Break time & Training Me!

   I know, random post title.. Just bare with me here. It’s one of those days where I just wanted to wake up, go makeup-less, throw on my sweats and walk out of the door. I am exhausted lately and am in serious need of a time out. Not one of those where life goes on around you. I sort of need a kind where life pauses and I accomplish my to-dos and take a mini break and then hit the play button. Because, let’s face it, if I were to take that time out and time revolve too, I’d come back to a bigger mess than already is :)

   Between my schedule at school this semester, work, busy little boy, and all of other life adventures, I don’t have a day off all week. It adds up… quickly. Some of it is by choice, like the one to work out 3-4 days a week. It keeps me sane. And if I took time off, I’d be further behind than I already am, not that I’m any where near ahead :) Sometimes I wonder why I have to work so hard to get to one little goal, is it worth it? But the mental benefits of working out alone is worth the time sacrifice. Well, at least that’s what I keep telling myself!

  Ah, then there’s the little boy, who sure is cute but here lately is into everything! I know, I know, I say that all the time. It’s the truth. Never think they can’t get any busier and can’t create a bigger mess, because they can prove you wrong. He’s one cute reason why I can NEVER get ahead in the cleaning department. I am constantly wiping down surfaces only to turn around and see handprints behind me or picking up toys only to find another pile in the next room. I make the bed and fold the clothes only to find a pile past the top of the washer and dryer that are begging to be washed and also put away. Dinner to be made, a fridge to be cleaned out and the never ending pile of dishes to be cleaned or put away. And the bathroom, didn’t I just wipe the counter down yesterday? And scrub the toilets? Speaking of…. do you have hard water stains? HOW do you get rid of them???? I have tried clorox, CLR, and all other sorts of stuff and they will not rub off! What gives?! Please share any tips you may have for this!

  AHHHH lately I feel like I’m drowning in to dos! It doesn’t help when someone (not naming names because maybe they really don’t mean any harm) who’s at our house often makes the comment about how it’s like a Target because we have so much stuff (mostly toys). When in reality, toys is the one area where I purge often because they pile up quickly and I’m convinced that toys is a huge marketing ploy because kids don’t really play with them!

  And then there’s blogland, where reading too much and exploring too much will land you in places that make you feel even more behind because they seem to have it all together. Yeah, I’m talking about those people who even have their underwear and dirty clothes folded and neatly stacked away. I am a hoarder begging inside to be an organizer. It’s a battle of personalities here and unfortunately the hoarder wins most of them. But you know all of this, I’ve shown you my closet :) I’m convinced that the organizer would win if I actually had time and wasn’t trying to be a jackie of all trades.

  So I told my wonderful husband, who really has been a wonderful husband, father, housekeeper (for him, you know I can still find 1000 things to do), that I just needed a break. Maybe I’ll go home today to a super cleaned home.. haha!

Enough of that though.. Let’s catch up on little boy (I keep typing baby boy but need to face reality… 3 is on the horizon so I need to get used to this “little”). The 3 things I have dreaded during this second year has been the transition to the toddler bed, the pippy weaning and potty training. I have dreaded since he fell in love with his “pippy” from the beginning on how I would ever take it away. After his sickness, he gave it up on his own. Just like weaning him from nursing-it hurt me more than him. Over the summer, he started climbing out of his crib so we immediately changed his bed over and now we’re on potty training. For several months now he’d go to the potty if we took him but he’d never tell us when he needed to go. Then he started telling us as he was doing it or when it was too late. Now he tells us before and many, many times when he doesn’t have to, he just likes to sit on the potty. This probably has been the worst for me. I hate public restrooms with a passion, like almost phobic, seriously. Now I have to introduce my little boy to it, it’s almost giving me panic attacks. We go off and he wants to go potty and I’m begging him to use his diaper. hahaha! He’s training me, just like he has with everything else. I really need to take the time and just go full time potty training to get him out of diapers, but I’m scared. :)