Rub a Dub Dub

Maggie's in her baby doll's bathtub!!!

Oh the silly things she does each day...

Little Gym

Zac took Maggie to an introductory Little Gym class today. We thought we would go ahead and try it out since the winter is finally approaching and it's harder to get out for gross motor activities lately. We also figured it might be a nice break for Mommy so I could get some housework done, and maybe have a bit of down time to relax and do something for myself.

Maggie apparently enjoyed Little Gym quite a bit. Zac said that she just watched the other children during the group time, but participated fully in all the fun activities later. This evening she's been making anything she can hang on to a bar like at Little Gym. She's been somersaulting all over the bed, and even walking across some wood planks Zac had out as her own make-shift balance beam. She seems pretty "into" it already.

Now Zac and I have to decide if forkin' over the money for Little Gym over the winter months will actually be worth it or not!

Friends that take their little ones to Little Gym...what do you guys suggest?????

Big Bed Update

Night 1: Maggie falls asleep in her new bed in about 5 minutes---so does Daddy. Daddy wakes up and Mommy and Daddy go to bed. Maggie wakes up at about 3am and shouts "Daddy! Come sleep with me!" Daddy goes back in and sleeps for awhile, then comes back to bed. Maggie wakes up in the morning and shouts "Daddy, you are supposed to sleep with me!"

Night 2: Mommy lays down with Maggie. Maggie and Mommy fall asleep fast! Mommy wakes up at 2:30am, as Boston is crawling under the covers---yep, that would make Mommy, Maggie and Boston all in a twin size bed. Mommy goes to her bed. 3:30am Maggie wakes up and shouts "Daddy, I have to poop!" Daddy takes her potty, and I hear her whisper to him "Daddy you come sleep in my bed with me." He does. Maggie wakes up in the morning and comes into our room and wakes me up. She says "Hi Mommy! Daddy's sleeping in my big bed!"

Night 3: Mommy and Daddy explain to Maggie that she's going to go to sleep in her big bed by herself tonight. She asks "But what if I throw up?" We tell her that we'll come check on her in five minutes. She snuggles in, and lets us leave her room without any trouble. One minute ago...Maggie shouts "Daddy, I have to go poop!" Her and Daddy are in the bathroom right now, and I can hear her talking up a storm trying to delay this sleeping by herself thing as long as she can!

I know, I know people. Why did we even lay down with her in the first place? It just looked so cozy, and neither of us could resist curling up and cuddling our cute little Moo! We do know though that we probably made some extra work for ourselves. We'll see how the rest of tonight goes, and if Zac and I actually end up in our own bed at all. It kind of seems like the reverse of how it usually goes for families. Usually it's the child that keeps crawling into the parent's bed to go to sleep right?

The Big Bed

We bought this antique iron bed when we lived in Moscow for $30! I love this bed. I'm so excited we could put it together as Maggie's first big bed!

I took Maggie to Target to pick out her own sheets. She saw these flower ones and shouted "THE FLOWER ONES MOMMY!"

SO FREAKIN' CUTE!!!

We did it! We set up Maggie's big bed tonight. She loves it, and she's working extra hard to get up and down all by herself. We gave her the choice to sleep in her crib or her bed tonight, and of course she chose her bed. She did request Daddy lay down with her for a minute, so that's what they are doing right now. Zac warned me that if he doesn't come out after awhile then he's probably fallen asleep, and I should just plan on him sleeping with Moo tonight. He's just excited about her bed as she is.

I'll do a post update tomorrow on how her first night in her bed goes!

Yay Moo!

Night Time Drama

My goodness, we have had quite the rough patch at bedtime with our little Maggie Moo! It all started with her getting sick over the weekend. Zac and I have always brought Maggie to our bed when she's really sick, but besides those occasions, she always sleeps in her crib independently. We haven't really ever helped Maggie fall asleep either, she's always done that all on her own. Its always felt as though when we tried to help her it just made it harder for her to fall asleep. When she did it herself it was quick and easy.

So on Saturday night Maggie decided that she was going to become frantic when it was time to go to bed. And I mean FRANTIC. Screaming, crying, telling us that she's going to throw up over and over again. Obviously this is all stemming from that fantastic stomach flu we had (did I mention I got it too?), where the poor little thing got sick in her crib, and then proceeded to vomit 15 more times throughout the night.

The first night she became upset we weren't so sure she wasn't going to throw up, so Zac kept getting her up, sitting with her as they held her new favorite accessory, the throw-up bucket, in their lap until finally she was so exhausted she couldn't stay awake. The next night she screamed and screamed. Zac and I took turns holding her, and finally I sat next to her crib with her until she fell asleep, it was almost 11pm. Then she woke up at 4 am doing the same thing, and we just brought her to our bed. Last night, a repeat of the night before, but insert Zac next to her bed until she fell asleep. Tonight...I opted for the extreme...we brought out the big girl bed and talked about how she gets to move to her new bed soon. We set up our antique bed, and plan on getting a mattress and box spring from Grandma Crist tomorrow. I also gave her a little bit of ginger candy before bed and told her that it helps you so you don't throw up (somewhat truthful). I held her for a minute, laid her down, and told her I'd check on her in five minutes...she's not screaming. She is however still awake, we've checked on her a bunch, and it's almost 10pm!!!!!! Wish us luck!

The scene in our bed as I woke up this morning---it just looks like a rough night doesn't it?

Quote of the Night

Mommy: "See Maggie, that's the BSU mascot right there." (I pointed out the Buster Bronco as he ran onto the field in the Kibbie Dome---she's been really into Mascots lately).

Maggie: "I no like that Donkey, I like my Joe!" (this was said with a grimace on her face)

Ahhh, what a true Vandal.

GO VANDALS!

What a night...

Just before bedtime Maggie started to complain that her stomach hurt. She had some diarrhea, so I made her a cup of her kid's tummy trouble tea to drink while we read our bedtime books, and she seemed to be feeling better when I put her to bed. It was taking her FOREVER to fall asleep, and she kept yelling at me that she had to go potty. I'd sit her on the potty and nothing would happen. Then as I crawled into bed I heard her gasp, and her bugsy fly across the room, then a huge splatter. I ran to her room, and there she was all teary eyed. She said "Mommy, I threw up in my crib." And she sure did.

Now the worst part is that I'm a single parent this week/weekend. Meaning my husband is 5+ hours away in Moscow. Trying to comfort Maggie, clean her up, clean up the floor, the wall, her crib, and the bedding was quite the task for a Mommy. I sure was missing Zac!

I eventually got everything all cleaned up (including Maggie) and got her all tucked into my bed. Withing 30 minutes she was throwing up again. She continued to throw up every 20-30 minutes until after 4 am, so for 7 hours!

Sara and Grandma Tara were on call in case I needed someone to make a trip to the store for some Pedialyte and popcicles. At first Maggie wouldn't drink anything, but after awhile she started to drink as much as she could between throwing up, which helped so much, just so that she had something to throw up. When she would start to dry-heave she'd whisper "Mommy, I trying, I can't throw up"----SOOOO SAD!

I'm exhausted to say the least, and I'm madly trying to get the laundry and craziness of the night all cleaned up before she wakes up. Thank goodness she's gotten a couple hours of sleep now though! Let's hope this was just a quick 12-hour bug that's come and gone!

Thank goodness for my loving dog! The only way I could get Maggie all comforted and calmed while I ran around frantically trying to clean up was to have Boston lay right with her, which is exactly what Boston did---and is still doing now as pictured above.

Thanks for filling in for Daddy B!