ok - another potty entry...prepare yourself...

 

i have recently tried to convert Aiden-pants to pee standing up instead of sitting down.  we had two successful days of it...i'm talking so successful that Aman was telling everyone he saw and would announce "mama - i did potty standing up!  i'm a big boy now!" every time.

 

well, then there was the set-back...

 

2 days ago, i'm getting the kids out of the house for the weekly grocery store trip.  i have Sadie in her car seat - out the door - almost closing the door and i look at Aiden and think - "crap - you haven't gone potty."  so, i set Sadie down in her car seat outside the door (she's reading her book, so she's totally content)...i go w/ Aiden to the bathroom, which is 2 feet from the door.  it's been raining a lot, so his Crocs had already gotten wet outside.  he stands in front of the potty - seats up/pants down...leans forward and SMACK!  his feet totally slipped on the tile.  he face-planted into the toilet seat and his goodies slammed into the front of the toilet.  he had no chance to catch himself bc he was aim'n his goodies to pee.

 

this is where it took ALL I HAD to not laugh.  i'm really not good in situations like this...unless i see instant blood, i laugh at most injuries.  BUT, i was proud of myself - i held it in this time.  Aiden started yelling at the toilet "that potty is mean mama!!!  it hurt me!!!"  so, i had to explain that the toilet wasn't evil and he slipped bc of his wet shoes.  this was a solid 5 min conversation while he's crying and yelling "i'm NEVER standing up again!"  oh, and remember - Sadie is still sit'n outside...she has waited long enough, so she's also now crying.  mom of the year.  seriously, all i wanted to do was get groceries.

 

oh, and i did finally let out the laughter...i called jon on the drive to the store - told the story all cryptic and barely got the story out through my crying laughter.

 

since then, it has taken two solid days to get Aman to not be afraid of the toilet.  he's finally back to the stand-up-approach, though he now refuses to wear shoes when he's pee'n.  i'm pretty sure it'll come up somehow in therapy when he's like 25..."so where do you think your unnatural fear of the toilet came from?"...

 

  

yep - i'm writing about boobs...no topic is off limits in the Mindy-world.

 

so, the boobs are graduating...or maybe changing careers?...however you want to describe it, their purpose is now indefinitely different.  this is where i say...if you're afraid of boob talk that involves nursing...eh, get over it...you'll become exposed to at some point in your life and then you won't think it's so bad.  if you're offended now...well, stop reading.  though, if you're a guy and someone is writing about boobs...you're sooo not going to stop reading...sucks to be a guy.

 

ok - so, i'm done nursing.  i nursed Aiden for ~10 months and now i've just finished nursing Sadie (12 months).  it's bittersweet to be done.  here's the breakdown of my thoughts (if you haven't noticed, i clearly think in bullets):

 

1) i can drink more!  i no longer have to worry about how many drinks i can have or the timing/etc.  i can just drink if i feel like it.  now, i feel like a lot of my posts discuss the joy of drinking...seriously, i don't have a problem...i just enjoy the freedom of beverages.  and good for me, drinking is nice. dammit!

2) FREEDOM.  i can now go places and not have to be back within 2 hours...or before bedtime bc i have to nurse.  i can't tell you how freeing that is.  i'm used to jon getting home @ 6:30pm and me having from 6:30 to 7:30 to pull off grocery shopping/errands/etc.  it's stressful to be in a check out line and think - 'god dammit people, move quicker - enough with the checks, i gotta go nurse a baby that doesn't understand patience!'  so, the other night i went grocery shopping and didn't have to pull off a door to door trip in 1 hour.  i did the grocery shopping and then expanded my adventure by also going to buy new roos.  yep - rooos...which leads me to the next item... 

3) roos.  i've had the same damn ones since the year of pregnancy...and all the way through the year of nursing - refusing to get new ones until it was all over...fyi...roos get worn out and stretched out when you grow watermelon boobs and also stain them w/ milk.  so, let's just say, buying new roos was so damn exciting, you'd of thought i was buying jewels.

4) pump disposal.  due to nursing, i am an obligated owner of a breast pump.  i've had it since Aiden was born - 4.5 yrs ago.  it's gotten more use than i think is normal.  while working, i was pumping in the f'n pkg lot, lugging it everywhere....to the point where only one side of the pump worked due to 'wear and tear'.  seriously, i want to have a 'pump burning party'.  i never have to pump again...how glorious is that?  i never have to connect myself to a machine to self-milk.  awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, the glory.

4) i'm not ever going to nurse again.  yep, that's right - the plan is to birth no more offspring.  it's a lil bit sad bc nursing is very much a bonding event, but i think bc i've focused on the positives of no longer nursing, it's easier to not think about what i'm missing or about moving on.  the kids are still young enough that they want to cuddle, so for now, i can focus my bonding efforts there.

 

in summary - mindy's world has officially changed.  i know to some it seems like crazy talk, but to those that know what a commitment nursing is, you can relate.  i'm free.  now, don't get me wrong - i loved every moment of it (besides the first 2 months after birth when i would swear, grit my teeth, and stomp my feet in pain every time she latched on...oh, and then when she got teeth and decided it was fun to chomp down to see how those new teeth worked).  it's a new phase in my life.  the boobs are now back to being just boobs and not milking machines.  granted, that is what boobs are made for...but, mine are graduating from that world.  maybe i should have a boob graduation party?  hmmm...that'd be an interesting party...slippery nipple shots and pasties for everyone?...let the games begin!  :)