back to mommy and daddy’s bed.

5:15 a.m. Whoops I fell back asleep. Just in time for mommy to get up and start her day.

8:00 a.m. Ahh I am awake and fully rested. Just in time to catch mommy before she would get any alone time.

8:30 a.m. Freak out because I am so hungry but then when my breakfast is presented to me refuse to eat it.

8:45 a.m. Realize that mommy isn’t kidding and she is not going to make me anything else.

8:50 a.m. Give in and eat my oatmeal.

9:00 a.m. Watch Sesame Street

9:20 a.m. Decide to take all of my toys out of the toy box.

10:00 a.m. Watch mommy do some light cleaning

10:20 a.m. Open curtains and put hands on every window mommy just cleaned.

10:30 a.m. Take all clothes out of laundry basket and throw them on the floor.

11:00 a.m. Demand a snack and only eat a couple of crackers.

11:15 a.m. Sit on cat. Mommy flips a lid and starts yelling at both of us.

11:16 a.m. Cat makes really weird noise. Does that mean he likes me?

11:30 a.m. Mommy starts talking about nap time.

11:35 a.m. Run around like a wild animal

11:50 a.m. Mommy says it’s time for lunch.

12:00 p.m. I try my yogurt that I eat everyday and decide that I do not want to ever taste it again.

12:05 p.m. Oh crap mommy really isn’t kidding cause she just put my yogurt back in the fridge.

12:10 p.m. Eat yogurt

12:30 p.m. Mommy says it is time for a nap and she opens the gate for the stairs.

12:31 p.m. Hmmm do I want to go upstairs? I will close the gate myself and go over my options.

12:32 p.m. I guess the only option is to go upstairs. Per mommy.

12:34 p.m. Once I get upstairs and into my room mommy says she has to go potty and she will be right back. Score! That means I have just enough time to take every book off of the shelf.

12:35 p.m. Mommy enters my bedroom and is not happy. Do I care? Not really cause I don’t have to pick up the books yet.

1:30 p.m. Finally give in and take a nap. I might as well because I am tired.

3:30 p.m. Wake up and demand to cuddle with mommy for at least one hour. If she does not comply I will have a massive fit which includes laying on the ground and crying.

4:30 p.m. I feel better after crying and I want to watch Bubble Guppies.

5:00 p.m. Watch mommy do dishes and start supper.

5:10 p.m. Since I am in the kitchen I might as well put all of my magnets on the floor.

5:30 p.m. I start putting some of my magnets back on the fridge after mommy steps on most of them.

6:00 p.m. Daddy is home!!

6:01 p.m. Let daddy pick me up and hug me but that is it. No kisses.

6:15 p.m. Eat one bite of supper with spoon. Continue eating supper with hands.

6:16 p.m. Hear a Progressive insurance commercial on t.v. and run into living room. What? I like Flo.

6:16 p.m. and 10 seconds Mommy shuts t.v. off. What a buzzkill she is.

6:30 p.m. I finally finish eating.

6:45 p.m. Throw all of my toys on the floor after mommy picks them up and vacuums.

7:30 p.m. Eat chips with daddy and get them all over the freshly vacuumed floor.

7:45 p.m. Brush my teeth. I love brushing my teeth!

7:50 p.m. See mommy carrying pj’s and start whining.

7:51 p.m. Hear mommy say to daddy that she thinks I will go to sleep early tonight because I played so hard this evening.

7:52 p.m. Devise a plan to make sure I stay awake

8:00 p.m. OMG she is putting my pj’s on. Must run around like a crazy animal.

This pretty much sums up a day in the life of Avery. We are very lucky to have our wild little woman ❤ She makes life fun!


The food wars

Today I realized I am raising a scavenger. Another hard truth also surfaced; she is learning from the best… her mother. I never thought that I would ever hide food from a child until I had one.

I guess we can blame ourselves for some of this scavenger behavior. Avery is a very picky little girl so when she wanted something off of our plate we would give it to her so she would try new things. Of course like most things in parenting it backfired big time. Now everything of ours is fair game. She doesn’t even limit her scavenging to us she will take food out of anyone’s hands or off of their plate. I have had to explain to people that yes, we do feed her she just likes food better if it is on someone else’s plate.

The things I have said and done to be able to eat alone are pretty embarrassing. I am hoping I am not alone in the things I am about to tell you. I have snuck popsicles in my pocket and eaten them upstairs so I don’t have to share. I have eaten things that I really don’t like very much because I knew Avery didn’t like them. A couple of days ago I sliced myself up some summer sausage because in the past Avery refused to eat it so I thought I would be safe. Nope, she started stealing slices off of my plate and running away smiling and laughing like a mad woman. I am glad she ate some form of meat but what kid doesn’t like chicken nuggets but eats summer sausage. We once made Avery sit at the table and try a chicken nugget. She refused until we weren’t looking and she swiped two off of her brother’s plate. After that she is back to refusing. I have hidden food behind my back and the computer screen. One day I was caught eating by someone and they asked why I was in the closet eating. I replied “I don’t want to share this with Avery and you can’t make me!” Who is the toddler here?

It’s amazing to me how kids can hear a wrapper or the crinkling of a chip bag from miles away.  We have resorted to putting chips in a bowl even if she is napping. Trust me she will wake up for chips.The way Avery’s eyes light up when she sees a bag of chips is kinda scary. Now if only her eyes would light up when she saw a plate of meat and veggies we would really have it made. Avery loves most fruit so we are good there. Except grapes and those small orange things called “Cuties” By watching the commercial for “Cuties” I thought everyone loved them. Not my kid. She loves to lick them a little and then shove them in my mouth. Same with grapes. Except the grapes get dangerous because once she is done shoving grapes in her mother’s mouth she tries to put the vine in there. It is a little alarming to have a grape-vine coming at your eyes and mouth at warp speed. (You know I have that thing where I hate things by my eyes) It’s funny and cute when your toddler is “feeding” you until you have an eye patch

Am I the only parent hiding food from children? I really hope not. If Avery is the only scavenger in the world we are in trouble. If you are hiding from your children in closets eating let me know. If you eat openly in front of your children I suggest you come over to the dark side. It is so nice to be able to eat a whole snack alone.

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The first beggar. Maybe he taught her…..
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See how she is smiling?

Sometimes I just need a reminder

I am the type of person that needs a reminder for everything. Even though I have a date book I still write myself a note the day before an appointment or I keep my appointment card. I have to write a list for the grocery store or any shopping for that matter. Sometimes I even write myself a to-do list for the next day. One thing I never thought I would have to be reminded of was why I wanted to become a mother.

After infertility struggles and losing our son I never in a million years dreamed of how many times parenting can be so frustrating. I guess I was so naïve to think  I would be living in this dream world where my baby/toddler would be perfect and always behave. I would get plenty of sleep and have tons of patience. Then came my Avery and she tests my limits quite a bit. Oh and she doesn’t sleep much either. It seems like every time I am at the end of my rope I get a reminder of how lucky I am to be able to have a baby and bring her home.

My first big reminder that I can remember was when we first brought Avery home from the NICU. I was going through my second round of chemo and I was exhausted and feeling like I was hit by a bus. Maybe it was the chemo or the hormones but I was a wreck. I was sobbing and just pleading for some sleep and relief from feeling sick all of the time. Once I got Avery to lay down I was so ready for a short nap before her next feeding. I was flipping through the guide looking for something to watch until I fell asleep when a show caught my eye. It was about a famous couple that had gone through infertility struggles and was finally able to have a baby of their own via surrogate. The episode that was on was the one where they had the baby. Before the episode was over I found myself running to Avery’s bassinet to pick her up and hold her. Watching the flashbacks of their infertility struggle and the joy of finally having their own baby gave me a huge reminder. I fought so hard to have my little gal and now all I could do was feel sorry for myself. Of course there was a lot of cuddling after that and more tears. But this time it was happy tears and I was reminded how lucky I was to have my own miracle to snuggle and love.

Today I had another reminder. I have an impending scan looming in my future which always makes me a ball of nerves. The closer the scan gets the more my patience wears thin. I know it sounds weird but sometimes I forget that I had cancer. I guess I should say I don’t forget but it gets pushed to the side until a scan comes. We have had a couple long nights due to Avery’s molars coming in and me being up all night thinking about all of the types of cancer I could have. So when we got an invite to go and play outside with a friend I gladly accepted. I knew Avery wasn’t feeling the best but I thought maybe getting outside would be good for both of us. Of course my little spitfire proved me wrong. She threw a fit in the restaurant and was really testing what little patience I have left. Of course she was elated to go and play on the toys but once we got home again it was back to the cranky toddler business. After an interesting bath followed by more toddler behavior we moved to the living room. For some reason I decided to check my appointment letter because I keep getting the times messed up. The second I picked my letter up Avery started screaming on the couch. When I looked over she had her hands shoved in her mouth and she was saying “Mom!” Oh I felt so bad for her. She was in tons of pain because of her teeth. I kept looking at the letter and then at her . That’s when the reminder came. I could have not been here to take care of her when she needs me. I could have gotten cancer before I became pregnant with her and would not have been able to have her.

I am sure there will be more hard days but I welcome the reminders. Even though we have struggles a smile from my little miracle can make those struggles fade away. Sometimes I just need a reminder.


World Book Day

Ahhh it’s World Book Day. I don’t know about you but I absolutely love books! (Pretty obvious huh?) Even though I don’t get the chance to read very much anymore I still want to celebrate this very important day 🙂 I am actually diving into a new book; so exciting! I love getting a new book and I even love the smell of them. I know I am weird but I really do love the smell of books. I don’t think I could ever read off of an electronic device. There is just something about a book that makes me happy. I tried reading an intro to a book on my iPod and I hated it. I didn’t hate the book I just didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t holding the actual book.

I have always thought that it is very important for kids to be introduced to books at a young age. That is until I had my own. The first time Avery ripped a book apart I wanted to cry. But I learned to look past the ripping and buy inexpensive books 😉 She still at times rips books up but I love the fact that she loves to look at books. The only time we can really get her to settle down and read to her is at bedtime but I bet at least five times a day she picks up a book and pages through it. I loved going to the library when I was a kid and I would check out as many books as I could. I am hoping Avery loves it as much as I did and still do ❤ I had the best Librarian in the whole world when I was little. Her name was Ms. Pat and she always let me go in the back of the Library where they stored extra copies of books and kept the new ones when they came in.

So on this our nations day of celebration for books tell me what your favorite book or books are. I know it is hard to pick just one so I totally understand if you have a couple 😉 What are your child or children’s favorite books? Do you have any favorite memories from going to your local Library as a kid or a favorite book from your childhood?

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Some of our favorites ❤

What I am doing in the bathroom

Don’t worry this post does not describe any disgusting bathroom stories. But I am going to talk about the bathroom and if that makes you queasy maybe move along to another post or come back tomorrow 😉

I am going to make an admission here that I have not made to anyone except close friends and confidants. I am not always going to the bathroom when I am in the bathroom. Sometimes a girl just needs some alone time and the confines of the bathroom is the only place I seem to get it some days. Sure there are the occasional times I get alone time in the morning when everyone else is sleeping or at night when everyone else is sleeping. See the trend here? I like sleep and the only time I get alone time is when everyone else is and I would like to join them. So the only place I am left with is the bathroom.

I get asked at least once or twice a week what I am doing in the bathroom. I never wanted to admit what I was doing in there because then the jig would be up. But I really have no choice because they won’t leave me alone. Whether it’s knocking on the door or talking about my bathroom time. This afternoon we had to have a half-hour long discussion on what I do in the bathroom. Husband brought it up (he may be tricking me here which he loves to do) but he always alludes to the fact that I have potty problems. Maybe I do but it’s really none of his business. Today he asked again “What do you do in there?” I of course replied with “None of your business; why do you keep asking?” He replied with “Sometimes I worry that something happened to you in there because you are gone for so long.” Just a little dramatic. I said something to the effect of “Just leave me alone unless you hear a thud in there; then come because something is wrong.” I got an eye roll. Then he says “You really want me to leave you alone unless you fall on the ground?” “Yup that’s what I said.”

With the invention of the smart phone and iPod it makes it very easy to spend countless minutes passing time away in the bathroom. Of course magazines and newspapers work too but they are so bulky. Smartphones and iPods can be hidden very easily. Plus it is really hard to go on Pinterest when all I have is a newspaper. I know you are wondering “How in the world does she go to the bathroom without a child getting to her?” The answer is this-baby gate. Ah yes the baby gate for now keeps her out of the upstairs bathroom. Of course this only works when someone is downstairs to keep an eye on her. that is where husband and/or step-son come into play. When they are home I have the freedom to hide from everyone for a minute.

Yes, it is true I take electronics into the bathroom and hide from my family. Did they trick me into admitting this? Probably. Am I going to regret admitting this? You bet. Is there anyone else out there like me? If you say no I will probably tell you to shut your little mouth because I know better. So that my friends is what I am doing in the bathroom.

Be happy with what you did get done today

Since I have not been getting much done around the house lately or blogging due to our furnace issues I thought it was a good day to share my third article I wrote for Moms Magazine 🙂 You can find it here http://momsmagazine.com/2015/01/21/happy-get-done-today/ I think after two days of furnace issues we are finally going to be in a nice warm home again. Which is awesome news since the high on Sunday is going to be 3. Just a little background on our furnace issues we had it cleaned yesterday and today we woke up to a balmy 62 degrees ;( Luckily we were able to go to personal trainer’s while it was being repaired. Avery never felt the cold due to her nice warm flannel sheets 🙂 Those sheets are one of the best investments I have made for her and I have to admit I am a little jelly of them. If I find some on clearance this spring I will be purchasing some. Of course we had to keep our little Percy warm during the furnace issues. Don’t worry I will give you a visual. I would have loved to take Percy with us but personal trainer does not live in a Percy friendly home 😉 Anyway I am hoping after a nap I can get some stuff done around here and get caught up on some blogging.

My poor Percy kitten all cuddled up 😉

The day I wore jeans

Today started out most like any other morning. Got up in a sleep deprived haze because I fell asleep in my daughter’s bed (again) and went to closet to pick out clothes. But that’s when this day became different. I decided to wear jeans. I guess the secret is out; I wear comfy cotton pants pretty much everyday. Not because I am just plain lazy (maybe a little) but because I live with a toddler. I think when I do put on jeans a little alarm goes off in her head and it says “She just put the jeans on; it’s go time.”  See I only have two pairs of jeans. I am in the midst of my weight loss journey and my punishment to myself is that I am not allowed to buy new clothes until I get to a weight I feel more comfortable with. I did lose enough to fit into an old pair of jeans so that’s how I ended up with two pairs. I had to break down and buy one pair because I felt the need to have one on hand.

My jeans were unharmed for about three hours this morning which is pretty good for them. But then it all went downhill when Avery’s feet hit the floor. I went up to her room to get her and she was playing so nice after she got up that I decided to stay in there with her. I guess I was not doing exactly what she wanted because the tugging started. She wanted to show me something in her closet. After the tugging on my precious jeans she went to my shirt because that must be the natural order. We proceeded downstairs for an oatmeal breakfast. It was going well at first until Avery discovered that she had some oatmeal on her shirt. In the blink of an eye that oatmeal ended up on my pants. Not that oatmeal stains or anything but it has a certain look about it especially after it dries. Oatmeal closely resembles boogers when it is dry. Maybe not exact but definitely in the booger family. I once thought it would be safe to go out in public without checking myself over and when I came home I discovered oatmeal on my shirt that from far away looked boogerish.

Fast forward to snack time. I cut up some apples for us to share and for some reason I figured my jeans would come out unharmed. Apple slices were being eaten at a rapid pace and I was pleased to see Avery was eating so many. When the bowl was empty I got up to put it away when I realized why the apples were being downed so quickly. Apparently today Avery doesn’t like the skin of the apple so she ate the guts and left the skins and some other apple parts on the floor. Blurg. Of course this all happened on the dang maroon carpet. After wiping up the carnage I stood up and realized I had missed some and it was stuck to the knee of my jeans. Sticky, half-eaten apple parts all over my jeans!

An interesting fact regarding my jeans. I do not put them in the dryer like ever. Husband did once and he will never forget it. So when my jeans get washed it is a two-day process. They go in the washer for a nice cold water bath. Then they come out immediately and get hung up in a nice sunny spot to dry before they get put away with their other jean friends. So when they are both dirty we have a situation.

I should have learned my lesson from the last time I wore jeans on a day we were not going out and about. It was a day much like today. Everything was normal until Avery’s alarm went off alerting her that I was putting jeans on. We ate a lunch of peanut butter sandwiches that day. Since she is so picky sometimes we just share sandwiches. Anyway, Avery came running up to me and before I could stop her she wiped the palms of her hands all over my pants; then she turned those suckers around and wiped the backs off too. Did I mention they were full of peanut butter? Ugh. Oh and I can’t forget last week when she was fighting a little bug. Besides wearing her like a t-shirt I was also her human Kleenex. Isn’t it funny how she hates getting her nose wiped by an actual Kleenex but she enjoys wiping her nose on my clothes? I truly do feel bad for her when she is sick and her nose is running like a faucet. I just wish she would wait the one second for the Kleenex to do the wiping. Can’t forget the Popsicle; oh I could go for days.

Have I learned my lesson now? Probably not. After the washer is done humming with our bedding my jeans will go for a dip in their cold water bath and the comfy pants will slide on. Maybe we should have taken a hint from when Avery was little and would spit-up constantly. So much that sometimes we would have to change our clothes as well as hers. I wish I could find that alarm….


Back when we could strap Avery in and she couldn’t get to our clothes 😉