tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29597712024-02-07T02:24:40.208-06:00Blog to a BabyThis is a journal about my first baby: the quest to have him (through fertility treatment), life as a family of 3 (which is now 4), and now notes and comments just relating to him.FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.comBlogger677125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-63547733136983554822008-03-20T08:08:00.000-05:002008-03-21T00:12:52.357-05:00Breaking bad habitsYesterday DS1 and I made plans to try to break our bad habits. It was his idea. He is going to try to stop sucking on his fingers, and I am going to try to stop chewing my fingernails.Some TV show that we have seen taught him about good habits and bad habits and that it takes 21 days of doing something to make it a habit. I've tried for ~40 years to stop biting my fingernails and cuticles, with FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-85474296631732616892008-02-16T00:34:00.000-06:002008-02-16T00:34:46.538-06:00Top BunkWe moved to a new house last week. This evening we finally got the boys' bunk beds put together. DS1 is now sleeping on the top bunk. He still wanted to sit and rock with me before falling asleep, though. :-)FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-11389039844483100122008-01-28T23:27:00.000-06:002008-01-28T23:30:30.698-06:00First Dental CleaningDS1 had his first dental cleaning today. He did great! About 6 months ago he had a "counting" visit and visual inspection but without the cleaning and fluoride. Little brother watched and had his teeth counted, but he refused the cleaning. He doesn't like noises (unless he's making them) so the suction (aka "Mr. Thirsty") spooked him a bit. He did better than last time, though, when he wouldn't FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-51263541322939333962007-11-09T21:45:00.000-06:002007-11-09T21:54:48.253-06:00KindergartenDS1 now readily and easily answers the questions "What grade are you in?" and "Where do you go to school?" without my help. Last August, when we did not enroll him in public school kindergarten, we talked a lot about the fact that we homeschool and that he doesn't go to school somewhere else. It really threw him (and me) when, after being asked his age, he was asked if he was "in kindergarten", FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-49366675119085616712007-07-20T14:16:00.000-05:002007-07-20T14:16:31.736-05:00ServiceDS1 just brought me a lemonade in a tall glass glass. I had commented that my tummy didn't feel good, so he said he would be me something to drink. I was expecting water in a paper bathroom cup. He went to the kitchen, got a glass from the high cabinet (using the cooler for a step), got the lemonade from the refrigerator (in a 1/2 gallon milk jug), poured my lemonade, put the jug back, then FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-26645194262657442982007-07-12T22:13:00.000-05:002007-07-12T22:15:09.896-05:00Blog RevisionToday I discovered that my old-style archive links didn't work any longer, so I switched (finally) to the new template format for this blog. I have lost most of my sidebar entries, but I did save the template to a text file. So if I ever get around to taking care of this blog again, I'll add the milestone links back into the sidebar.FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-32559598320511175372007-04-25T00:33:00.000-05:002007-04-25T00:33:05.902-05:00FiveHappy Birthday! Wow, DS1 is 5. Time flies. I've had this blog for over 6 years!We had quite a fun filled day today. DH took the day off work to spend with us. DS1 has been asking for a surprise birthday party for over a month. We said "surprise" at him once this morning at home, then we got the homeschool co-op group to say it when he arrived today. We brought a cake to share, and DS1 was quite FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1168405557579441682007-01-09T23:05:00.000-06:002007-01-09T23:05:57.626-06:00Hair cutI gave DS1 a hair cut Sunday evening. He will now hold still very well for me. I use scissors instead of the electric clippers, though, because he doesn't like them anymore. The last time I got my hair cut I mentioned that I have cut the boys' hair myself. My stylist gave me a few pointers. I was already doing a decent job, so I guess I had watched in the mirror enough over the years that I had aFutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1146001858295777742006-04-25T16:50:00.000-05:002006-04-25T16:50:58.353-05:00Happy BirthdayYesterday DS1 turned 4!The day started with a huge, but brief, hail storm. DSs slept right through it. I picked up some hailstones to save and found many about golf ball size, and several almost tennis ball size. One was broken in half and I could see the layers of how it grew from pea size to much larger. Very cool.When DS1 awoke, I showed him the front yard and we talked about hail a little. FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1145505427418071532006-04-19T22:57:00.000-05:002006-04-19T22:57:07.480-05:00Clipping fingernailsDS1 trimmed his own fingernails this evening. He did a pretty good job and only asked me to help once. I was really impressed. He did say, "ouch," once, but it must not have been too bad because I didn't see blood on any of his fingers when he showed them to me when he finished.FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1144878704191576542006-04-12T16:51:00.000-05:002006-04-12T16:51:44.246-05:00Drive TimeThe past 2 mornings on the way to daycare, DS1 has had some interesting things to say. Yesterday we took turns saying rhymes. He would say a word, then I said one that rhymed with it. Then I would say a word, and he would say a rhyme. This morning he told me a story about a witch who took her magic wand and changed the weather of the seasons. The people in his story didn't like it.FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1141771266097808782006-03-07T16:41:00.000-06:002006-03-07T16:41:06.113-06:00PianoLast night DH got out a book that he bought for DS1. It has a 23 note keyboard (14 white, 9 black) and each page has a song with the notes color and number coded to the keys. They played several songs together with DS1 playing and DH singing the words. The rhythm wasn't anywhere close to right, but at this point that doesn't matter. DS1 liked the book and keyboard so much that he not only played FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1141677333561416642006-03-06T14:35:00.000-06:002006-03-06T14:35:33.616-06:00PatternsIn our church's nursery, two small coat racks with colored baskets were recently mounted on opposite walls. The baskets are red, blue, yellow and green. Yesterday, I was watching the kids because our regular caregiver was absent. From across the room, I saw DS1 standing by one rack. He looked across the room at the other rack, then back at the close one, then at the far one again. Then he FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1141418707841695742006-03-03T14:20:00.000-06:002006-03-03T14:45:07.853-06:00Ordinal Numbers, Calendar Knowledge, and Night AdventuresYesterday was quite a day for me witnessing things that DS1 knows. We have a large wall calendar hanging in the bathroom (because that's where we will see it every morning and every night). As I was sitting, and he was standing facing the calendar, he said, "Tomorrow is March third." Impressed, I said, "Yes, it is." Then he proceeded to tell me that March fourth comes next, then March fifth. He FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1140571907855822462006-02-21T19:31:00.000-06:002006-02-21T19:31:47.916-06:00Dot To DotDS1's daycare teacher sometimes sends home suggestions for activities that go along with a letter of the week. She calls it "homework" which bugs me, but I just ignore that part now.This week is D and one of the suggestions was doing some Dot To Dots and bringing them in. I drew a boy; it ended up with 47 dots so I did a simpler one with 18. DS1 wanted to do the one with lots of dots first, so heFutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1134762380501919022005-12-16T13:41:00.000-06:002005-12-16T13:46:20.513-06:00Silly StoriesMy oh my it has been a long time since I blogged here! Oh well.Last night, while reading our 2 bedtime stories, one of which is the current favorite, Froggy's Sleepover, DS1 wanted Daddy to call Max "Froggy" and to call Froggy "Max". The boys usually giggle and laugh at this book a lot anyway because of the sound effects, but switchin names makes them even sillier. DS1 also requested that FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1124376045266840712005-08-18T09:40:00.000-05:002005-08-18T09:40:45.316-05:00Helping at the ballparkYesterday we went to a baseball game. While DS2 and I found seats in our regular area, DH and DS1 bought dinner. As they came back, DH carried a tray with 2 drinks & 3 fries, and DS1 carried a tray with 3 hamburgers and a hotdog. He looked like such a big boy! A nice lady seated on the first row tried to help him ("let me take that for you", said very nicely), but he said, "I can carry it myself.FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1122658503392946832005-07-29T12:35:00.000-05:002005-07-29T12:35:03.446-05:00ChoicesLast night DS1 wanted to sleep in his underwear and shorts. He usually wears a "pull-up" to bed instead of underwear so we can all sleep better. I told him that after he "went potty" aside: (I tried to use "toliet" instead "potty" but 9 hours a day of "potty" beat 3 hours of "toilet". Now DS2 says "potty", too.) he could wear underwear if he would sleep in his bed (instead of on the floor) and FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1120658761723344122005-07-06T09:06:00.000-05:002005-07-06T09:06:01.786-05:00counting in SpanishOn the way to daycare, DS1 likes to count the bridges we go over. This morning he started counting them in Spanish: una, dos, dos (oops). There is a lot of time between bridge 2 & 3, so I said 'tres' and then he said 'tres'. FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1119887711240297422005-06-27T10:55:00.000-05:002005-06-27T10:55:11.303-05:00Five Green and Speckled FrogsA couple of nights ago, DS1 wanted to sing some songs after we had turned the light off at bedtime. I sang one to him, but then he asked for another one that I didn't know. So I asked him to sing it for us, to teach us. And he did! It was Five Green and Speckled Frogs, and it has 5 verses, counting down from 5 to 1. DS1 repeated a little bit because sometimes he didn't remember which number verseFutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1118809978972968002005-06-14T23:31:00.000-05:002005-06-14T23:32:58.976-05:00Best Friend & other thingsSunday DS1 told me "You're my best friend in the world." I practically melted with happiness.Yesterday I drove home a different way, to see a house that is for sale. This morning I drove the same way, in reverse. He said, "Mommy's driving silly. This is how we came home yesterday."He knows that he daycare class is going to see Goldilocks and the Three Bears later this week. They have been talkingFutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1117126966410739152005-05-26T12:02:00.000-05:002005-05-26T12:02:46.453-05:00Mothering Magazine Article: Let The Healing BeginMothering Magazine Article: Let The Healing Begin -- Okay, this made me cry it's so loving. I find it difficult to teach boundaries in a loving way when I'm sleep deprived, which is quite often right now. I want my sons to explore and be excited and loving and honest, but I also want them to stop when I ask or tell them to. FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1114545079977690062005-04-26T14:41:00.000-05:002005-04-26T14:51:19.976-05:00PocketsLast night DH discovered that it is time for us to start checking DS1's pants pockets when we do laundry. At church on Sunday the pastor passed out rocks. Although DS1 insists that they are "stones". Anyway, the two that came home with him are clean now. He's growing up, and I'm excited!FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1114103740030381742005-04-21T13:15:00.000-05:002005-04-21T12:15:40.033-05:00Transition to PreschoolYesterday DH and I had a parent-teacher conference with DS1's "Toddler" teacher and the "Preschool" teacher at daycare. Since his birthday is this coming Sunday (turning 3!), he will "transition" next week, spending a little more time each day in the new room. There are 2 or 3 kids in the room that have moved up within the past month, so at least he will have a few friends that he knows.We were FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959771.post-1114103068613841092005-04-18T12:04:00.000-05:002005-04-21T12:04:56.243-05:00ToiletingWell, we didn't have to use diapers on the next Monday after my previous post was written. It did take some convincing Friday evening to get him to wear underwear, but he did, and it went fine. He woke up (and woke me up) do go potty during the night. The next night he had an accident. The next time he woke up again. Then he kept having night accidents, sometimes two a night. A few nights before FutureMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395036106889012090noreply@blogger.com0