Sunday, April 13, 2014
Mommy/Logan Date
Logan had a great time on a sleepover, with his school friend Aidan, Friday night. While together, Aidan introduced Logan to the fun new world of Lego Chima. So, guess what Logan is now obsessed with?! ;-)
I took the opportunity to suggest a date for the two of us today. We went to the mall and picked out a couple of the little China characters for him to collect and grabbed some yummy mall food as a treat. He knows most of my time these days needs to be spent with Callum, but it doesn't mean we can't steal off for some alone time once in awhile ourselves!
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Saturday Milestone
Last dose of steroids completed and just tucked a tired little Callum into bed (he rode around the block on his bike with Jon and Logan today - hopefully that'll help him sleep better tonight!). :)
Callum's Morning Cocktail
After today, we'll get a break from three of these!
(We'll eventually have to rotate them back in but I'm going to enjoy the short reprieve as much as possible!)
(We'll eventually have to rotate them back in but I'm going to enjoy the short reprieve as much as possible!)
Friday, April 11, 2014
Earning my stripes
Just a little bit ago, as I was sitting on the couch at Callum's feet, he looked at me and said (with disgust, I might add!) "Go somewhere else. I'm resting."
Jeez. What a jerk.
My Dad said I'm certainly earning my stripes as a Mom.
Totally!!
Anyway, we got past that bit of moodiness and amazingly, I talked Callum into joining me for a short walk before it got dark.
Yesterday I got him out to walk, but it was bad and he was kicking and screaming the entire time. So, once we turned the corner, I pointed to the stop sign at the end of the block and said ok, here's the deal. We're going to walk to that red stop sign, tag it and then turn around and walk back. He did it, whining and crying the whole way, and pissed at me anytime I tried to distract him with talk, but I think knowing there was an end in sight to my torture helped.
So tonight, before leaving the house, I said ok, here's the deal. We can either take Odin on a long walk, and you can ride in the stroller. Or, we can take a short walk to the red stop sign and back, just you and me, without the stroller.
Amazingly, he agreed to the stop sign! And this time, he was super chatty and talked to me the entire time. Success!
Of course, I got ballsy and as we were approaching our red stop sign target I asked him, hmmmm, I wonder if there's another stop sign at the next street? He said, maybe. So I said, how about tomorrow we check it out to see.
Okay Mama. Tomorrow.
:)
Jeez. What a jerk.
My Dad said I'm certainly earning my stripes as a Mom.
Totally!!
Anyway, we got past that bit of moodiness and amazingly, I talked Callum into joining me for a short walk before it got dark.
Yesterday I got him out to walk, but it was bad and he was kicking and screaming the entire time. So, once we turned the corner, I pointed to the stop sign at the end of the block and said ok, here's the deal. We're going to walk to that red stop sign, tag it and then turn around and walk back. He did it, whining and crying the whole way, and pissed at me anytime I tried to distract him with talk, but I think knowing there was an end in sight to my torture helped.
So tonight, before leaving the house, I said ok, here's the deal. We can either take Odin on a long walk, and you can ride in the stroller. Or, we can take a short walk to the red stop sign and back, just you and me, without the stroller.
Amazingly, he agreed to the stop sign! And this time, he was super chatty and talked to me the entire time. Success!
Of course, I got ballsy and as we were approaching our red stop sign target I asked him, hmmmm, I wonder if there's another stop sign at the next street? He said, maybe. So I said, how about tomorrow we check it out to see.
Okay Mama. Tomorrow.
:)
Organizing
One of the nice things about being home is that I'm finally getting to all of the little projects around the house that I've put off for too long.
Today I had a chance to get some of the cleaning supplies organized a bit, with this hanging rack. And also installed a holder for our millions of plastic bags (used as poop bags for the dogs).
Phew! Still a lot more on the to-do list, but it's nice checking off one now and again. ;-)
Today I had a chance to get some of the cleaning supplies organized a bit, with this hanging rack. And also installed a holder for our millions of plastic bags (used as poop bags for the dogs).
Phew! Still a lot more on the to-do list, but it's nice checking off one now and again. ;-)
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Passing the time
I laugh every time I look at this picture. Who the heck is this chunky monkey?!? :)
There are, of course, several obvious reasons why we're looking forward to the end of this phase of steroids - but another I've come to realize is, I miss my boy.
I miss his face, his smile, his eyes, his strong sturdy body that doesn't need help up the single step across our threshold. I miss the pure joy combined with mischief that Callum would show - by turning around and shaking his butt at me anytime he could.
I know I won't get all of that back. Not immediately. And I know it's not all because of the steroids. But I'm hanging onto the thought that perhaps some of my old boy will shine through again, once this phase of them ends.
For now though, we pass the hours watching movies, taking meds, playing games, arguing about how far we will walk down the block before turning back, and of course, talking about his favorite foods.
There are, of course, several obvious reasons why we're looking forward to the end of this phase of steroids - but another I've come to realize is, I miss my boy.
I miss his face, his smile, his eyes, his strong sturdy body that doesn't need help up the single step across our threshold. I miss the pure joy combined with mischief that Callum would show - by turning around and shaking his butt at me anytime he could.
I know I won't get all of that back. Not immediately. And I know it's not all because of the steroids. But I'm hanging onto the thought that perhaps some of my old boy will shine through again, once this phase of them ends.
For now though, we pass the hours watching movies, taking meds, playing games, arguing about how far we will walk down the block before turning back, and of course, talking about his favorite foods.
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