Last night was probably one of the worst nights we’ve ever had.
Darius was out for the night so it was a special Little Prince and mommy night. It started off just fine. No problems with pick-up from daycare, the ride home, making dinner or anything. Since he was being so cooperative, I even let LP watch an episode of Octonauts (his new favorite show) while we had our quesadillas. Then he had a juice pop for dessert and we FaceTimed with Bubbe until part way through his bath.
After that is when things turned ugly. While it was time to wash his hair and wash up, he decided that he had to throw every toy into the tub. I basically had to corner him to wash his hair and wash his body. He kept throwing toys up into the air and into the tub. It was hard to even get him to put them all back. I ended up pulling him out of the tub (after he was rinsed) without him putting them all back and not letting him back in it.
Then it was a fight about clipping his nails. He refused to let me do it, even though he’s been so good about it lately.
He was all over the place in his room for pajama time and then he didn’t want to brush his teeth with me. We were in the bathroom and he purposefully scratched me. So I put him in his room with the door closed. He started throwing things at the door. I let him know that I was going to brush my teeth without him and he didn’t seem to care, so I did.
My memory of what happened after that gets fuzzy. I do remember that he lost media time for today and tomorrow. Then he lost books. At one point I actually turned off the lights and held him on the bed tightly, but he was squirming and crying and said he really wanted to brush his teeth. So I brought him into the bathroom to brush, but he was so upset (and he wasn’t going to get his app that he normally uses, re: media time) that he had trouble brushing. Somehow he did brush a bit and then he wanted books. When I said no, he kept turning the lights back on. So when Darius got home, he found me sitting outside LPs room on the floor and the lights still on in LPs room. It was now almost an hour and a half since the bath was over. When I went to check on him (I was sure he was asleep by now as I hadn’t heard anything from the room in ages), he was just sitting on his bed staring at the door. He still demanded books and so I left him in there again and went to talk to Darius and take care of the cats. I was so angry and upset that I was almost in tears. I went back up and found him lying partially on the bed. So I turned off the lights, pulled him to me and held him. He cried and flailed and then I cried too because I was so upset and because at 8 months pregnant and with SPD, I can’t/shouldn’t be picking him up and hauling him around. With both of us crying and snuggling, he finally fell asleep snuggled against me.
Thankfully this morning and this evening/night were mostly better. We did let him know that if we started to have another night like last night, it was going to be a daddy and not a mommy night. We did have some trouble with him staying in his chair at dinner time, but things ran much smoother (or about as smooth as they always do).
I’m not really sure where all of this came from. I think some of it may be the normal 4/4½ year old boundary testing. Darius thinks it’s partially because I let LP negotiate/push back some when I think it’s a little thing and not worth arguing about, but to LP everything is a BIG thing so he can’t tell the difference. And I’m sure some of it is the fact that I’m pregnant and there’s going to be a baby in the house in (probably) less than six weeks. Whatever it was, it wasn’t pleasant and hopefully times like this will be very few and far between.
For the last week or so. Little Prince has been upset about something or another every time we try to put on his shoes. Yesterday, after trying his favorite pair and not even getting anywhere with those, I pulled out the one size up shoes that we had in reserve. I put them on his feet, and guess what? He was super happy with them. Then I thought back and realized we bought the shoes he’d been wearing about six months ago…and kids feet grow a size almost every six months. So, I guess we’re going shoe shopping this weekend. Good thing I got a coupon to Stride Rite in my email yesterday afternoon.
My mom is visiting for two weeks. Today she picked up Little Prince after his soccer practice at daycare and drove with him to my BIL’s mother’s house, which is about 3 hours away. It’s his first time sleeping away from home without either mommy or daddy being there. It’ll be our first night in the house without him. I’m sure we’ll be a mess and he’ll be fine.
I got a text about 30 min ago that they got there safely. I just got a dictated text about how the dog there follows everyone around and wants to play. I miss him already. How did people do this before texting?
I got an email this morning that almost made me cry with joy (possibly the pregnancy hormones helping here). It was from a mom of another little boy at Little Prince’s school who just moved up into LP’s class. She was checking if we’d be available for a playdate this afternoon. Apparently her little boy isn’t very social, but was asking if LP could join him for their outing. Unfortunately with my mom coming into town today, it just isn’t possible.
It made think about how sweet and outgoing my kid is. If anyone can get someone to come out of their shell, it’s LP. Either that or it’s the leadership aspect of his personality, where he just tells the other kids what to do all the time and they just seem to follow him. Either way, it’s really nice to know that he has so many friends who want to play with him outside of school.
I seem to keep writing these posts later and later after his birthday…
The week before Little Prince’s birthday we had a custom playscape by Playwood Playscapes installed in our backyard.
We decided to have the rocks delivered after it was constructed. We didn’t realize just how many rocks it would be. We had to call in reinforcements to help us move them all.
LP turned four on May 28. At his wellness check the next week, he weighed in at just under 28lbs and about 36″. His doctor says that he looks perfect and his following his curve.
That day I brought pirate cupcakes to LP’s daycare after naptime. They did this little ritual where they had him walk around the months of the year holding a globe and at the end of each year of his life, I got to tell a little about him. I also made a poster that was a treasure map that had one of the pictures of him in front of the monster pillow for just born through each year. It was a fun little celebration and by the end everyone had red teeth and lips from the icing.
That night Darius and I let him have another cupcake and gave him one of his presents.
On Saturday May 30, we had a Jake and the Never Land Pirates birthday party at our house. We invited his whole class and some of his friends who are still in Transition instead of Primary. But only kids that he’s really grown up with and considered good friends showed. Which was probably better anyway.
We mostly just let them run around outside on the playscape for a while (it was threatening to rain in the morning, but thankfully it didn’t). They convinced a lot of parents to push them on the swings.
Eventually we called them all together and played a party game that my parents always set up at our parties. I hid the letters that spelled out “Happy Birthday DJ” around the downstairs and the kids had to go find them. I think they might still be a little young for the game, as they ripped some of the letters (tape is my friend) and they lost some interested before all the letters were found, but I think they still had fun with that.
Then it was time for cake, candles and singing (I took video but my voice is horse and sounds like a dirge so I’m not posting it), and homemade ice cream that Darius made.
There were a few small meltdowns around that time/just after that point. Most of the children left by that point, but a few stayed while LP opened gifts. Then they left and we had a little bit of downtime before we went out to dinner with V, E, C, and A.
All-in-all, I’d say that LP had a great birthday and birthday party.
In case you couldn’t tell from the image above, we’re expecting again. I’m currently 12 weeks 2 days, with a 40-week mark of 10/24.
Little Prince knows and is super excited to have a younger sibling.
If you had told me that two weeks ago would be the last time Little Prince would nurse, I’m not sure I would have believed you. For the past few months, LP kept telling me that when he moved up to the next level at daycare he would be big and not need mommy milk anymore. I kept reminding him of that and expecting that he would move up soon, but it didn’t look like he was going to. I didn’t expect to wean him before that, but it just sort of happened. We were down to just the evenings that I put him to bed (Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday). I’d fully night weaned him ages ago. At about 3.5 I stopped nursing him while reading bedtime stories and only let him nurse after that. I bribed him with YouTube videos as a way of stopping the morning session. Not totally proud of that, but it worked.
By two weeks ago we were down to three minutes of “duck milk” per side right after books and before falling asleep (I’d set a timer and it would quack like a duck when it was time to stop). And I could tell there wasn’t much milk left. In fact, it kind of hurt when he nursed now. On the night of Wednesday March 4, I wore a full shirt, instead of a nursing tank, to put him to sleep. He didn’t ask for milk and I didn’t offer. The next day happened to be a ice day and his daycare was closed. I bit the bullet and talked to him about how he was growing up and how there wasn’t much mommy milk anymore and how it was hurting mommy a bit. I let him say good-bye to the milk and kiss each side. When he asked that evening, I reminded him that he wasn’t having mommy milk anymore and let him say good-bye/kiss each side good-bye one more time. And that was that.
On Sunday we made cupcakes to celebrate him being fully weaned. We shared them with some of friends later in the week.
Since that Thursday, Little Prince has asked for mommy milk/duck milk a few times, but it’s always been when he’s been overtired and every time I remind him that he’s done with the milk, he’s okay with a snuggle instead.
Since they mentioned at Little Prince’s Parent-Teacher’s Night that we could come in and read to the kiddos right before their lunch time, I wanted to do it. So as soon as they put up the sign-up sheet, I signed up for the very first slot.
So today I showed up at LP’s daycare around 11am. The kids were just coming in from outside and were all going to the potty and washing their hands. LP was super excited to see me. He took my hand and led me over to the rug where the teachers/adults sit and then went to sit at his place on the rug. I was really impressed with this because I thought he’d want to sit by me. Soon I was surrounded by almost 20 three-year-olds with their full attention focused on me. We read three books. LP had asked for Mama’s Milk and Cinderella. I figured if I had to read Cinderella, then I was going to read The Paper Bag Princess too.
The kids seemed to like Mama’s Milk. I made sure to name all of the animals and their babies and we all counted how many babies each one had. I did skip the facts page at the end since the pictures on that page are very small. But I did ask LP what color kangaroo milk is (it’s pink!).
I think the kids were pretty familiar with the story of Cinderella. They seemed to like it. At least they were quiet while I read it, mostly.
I really enjoyed reading The Paper Bag Princess. Then again, I always enjoy reading that book. There’s a girl in LP’s class named Elizabeth. The very first line is “Elizabeth was a beautiful princess.” When I said that, I then asked if anyone was named Elizabeth. She got so cute and shy when I called her out. I hope I didn’t embarrass her. I got the kids involved in the story by having them help knock on the door and by breathing fire. It was super cute. And when I yelled “Hey Dragon,” they all yelled it right after me. I think that LP’s teacher really like the book. She said that she wouldn’t get married to Ronald either.
After that I had about 5 minutes to kill until lunch time. The teachers asked me if I wanted to tell a story. So, with LP on my lap, I told the story of when he was only about 6 months old and picked out his Cthlooloo doll from the Dragon’s Lair.
Unfortunately, when it was time for me to go, LP didn’t want me to leave and had a total break down. Everyone else was waiting for him so they could start lunch. I’m sure as soon as I left, he was fine and probably at everything no problem.
Things I learned for next time:
- When they say they want you to read from 11-11:30, they mean it so bring a few extra books.
- Having almost twenty pairs of three-year-old eyes on you is very nerve-wracking.
- Making sure that you’re holding their attention, that everyone can see the book, and that you are reading the book well is even more nerve-wracking.
- Using the “I like the way so-in-so is sitting” works amazingly well for getting them all to sit down.
- Prep kiddo more beforehand for the leaving after reading part.
- Have one of the teachers take a picture.
I can’t wait to do it again, but I’m going to be good and let other parents have a chance before I volunteer again.
Last night KR came over to watch Little Prince and Darius and I went to LP’s daycare’s Open House/Parent-Teacher night. They didn’t communicate about it well, so there weren’t a lot of parents there. The only other parent set who came (as opposed to just a mother or a father) brought their kiddo, even though they weren’t supposed to. Anyway, we went over his school/classroom rules (which most of us already knew or partially knew) and then the lead teacher of his room took us around the room and showed us some of the material and work the kids do. I could tell the teacher was very nervous talking to us as she kept jumping around during the first part of the presentation. The second part definitely went on too long. While it was really nice to see the different kinds of work the kids do and how they use the materials, she had an urge to show us everything. I’ve noticed this trend with my own mother, who is also a Montessori teacher. Once they start showing you the work, they have an urge to do the entire lesson. Which is great, because it means that they really know how the material/lesson works, but can become tedious for adults who get the concepts and want to move on. I could tell that Darius was getting annoyed, but when I mentioned to him how hard it is for a Montessori teacher to only give part of a lesson, he totally got it. Anyway, I could tell that his teachers really know what they are doing when it comes to the Montessori work and that they really love working with the kids.
At the end of the presentation, they mentioned that parents can come in on Fridays and read to the kids. OMG, I’m so excited about this. Of course, I had to stop myself from thinking about how many subversive books I can read before I get asked not to read anymore :). But I really do love reading out loud and when I can fit it in around my work schedule, I’m totally going to try to come in and read.
I’ve been thinking about Little Prince’s daycare a lot, especially since he’s been there over three years by now. There are some things I really love about it. There are some things I don’t like (the uniforms, the no home-cooked goodies). Overall I would say that I like his school enough not to be looking for other places to put him but I don’t love it. He’s happy there, he seems to be thriving, and has some very good friends in his class. And that’s what’s really important.
Lots and lots has been going on in our lives, so I don’t have a lot of time to post. Little Prince has definitely had a lot going on as it comes to milestones as well.
No, Little Prince isn’t done with his mommy milk yet, but it is getting less. In the weeks leading up to his third birthday we talked a lot about how when he turns three he’ll only get mommy milk in bed. The day before he turned three we had our very last post-daycare/post-mommy getting home from work breastfeeding session. It was really bittersweet for me because we’ve always done this since LP started daycare. It’s been our way to relax and reconnect, even as the sessions went from nurse-napping for 45 min – an hour down to three-five min a side.
Of course the next day when I reminded him that now that he was three we only nurse in bed, he immediately said that he was tired and that it was bed time. I didn’t fall for it. Since then, he’s tried that a few times, but it hasn’t worked and he usually doesn’t ask for mommy milk during the day at all. That doesn’t mean that he doesn’t try to put his hand down my shirt all the time. ~sigh~
Night weaning is also (mostly) complete. Sometimes when he comes into our bedroom in the middle of the night he’ll ask for mommy milk, but when I say no, he usually just snuggles in and falls asleep. Most nights he just falls asleep. Of course, since I’m no longer dream-nursing him before I get out of bed in the morning, now when he wakes up he wants “wake-up milk,” but that’s usually no longer than 10 minutes or so total (weekends are lazy and a different story).
At bedtime, he always asks for mommy milk, but sometimes he forgets to at first while we’re reading a book. Lately he’ll sort of pop on and off as we’re reading. When the lights go off, he’ll rarely fall asleep nursing, usually only if he hasn’t napped that day. Some nights he’ll stay on one side until Darius comes in to take over after 30 min. Some nights he’ll flip back and forth, and some nights he’ll nurse for a while and then pop off and try to settle down himself. It’s hard to predict what he’ll do on any given night, but he almost never seems upset when I take the milk away. So that’s good.
I think given his druthers, he’d probably breastfeed more often that I let him. If he sees me topless, he’s likely to say “nom nom” or make motions toward my breasts or something like that. When I asked him recently how long he’s going to have mommy milk for, he said until he was five. Now, I’m all for full-term breastfeeding, but I’m pretty sure at this point that I’d be a lot happier with fully weaning closer to 3½ than 5.
Well, Little Prince has been mostly in underpants for three months now. He’s had very very few pee “oopies.” He’s at the point where, except for overnight and for naps at school, he doesn’t wear diapers at all. And he’s stated that he’d rather wear underwear than diapers.
To help with potty training, we got him a Kiddyloo potty for upstairs and one for downstairs.
I really like them for a few reasons. They let him climb up onto the toilet easily, they give him somewhere to put his feet so they don’t dangle and he feels more secure, he can stand up on the step to pee in the toilet that way (he only has a few times), and they fold up really easily when an adult needs to use the toilet.
The problem we’re running into with all of this is that with the exception of a very few times, he refuses to poop in the potty. That’s not quite accurate. It’s more like if we catch him before he has to go then he’ll go in the potty. If we don’t, then he’ll come tell us as soon as he’s finished (which is better than not telling us at all, I guess). So we’ve started a potty chart. Every time he poops in the potty he’ll get a sticker. When the sticker covers the present, he’ll get the present.
He gets the concept of this and was super excited to receive his first sticker…but it still hasn’t made much of a behavioral change. Hopefully with time he’ll figure it out. In the mean time, we’ll just keep doing lots of laundry. I swear, that boy has 16 pairs of underpants, but between having extras at school, having extras in his backpack, and going through two or three (sometimes) a day, I feel like we’re always running out of underpants for him.
We got the notice last week that Little Prince is transitioning up to the next classroom at daycare this week. Was a little confused about this as he’s only been in his current room for about four months and I thought that they had to be potty trained to move up. But apparently his teachers say that he can do the work. And when he was visiting the room yesterday he actually pooped in the potty there, which they also say sometimes happens; the kids just get it in the next room. He already has friends in that room and some of his other friends will be moving up around the same time, so I think he’ll be happy. It still just struck me as a little strange.
Also in moving up news, LP’s feet grew a lot recently. At the start of this summer he was in 6.5 sized shoes. About a month ago one of his 6.5 pairs didn’t fit well anymore and I started to notice that his toes were getting close to the edge of his size 7 sandals. So we went by the shoe store and his feet were measuring 7.5 range. We ordered 8s just to make sure he has room to grow. With feet growing this much, maybe we’re in store for a growth spurt soon.
He also had another language explosion recently and is really expressing himself and telling stories. So, while sometimes he is a very frustrating three year old, sometimes he is truly awesome and a total delight and joy. Here he is in one of his favorite games: Little Prince drives around and mommy or daddy pretend to be zombies and try to catch him. At least if the zombies ever do rise up, he’ll be prepared.