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No April Fools Here, Just April THRILLS

Happy April everybody! I for one am glad to kick March Madness out the door. For you see, ever since March 7th, the night of the Great Blizzard of ’08, someone has been sick in my house. First Joshua, then Sophie, then last week Bobby’s butt was kicked by a bronchial infection, and now it’s my turn. I’ve got a sore throat and ears but no fever or anything that could qualify me for a “real” illness, that would necessitate days in bed resting or a prescription that would net me a $25 CVS gift card. Nooo, I’m not that lucky. But anyhoo, we have a lot to look forward to here at Mommin’ It Up in April. So stay tuned!

First of all, Emily is going to thrill us by having another baby!! And more importantly, once it is born she will no longer be able to hide the gender from me! Hallelujah! The suspense is really killing me on that one, but now we have new drama. Will the baby turn on time? Will Emily have a vaginal birth or c-section? Induced or scheduled? OR will her water just break? I’m on the edge of my seat!!

Mid-month, I’m going to be taking an adventure of my own. I’m going out of town for two days. Like, way out. On an airplane. BY MYSELF. With no hubby or babies!! Now since I am a big baby myself and haven’t flown in five years, I am already sweating about whether I will survive the plane ride, and if I DO, how will I EVER make it from the airport to the hotel BY MYSELF with no car??? Such things terrify me!! Can I handle it or will I just crumple up into the fetal position at baggage claim? Since Sophie shows no signs of weaning, will she survive while I am gone? More importantly, will her tempestuousness and longing for Mama KILL my husband while I am gone? Will I be able to pump enough while I am there or will my breasts explode and flood my entire hotel with milk? The cliffhangers are just myriad in numbers, my peeps!

One more April Thrill to look forward to: after Emily pops that baby out, we are going to have a really awesome contest to celebrate! That’s right, it’s a Baby’s Birthday Giveaway and you are gonna LOVE it. I know you will all be racing to leave your comments on the contest post as soon as you see it!

So thanks for sticking with us through the March Madness! But let’s move on to April Thrills together!

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A Sure Sign it’s Wean-her Time

I’ve mentioned a few times that my 15-month-old daughter is still nursing with fervor, and that I’d like to wean her realllly soooon. I have promised myself after I get through Joshua’s birthday parties (one down – more on that later!) that I am actually really going to get a plan and try to weiner wean her.

I was assured this was the right thing to do the other day when a little incident occurred while Sophie was nursing. Now Sophie nurses when she gets up in the morning, before her nap and before bed, and whenever the heck else she wants to. So, you know, about 87 times a day. At this particular time, she was just having a little snack, you know, for the fun of it, and had only been nursing for about a minute when she stopped nursing and climbed down off my lap.

“Are you all done?” I asked.

She looked up at me angelically with her big blue eyes, farted loudly three times, climbed back up on my lap, and started nursing again.

Uhhhhh…so. Um, yeah. It’s Wean-her Time!

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The Milk Maid & the Dairy Queen

A couple of days ago my mom called me with a good joke. “I saw Elisabeth Hasselbeck on the View with her new baby,” she said, “And she’s calling herself the Dairy Queen because it wants to nurse day & night, night & day. So, I thought you should call yourself that, too.” With that she gave a little “tee-hee” in reference to Sophie’s ardent love of nursing. Oy. Unlike the Dairy Queen down the street from my house, THIS DQ is open all winter at least. Yikes!

Saturday Sophie earned herself the title of Milk Maid to my DQ. She was eating an afternoon snack in her high chair (and I was – what else? – filing coupons!) and I’d given her a straw cup of milk. She will usually drink an ounce or two and then do what she does when she’s done with anything – unceremoniously throw it on the floor. It’s one of her signature moves. When she’s done with a toy, a food, whatever, she just chucks it and moves on. Well, this time when I heard the cup hit the floor, I noticed it wasn’t as full as usual. As a matter of fact, she’d downed almost all the milk! My heart skipped a beat in excitement! Could it be that she was moving toward loving the cup more than the DQ? I decided to see what she’d do if I got her some more. So I gave her another 4 oz. cup of milk, and went back to filing my coupons. Then I went into the kitchen and unloaded the dishwasher. While I was in there I heard the cup hit the floor again, and when I went to check on her that cup was DRY. She had drained the whole thing!! Just then the phone rang. It was Bobby, checking in (he was rockin’ out with his music buddies. Jam session. Very cool). I excitedly told him about Sophie’s milk consumption. He couldn’t believe it either! When I got off the phone, Sophie was making her “all done” sign of raising her hands in the hair and then clapping for herself. So I went to get her out of her chair. She was wearing a little pink velour hoodie (thanks Bethany!) over her overalls. When I took her high chair tray off, I noticed that the hoodie was soaked. When I undid her buckles, I noticed her torso was soaked. When I picked her up, I noticed her BUTT was soaked.

She’d drank and then SPIT OUT at least that entire second cup all over herself!!!!!!!!! And probably half of the first.

Geez kid! Her super-toothless grin showcased her pride. What a booger.

So the Dairy Queen stripped the Milk Maid down to her diaper and took her upstairs and tossed gently placed her in the bathtub for a good soak.

I guess I’ll be retaining my title for awhile. I wish it came with a tiara!! Or at least a Brownie Batter Blizzard!!!

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