Raising a Blended Family


There are oh, so many things I have been remiss in writing about here, but the main one on my mind right now is our baby girl, and her impending arrival.

For at least the past two weeks, Wifey’s body has been trying to kickstart labor. This scared the doctor’s office initially, as we were only 36 weeks and were having runs on contractions lasting hours at 2 minutes apart and a minute long each. But, no baby appeared then and we are now safely in the realm of 38-week-land. Bring on the contractions!

We had our weekly appointment on Thursday and when the doctor checked her, we found out she is already 4cm dilated, 60% effaced and baby is fully engaged. That, coupled with the nights of intense, long-lasting contractions is enough to tell me that baby girl is trying to make her entrance into this world. The doc agreed with this assessment- he said he will be very surprised if we make it to our 39 week appointment next week.

So, with all of that in mind, we have been doing everything we can to kickstart labor and get baby girl to come out. My wife has been walking- so much walking- and we have tried pressure points, spicy food, sexy times, and even giving baby girl a stern talking to (lol). Wifey also sent me this picture yesterday of her mowing the lawn (that has normally been my chore). I guess she’s pretty determined for baby girl to come out!


 None of our strategies have worked (yet), but that hasn’t stopped us from trying. Today, she has been having some cramps, back pain, and a few pretty painful contractions. I’m hoping this all means her body is trying to ramp things up again, but at this point, who knows. 

Hopefully baby girl comes soon!



At almost 35 weeks along (34+5), our house is starting to look like there was a small explosion of baby things that went off inside of it. Specifically, the house looks like this:


And this:


And this:


And this:


As you can see, random baby stuff is EVERYWHERE. It is starting to slowly become more organized, but it still seems like every day we are working on finding a home for a new element of baby gear. It is, at times, a tight squeeze because we currently live in a three bedroom house with less than 1500 sq ft and there will soon be FIVE of us. We have no plans on moving, however, or at least not anytime soon. We’ve got big plans for about two years down the road but for now, we’re staying put, and staying put means making this house- tiny though it is- work. Shiloh will be rooming in with us, just like her older brother did, and if push comes to shove we figure the two little ones can share a room. I doubt it will come to that before we move in a few years, however, considering Shiloh’s older brother STILL spends at least half of every night happily tucked away in mom’s bed.

So yes, preparation is in full swing. I spent yesterday prepping our cloth diapers, which we haven’t used since Pax was one year old (insert guilty face here). I was excited to have a cloth butt in the house again, but dismayed to find that a lot of the elastic on the diapers has somehow become stretched to the point that I’m not confident it will fit a newborn baby anymore. This was quite the distressing discovery! So, now we are faced with replacing some covers (about ten in all), replacing our whole stash and getting different dipes (we currently use Best Bottoms but I’ve been dying to get my hands on some of the all in one styles), or ditching the whole kebob altogether and going for ‘sposies. Of the options, I tend to like number two the best, but have a feeling we’ll be going with number one. I really want to stay in cloth dipes no matter what and even though some of the AIOs are basically irresistable (we did, in fact, order an elephant-printed one just last night, even though it doesn’t match any of the other dipes in our stash!), it will be more economical to just replaced the covers for the system we already have. Sigh. I’m going to keep my eye on retail sites and diaper swaps though- maybe I’ll score some cute-but-cheap dipes on the fly! 🙂

Besides all the preparation, it has been quite the hectic summer. Me: finishing nursing school. Her: still working, becoming increasingly uncomfortable as the days go on. Pax: being two. Thing One: having surgery next week for her tonsils after a sleep study confirmed she has sleep apnea. Poor thing. And my parents/brother: taking a circuitous route on their road trip cross country heading here. They will be here sometime midJuly and leave… who know when. First it was midAugust, then it was my dad/brother leave early and my mom stays, then they were all leaving early, and now… who knows. The plan keeps changing and rather than being annoyed, I am trying to be very zen and peaceful about the whole thing. You know, ohm and all that good crap. Ohmmmmm. Ohhhhhhhmmmmmm. Oooooohhhhhhmmmmmmmygod can you please make up your minds?! (Operation Zen is obviously working perfectly, LOL). We do still need to get their room (our sunroom/junkroom) cleaned out before they get here, so it kind of is a blessing in disguise that they are meandering and taking their time getting here. We are going to get all the stuff out, put in a window AC (because it isn’t air conditioned out there) and maybe even get the carpets cleaned before they arrive. Then again, maybe we won’t. Who knows!

So that’s where we’re at at 35 weeks. Next doctor’s appointment is next Wednesday (farther apart than normal because our doc was out of town), and then after that they should be every week from here on out! Exciting times!

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GD Update

So we had another appointment today with the OB. We discussed the issues we’ve been having with the possibility of Wifey’s water being broken (we were in LD triage AGAIN on Sunday because of possible leaking) and also it was our first follow-up appointment since Wifey got diagnosed with GD and since we went and saw a diabetes nutrition specialist.

We got good news on all fronts. Her water is NOT leaking, but she does have a common infection that pregnant women can get in their unmentionables; this infection can cause the sharp pains and excess fluids she’s been having. As Wifey put it, OH THANK GOD. She said she’s never been so happy to have an infection in her whole life, and I have to agree with her. A little antibiotics and a little luck and hopefully baby girl really will be in it for the long haul… or at least until July 28th (the day I’m done with RN school!).

On the GD front, Wifey has been keeping track of her blood sugars in the morning and evenings, and has also been following a limited carb diet outlined by the nutritionist. The result has been that for the past week or so, all of her levels have been within normal and it doesn’t look like she’ll need to go on insulin or take any further steps to manage it. Whoohoo! She had been feeling a lot of stress and anxiety and feelings of guilt surrounding her diagnosis, so I think it was really important to her to do everything she possibly could to control this thing- so the fact that it’s well-controlled through diet was great news.

We also spoke with the OB more about what happens now, with baby girl and the rest of the pregnancy. I wasn’t there at the appointment where she was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, so I hadn’t yet had a chance to ask all my questions, but today I did have that chance and not hold back. There were a lot of them (my wife never remembers to ask anything!) but the OB, bless his heart, was very patient. Basically, nothing too much out of the ordinary happens. The main side effects of GD for the baby are that she could A) be a larger-than-normal baby and B) have hypoglycemia at birth that may need to be managed. So, to address these issues, we will be getting another ultrasound at 36 weeks, to get a ballpark idea of how big baby girl is at that time and assess the need for possible induction. Both Wifey and I are pretty against induction based on estimated size alone, but the OB didn’t make it seem like it was likely anyways and he said under no circumstances would it be electively done before 39 weeks… so that made me feel good, that he wasn’t pushing for that to happen. The other thing that will happen is the Shiloh will need to get her blood glucose tested at birth, via heel stick. If she’s hypoglycemic then her first meal will be some good ole’ sugar water, either by sucking or by a tube fed down her throat. He said in rare cases, baby could need an IV, but that that usually isn’t the case and that the sugar water would probably be sufficient. I don’t like the idea of my baby girl being stuck or having tubes down her throat the second she enters the world, but I also know there are many worse things that could happen- all in all, this isn’t so bad. And hopefully, it won’t be needed at all! I like to be optimistic.

So yes, the planner type-A personality part of me feels a lot better now, knowing what the sort-of game plan is. I’ve stopped buying newborn clothes and I am totally okay with a chubby baby, as long as it’s a HEALTHY chubby baby. And healthy mama, of course.

Now, if I could just get a solid answer on when, exactly, Miss Shiloh plans on making her appearance so that I could plan that, too… Hopefully not soon is all I’m saying. We’re 33 weeks today, 7 left to go!


32 weeks

I apologize for being so remiss in blogging. Are any of you still here? To say that life has been busy- well, that would be an understatement. A HUGE understatement.
However, I have managed to carve out a tiny chunk of time (at 6:15 am on my day off when I am up with the toddler) and so I will take full advantage and try to give you a well-rounded update via bullet points:

  • Two major pregnancy developments: first, Wifey failed first her one-hour glucose test, then her three-hour one, which confirmed a diagnosis of gestational diabetes. She’s pretty freaked out and upset by it, and I am trying my best to reassure her, support her, and do what I can to help her. The whole family is now eating healthier and cutting out sweets, and we see the dietician tomorrow to see if there’s anything more to be done, diet-wise. Unfortunately, even while eating healthy, balanced, and cutting sugars and carbs, her blood sugar still isn’t where it needs to be and so chances are that next doctor appointment she will be put on an antidiabetic medication. We will see!
  • The second pregnancy development is that Wifey seems to have developed a small, slow leak in her waters. We first discovered it last week when she had a couple days in a row of movement being followed by a gush of fluid. She swore she hadn’t peed and it was enough to soak her pants, so the second time it happened we headed to labor and delivery to be checked. They did two tests, the first of which was positive and the second of which was negative for her waters being broken. Talk about confusing! Since they couldn’t get a definitive answer and we had an appointment with our very own doc the next morning, they let us go home. The following morning at the appointment the doctor couldn’t really tell us anything more than “maybe” (a repeat test was negative, but as I pointed out to him at the time, if she was only gushing small amounts at a time then there was always a high probability that the test WOULD be negative if it had been too long since a gush, etc). He basically told her to take it easy and come back if it happens again. Helpful.
  • On the plus side- we are now at 32 weeks of pregnancy! She looks amazing and is doing great. 8ish weeks left until baby girl is due and we both agree they’re going to fly by, if only because they’re so busy and chock-full of events! I have to graduate nursing school still (7 weeks and 70 hours of clinicals left, plus a few huge tests), Thing One’s birthday and birthday shenanigans are in July, we’ve got our own anniversary in July, and my parents will arrive sometime midJuly as well for their annual summer visit… Which means lots of cleaning and rearranging because the room they will stay in is currently full (of baby crap). So yeah, busy 8 weeks we’ve got coming up!
  • As far as being ready for baby: we almost are. The labor and delivery/broken waters incident scared us into throwing together a kind of haphazard hospital bag, which needs to be repacked but which nonetheless would do in a pinch. We have pretty much all the baby gear we need but we do still need to acquire a dresser and a changing pad, and some smaller odds and ends (burp cloths, pacis, etc). We will be cloth diapering again so our diaper stash needs to be prepped still (and we need to get a few newborn ‘sposie packs for the first few weeks). 

That’s about it! Busy busy bees, we are. I will try to update this more often but we will see…. The next post might be to announce baby’s arrival! Haha! 
Below, our 32 week bump pic:



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The Labor and Delivery Tour We Didn’t Mean to Take

I called and left a message with the hospital coordinator Monday that we would like a tour of L&D. Tuesday, we got our unofficial tour… Because Shorty got admitted to the hospital! Nobody freak, the baby is fine. She’s not in labor, she just can’t breathe.

Let me back up: all last week, Pax was sick with a cough. We figured it was a cold, kept him home, and that was that. Monday morning, Shorty woke up coughing and we just figured she had what he had had. No biggie.

Monday night, however, she called me while I was at Starbucks studying and told me I needed to come home NOW. She sounded horrible. Concerned, I rushed home and found her hacking and coughing, barely able to get a breath. I decided we should go to the ER right then and there, but she wouldn’t budge- between coughing fits, she told me she didn’t want to go, she just wanted me home. No amount  of pleading would budge her, so I reluctantly agreed to staying home, with the stipulation that she go see her doctor first thing in the morning. Morning came, she went to see her doctor, and lo and behold he had her directly admitted to the hospital- do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not go back home. Straight to the hospital.

When she called me to tell me I was an hour and a half away in the big city doing stuff for school- had to scramble to get out of my training and on the road back home. We also had to figure out what to do with the kids, which is how we found out that even though we don’t have a ton of friends, the ones we do have are worth their weight in gold. Between all of them we got the kids taken care of so that I could go be with her in the hospital. 

So, here we are, on the L&D floor, surrounded by babies while our own is still baking. She’s doing better this morning but the doc still says she’ll be here another night. Breathing treatments, IV antibiotics, and other meds have all helped her to sound less like Darth Vader when she breathes. She’s doing her best to rest while she’s here, though it can be hard with all the hospital staff in and out constantly. 

The good news in all this is, Shiloh really is doing fine. She’s having fun playing hide and seek with the nurses when they come in periodically to check her heart rate, and she keeps kicking both the fetal doppler and the big jug of water mama keeps trying to rest on her belly while she drinks it. Silly baby!
Love and good thoughts appreciated. Hopefully Wifey feels better soon! 



I think I’ll go for a walk outside now, the summer sun’s callin’ my name…

Of course, it isn’t quite summer yet but the sun is shining, the temperatures are rising, and so, correspondingly, are my spirits. There’s something so alive about summer, about the grass growing and the sun shining and the warmth on your skin after so many days of dreary cold winter snows and spring rains. I feel the urge to be outside all the time now, have visions of camping and hikes and outdoor BBQs, long to lounge and sun myself like a lazy iguana on a hot stone. All things outdoors are calling me!

They’re calling Pax, too. Nearly every day, the first thing he says when I pick him up at daycare is “I go outside? Out?” When we’re at home he will often go get his shoes on of his own accord (usually mismatched and on the wrong feet) and come find us and say “I ready! I go outside!” (Sadly, time of day doesn’t seem to trouble him and he will happily demand to go outside at 6am on a Saturday when mommy hasn’t even had a single cup of coffee yet). He loves trips to the park, going outside to play with bubbles, wheeling his tricycle, balance cycle, and all his other wheeled items around the yard, playing with his water table, and just plain ‘ole exploring the backyard. He will play for hours at a time and usually we end up going inside because moms are tired or because he isn’t listening and is running into the neighbors’ yards, rather than because he is tired of being outside. In fact, he usually runs the OPPOSITE direction when we call to him to try to get him to come in! In a few weeks when the weather warms up we’ll blow up the backyard wading pool we bought and then we really won’t ever be able to get him inside.

Summer is only just beginning and I am so excited to take full advantage of it. Yes it will be busy, what with my wife being in her third trimester (!!!) and me finishing up nursing school and all, but not so busy that we can’t get in a lot of sunshine and happy times outdoors. I can’t wait for summer!



Soliciting Opinions

As the new baby’s arrival looms ever-nearer, so does the introduction of a problem we have been trying to solve. It is, of course, a sleep-related problem, as it seems many problems concerning toddlers and new babies are. Ours, in particular, revolves around cosleeping dilemmas.

We have, from the beginning, shared a family bed with Pax. Though it was never in our plans, Paxton is and always has been a self-declared cosleeper. The boy needs our touch and our presence to fall and stay asleep- during the night, he reaches out a hand and makes sure he is in constant contact with the bare skin of one of our arms, or necks, or bellies. This, too, he has always done. An earlier post of mine describing 4-month-old Pax states that he

seems to be a very tactile baby- he needs to FEEL us, skin to skin, and seems to get a lot of comfort out of it. I know all babies do this to an extent but he seems to be even more-so than average.

This post, from when he was just four months old, is so spot-on for how he still is that it blows my mind.  No, he doesn’t sleep ON us anymore (as described in that post), but damn near close enough- oftentimes, we fall alseep forehead-to-forehead with him in constant contact with mine or Shorty’s body.

Also, though he starts out each night in his own room where we deposit him at bedtime, he never falls asleep or stays asleep there for long. Instead, he plays, babbles, and eventually cries until one of us comes to get him and deposit him in “mama bed” as he calls it. Then, he will ONLY go to sleep if we lay down with him- the act of transferring him into our bed does not in and of itself mean he will sleep. (So, here is problem number one: The kid isn’t going to sleep each night until ten or so, because that’s when WE go to bed, and that’s just too damn late for a toddler’s bed time. Plus, he won’t sleep independently, AT ALL.).

Admittedly, we enable this routine. We get him when he is crying and take him to our bed, thus reinforcing the crying routine. But, I will also say that it feels right, having him in our bed. The few times we have tried to wean him out of it have been unsuccessful in part because of mine and Shorty’s unwillingness to be parted from him at night. Speaking for myself, I love snuggling him. i love feeling him run his hand over my arm, his fingertips on my palms, “feeling” for me and comforting himself with my presence. I like reaching out and “scooping” him over to me from across the bed- like catching a fish in a net- once he is limp and asleep and unprotesting (if he’s not fully asleep, I am liable to be told off for daring to try to snuggle him. “NO. ‘top it, mama. I schweeping!”). I like knowing he’s safe at night, being able to feel him breathing, and I love waking up, all of us together in the mornings, him snuggling and giving out hugs to wake us up as we blink awake. In short, We aren’t AT ALL ready for him to leave our bed, and neither is he. Cosleeping with him has made us all closer and more intimate, and it has been one of my favorite things about this whole journey of ours.

The problem, then, comes in thinking about Shiloh and her arrangements. I want the same for her as for Pax, sleeping in bliss with comfort in the form of her moms nearby, and the security that comes with all of it. But, I want this for her without giving up the continued cosleeping with Pax, which obviously brings up safety concerns. Pax obviously isn’t ready to stop cosleeping; my own previous posts show that he has just always been this kind of sleeper and therefore not likely to suddenly change now. So what, then, is the solution?

I have googled and researched and I have some ideas, but what I would love would be to hear your thoughts. Has anyone been in this situation, or had friends who were? What worked for you/them? What did you ultimately do? We have three months to ponder this decision; I know that time will fly by though and we need to make arrangements.

Basic facts we are working with:

-we already have a king bed, turned sideways on the floor.

-Our room is small. Possibly could sidecar a crib? Not so sure a twin mattress would fit alongside, but maybe.

-He hates his toddler bed and always has. I think because the mattress makes noises and isn’t a mom-style grown up mattress but rather still a crib mattress? We’ve got a twin bed for him that we just need to put together, but again- not so sure we even want him out of our bed yet!

So, give me your ideas. I want to hear ’em!

(Just for fun, I now present the many sleeping positions of Paxton. Lol!) 


This post brought to you by my own clumsy feet

So, it turns out, when you don’t have time to post, Life makes time for you. Sometimes, it cancels a class for you… Other times, it makes you trip off a curb in front of a crowd on your way home one fine Monday evening, sprain/break your ankle (outcome TBD) and have an unexpected ER trip instead. And since you’re sitting there by yourself with your wife at home on standby with the kids ready to come get you… You suddenly have time to post. Thanks, life.

i swear that sidewalk wasnt there a second ago


hellooooo, cankle.

So while I’m sitting here chillin’, it turns out I have time to update you guys…. At least until the X-ray guy comes. But we all know that means we’ve got time.

Potty training- is going so, so much better than we ever expected. The boy pees. In the toilet, mostly (though we have of course had our occasional accidents). He holds his pee appropriately. He made it through a four hour car ride with only one stop and NO accidents. He naps dry in the daytime in just underwear, no pull up. He will occasionally tell us now when he has to go (we mostly initiate it though). He’s a miracle!

The one thing he does not do is poop. (In the toilet, that is- because he sure as heck goes poop as soon as we put his pull up on at night). So, that is a work in progress, but honestly I think he just didn’t want to make it too easy for us because everything else has been cake.

instilling an early love of reading on the pot


his favorite part of this whole thing is getting to “play in the water” afterwards.

Preggers is doing fine. And by “fine,” I mean waddling everywhere, taking up all the room in bed with her “rocket ship” (pregnancy pillow), and eating lots and lots and LOTS of pickles. No seriously. LOTS:

that’s a one-gallon jar of pickles i bought her. when i texted her a picture of it she sent back “OMG YOU’RE MY HERO.”


Baby girl is fine and healthy in there, as far as we know. All signs point to her being a star soccer player some day and it’s gotten to the point where I can feel her kicking my back at night when we’re cuddling. Awww. We have another baby appointment next week (the four weeks in between appointments keep FLYIN’ on by!) so I can update you guys then (or, you know, not… If it’s going to cause another foot-curb incident. Lol)

Nursing school is also flying. I have two more weeks in this semester and then a summer semester and I’m done! Can’t believe it. We’ve got a lot to do before nursing school ends (assignments, preparing for baby girl, figuring out how to pay summer tuition since my financial aid ran out (!)… But we’ll get there. It’s stressful, but there’s a light at the end of the tunnel and when we reach it, I’ll be done with school AND it will be baby girl time (hopefully in that order, pleasekaythanks.). It’ll be here before I know it!

Thing One- is doing really well this year in school. I probably haven’t talked about it much but she struggles a lot usually and was diagnosed ADHD. We started her on the lowest dose of meds they have and, they help! Her grades have steadily come up and I think, her self-esteem related to school has as well. She is silly, smart, and always tries to be helpful, and she’s starting to mature into an older kid rather than a little kid. It’s definitely a gradual transition but little by little she’s making it. Her attitude, however, is sadly still on the problem list. She will be ten this July but she acts like she’s 17 already. Definitely a lot of head-butting between moms and kid in this house! And we thought that didn’t start until teenagehood… psh. There are some days where I wonder if we will all survive until then! Ha!

a picture Wifey just sent me to make me feel better

Anyways. Overall life is good- not too many complaints and lots of happiness. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, right?

Okay. So there’s your ER-update…. Now who wants to take bets on how much longer I’ll be here? 

(Later edited to add: not broken! YAAAAAAY! Thank everything, ’cause ain’t nobody got time fo dat!)



Potty training- notes from the trenches

We are on day three of potty training here at Casa Lezbemoms. It is going okay. so far.

On day one (Wednesday) Pax went to daycare in the morning (they were having their egg-dying party that day)  and then came home in the afternoon and began potty training. No accidents that day and he peed in the potty twice! Moms were proud! It was definitely an encouraging start to potty training.

Day two, yesterday, went slightly worse than day one. Pax once again went to daycare in the morning because they were doing their Easter party and we didn’t want him to miss it. We brought in extra pants and underwear, and he ended up peeing in the potty once and having two accidents before we picked him up that afternoon. The accidents, though, might have had something to do with being distracted from the party and the egg hunt they were doing. When we brought him home, he had a couple accidents and only peed in the potty once. He didn’t drink a whole lot yesterday though which meant that a lot of times when we went to sit on the potty, he just didn’t have anything left to pee. When he did have accidents, we made him help clean them, so he can start to understand the connection between peeing and the need to pee on the potty.

He has started saying “no potty” and resisting going to sit on it, something that was unexpected given how clearly ready he is to potty training. I think it’s mainly a toddler-control issue, and also not wanting to be interrupted from whatever he is doing at that moment. He will also proclaim himself “done” within two seconds of his butt hitting the toilet seat- so distraction with books, songs, etc comes into play in order to make sure he sits there longer and actually goes. Finally, last night he hadn’t gone poop in two days and Shorty and I had a feeling that as soon as we put his diaper on for the night, he would go. Sure enough, he did. So that was frustrating but we will work on it.

This morning so far we are half and half, success rate vs accident rate. He flat out peed in his underwear one time and didn’t say anything, but the second time when he started to pee he looked down and said UHOH and we rushed to the bathroom, where he promptly finished peeing quite a big amount. We still had to change underwear because he’d gotten them wet when he started to go, but I count it a success since he ended up going in the potty. I have no doubt that it will get better (though any tips on dealing with the “no’s” would be great!) Today is an at-home-all-day day, so hopefully we make some progress!

In his robot underwear

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Time for someone to potty train

At two and a half, we have dabbled in potty training our son but not taken the actual leap. There have been a few half-hearted attempts at starting that were stopped before they really began, and there were a few dribbles in the toilet here and there- but we largely have held off potty training for convenience’ sake. We haven’t had time, we had our 15 hour road trip to Disney, we had errands to run and didn’t have time to stay home with a potty-training toddler, etc etc.

In spite of our own reluctance, it has been increasingly obvious in the past few months that our son is ready to take the leap- even if his moms haven’t been yet. He has shown potty interest, wakes up generally dry, and asks to sit on the potty occasionally. 

The crowning moment of this building momentum towards potty training time, however, came tonight while pax was playing in his playroom solo. Out of nowhere, he came running into the kitchen where we were and we saw that he had stripped himself of both pants and diaper. “Potty!” he exclaimed, “poopoo potty!” We clarified if he was asking to go sit on the potty and he said YES and ran towards the bedroom where the bathroom is. I was expecting him to pee on the carpet at any moment but he didn’t. He lifted up the toilet lid, got his elmo toilet seat situated, clambered up onto the seat… And peed. A full, big stream of pee that he had obviously been holding just so he could peepee in the potty! 

When there was no more pee, he matter of factly said “all done!”, slid down, and went to the sink so he could wash his hands. We did a potty dance of joy and then we ran out to tell mama what we had accomplished. Holy CRAP. My son ASKED to go potty, and then went!

This, more than anything else, shows me that he’s ready. He is not only ready, he is READY. And if we don’t potty train this kid soon, he just might do it all by himself!

So, potty training starts at 0800 tomorrow! Luckily, for the next five days in a row, either shorty or I (or both) are off work anyways. Hopefully plenty of time to train our young sir- wish us luck!

Update- HE DID IT AGAIN TONIGHT! Right before we got in the shower, we were standing there and he climbed up on the toilet and peed!