Hi ya'll. I know, I have been terrible at keeping this blog up but my situation with Trin has become SO manageable that I haven't really felt like I needed to blog about it in awhile.
We still have off days sometimes, but we nip them in the bud pretty quickly. I anticipate that there will be ups and downs as Trin gets older and I know I will want to continue to write about them, but I am going to keep everything centrally located :)
So I will be merging the posts on this site into my current blog in the next few weeks as I revamp my main blog.
If you would like to come visit me there, shoot me an email and I will send you the link.
h_mcelyea@hotmail.com
In the next thirty days or so, I anticipate this blog will disappear so don't delay :)
Showing posts with label A Good Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Good Day. Show all posts
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Letting her be exposed...
I have a tendency to be a wall between her and the world.
I am especially a wall when I know that she is more susceptible to a quick mood swing.
One of these times is in the morning. I know that when she wakes up she can very easily turn from Asleep to Holy Terror. Because of this I try to keep our morning routine exactly the same...
5:30a - Get her dressed while she is still asleep.
(this is helpful for two reasons - 1. She usually wakes up while I am doing this and 2. There isn't the huge indecisiveness of trying to figure out what to wear and changing her clothes nineteen times...)
5:45a - Take her to the couch and give her a glass of apple juice. She usually will wake up enough when drinking her juice to stay awake.
5:55a - Turn on Stanley. We sing the "Oooh & Ahhh" song together and then the Stanley song and on a good morning she is fine after that.
This morning though, she was pretty cranky and when I took her to the bathroom to brush her hair she was teetering between Good Day and Bad Day. My brother was in the bathroom brushing his teeth when we came in (he is doing wonderfully at adjusting to living with all us chics and only having one bathroom! lol). Well as I am brushing her hair, he starts humming at her while brushing his teeth.
I almost turned to him and told him to knock it off.
I was so close to saying it.
But I happened to look at her in the mirror first to see how she was taking this unscheduled noise in her morning and saw her smiling.
Smiling.
His humming, his out of our routine action, decided her mood and pushed her into Good Day.
But more importantly, she learned this morning that something out of our norm can be good.
I am especially a wall when I know that she is more susceptible to a quick mood swing.
One of these times is in the morning. I know that when she wakes up she can very easily turn from Asleep to Holy Terror. Because of this I try to keep our morning routine exactly the same...
5:30a - Get her dressed while she is still asleep.
(this is helpful for two reasons - 1. She usually wakes up while I am doing this and 2. There isn't the huge indecisiveness of trying to figure out what to wear and changing her clothes nineteen times...)
5:45a - Take her to the couch and give her a glass of apple juice. She usually will wake up enough when drinking her juice to stay awake.
5:55a - Turn on Stanley. We sing the "Oooh & Ahhh" song together and then the Stanley song and on a good morning she is fine after that.
This morning though, she was pretty cranky and when I took her to the bathroom to brush her hair she was teetering between Good Day and Bad Day. My brother was in the bathroom brushing his teeth when we came in (he is doing wonderfully at adjusting to living with all us chics and only having one bathroom! lol). Well as I am brushing her hair, he starts humming at her while brushing his teeth.
I almost turned to him and told him to knock it off.
I was so close to saying it.
But I happened to look at her in the mirror first to see how she was taking this unscheduled noise in her morning and saw her smiling.
Smiling.
His humming, his out of our routine action, decided her mood and pushed her into Good Day.
But more importantly, she learned this morning that something out of our norm can be good.
Monday, November 5, 2007
One day at a time...
Reason other parents will think I am insane:
I sent her to school today in a princess costume. It wasn't anything too frilly, just a dress made by my half sister's grandmother for my oldest daughter to wear on Halloween a few years ago. I made her wear shorts under it as well as an undershirt and I had to safety pin the back to make sure it would fall down off of her shoulders.
Reason I don't care that the other parents will think I am insane:
We got out of the house this morning without incident. In fact, she was smiling all morning.
I sent her to school today in a princess costume. It wasn't anything too frilly, just a dress made by my half sister's grandmother for my oldest daughter to wear on Halloween a few years ago. I made her wear shorts under it as well as an undershirt and I had to safety pin the back to make sure it would fall down off of her shoulders.
Reason I don't care that the other parents will think I am insane:
We got out of the house this morning without incident. In fact, she was smiling all morning.
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