Manic Monday

Normally I really don't mind Mondays. It's really not that bad. A typical Monday goes like this: Rayna goes to school, I go to work, Lorenzo hangs out with his little friends while I am at work, come home, have lunch, nap time for Lorenzo, quiet time for me, pick up Rayna from school, go to Zumba class, come home, have dinner, and then bedtime.

But not this Monday. First of all, both kids had been sick all weekend. Rayna was still running a little fever in the middle of the night last night, so no going to school for her. Then Randy had to leave early this morning to get to the airport for a 9:30 a.m. flight to NY for the week. The kids did sleep until 8 a.m. so that was nice but other than that, the day went down hill from there on out.

I knew Rayna must have been feeling better as her and Lorenzo fought all morning. Then it was the battle of the wills as she didn't want to eat the yogurt at lunch that she had asked me for.
Finally nap time arrived, probably the only other bright spot in the day. But it's what happened after nap time was over that really pushed me over the edge. I heard Lorenzo in the monitor and before I could go and get him I hear, "I poopy mommy." So I'm thinking great, he finally pooped, he hasn't pooped all day. But what to my wondering eyes do I see as I enter his room, Lorenzo standing in his crib holding his diaper full of poop and more poop on the sheet. Good thing it was bath night anyways tonight and I had just gotten my new Eco Sense Pre-spot stain remover from Melaleuca in the mail today. So I throw the sheets etc in the the laundry and Lorenzo in the bath.

Oh it gets better! As I am making dinner tonight Lorenzo wanders into the kitchen and pulls his pants down and I see that he isn't wearing his diaper anymore. I asked him where is his diaper. His response, "Where? Diaper? I don't know." So I pick him up, take him to his room to put on a new diaper and he points to the diaper pail, "In there diaper. I pee pee."

Needless to say, I think we need to seriously start potty training him. If he would only sit down long enough to do it. To think that he will be turning 2 years old in a month. Didn't I just start this blog when he was still in my belly? Time flies so fast. Speaking of fast, my dear nephew Cameron is 17 today. It feels like just yesterday that he was born too.

Well off to bed as only tomorrow knows what is in store for us. But I am sure glad to put this Monday behind us! All in all, I have survived another day in Adventures in Parenting, Gaytan Style.