Reincarnated As A Mother: March 2009

Monday, March 30, 2009

You Can Stop Praying For My Sanity...

Dare I say it out loud???? I think Reese is offiically potty trained. No accidents in weeks. It's all clicked. No more spending a fortune on diapers every month. I'm dancing through my day. And as an added bonus-- the binkys are a thing of the past too! Ahhhhhh.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Bye, Bye Binkey

Arrrrgggghhhh. So here we are with Reese at age 2 1/2 and I thought we were all done with the diapers. She's potty trained for the most part. Yes, there's been an accident here or there-- but those have been pretty sporadic ever since I told her for each accident we are cutting up one of her most prized possessions-- a binkey. One binkey for every accident. And it was working until last night.
No joke--15 minutes after she went potty on the toilet-- she went again-- this time, all over the couch and throw pillows. YUCK! After stripping the couch cushions and pillow covers and giving Reese a bath-- we got her very favorite pink binkey and gave it the old snip. (She's now down to one). Reese didn't even squeeze out a tear. Greer on the other hand, broke down into body wracking sobs. She was heartbroken over Reese losing her favorite and bestest pink binkey. Go figure. I'm now ready to sign up for parenting 101.

Nathan Kean

AKA: Mister Miracle, Keanut and Boy Wonder! And in case you have been living under a rock and don't know his "back story"-- he's made quite a splash getting here! In May of 2009, at 24 weeks his mom went into the hospital with some pretty major pregnancy complications. I (mom) lost all of my amniotic fluid and my placenta ripped. After 11 weeks of grueling and extremely monotonous hospital bed rest-- and COUNTLESS MIRACLES-- Kean came into this world kicking and screaming (sweet sounds for a boy who was expected to have lung issues). We were surprised with the news he has Down syndrome but quickly realized we hit the jackpot with this one and his sweet spirit. After 6 1/2 weeks in intensive care (and lots of scary moments) we thought we were through with the lengthy hospital stays. But no... in July 2012 (a month before he turned 3), Kean was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (A.L.L). Back to the hospital for another four weeks of sheer terror. Once again, were surrounded with love, support and strength and we've seen our little guy emerge as a giant-- brave, strong and inspiring. He (and we) somehow survived 1,157 days of Chemotherapy (nope, that wasn't a typo). It has been the most brutal, agonizing experience but it has also been tender and beautiful in so many ways. If you have met Kean, you will agree-- he is the sweetest little guy who has a pretty important mission to fulfill on this earth. We can't wait to see what he accomplishes in his life!