we are potty training around these parts. who am i kidding, we have been “potty training” for 6 months now. we will get it eventually. i hope. in one last ditch effort to make the whole process … umm … more appealing, i created this chart. he knows the process, walks around the house saying it over and over (poop, wipe butt, flush, wash hands) – but actually doing it, well we are still working on it.
he gets a small reward for completing each row (treat, lunch at wendy’s etc), and one large one if he completes the whole chart (yet to be decided, because, well we are not there yet.) are you in the potty training boat? have any tips for a stressed out-tired of buying two boxes of diapers from costco momma?
ok so summer is gone. like loooong gone around these parts. which brings us to fall, which means some beautiful fall crisp days, and a whole lot of wet-soggy-stay-inside kinda days. so what i do i do when we are stuck inside. i clean. i organize. i purge.
and purging and organizing is exactly what we have been doing around here. which leads us to the new etsy shop. im one of those, erase everything and start clean kinda girls, so if you head over to the shop you will find all new products. and will continue to see more in the up and coming months. disclaimer, since i am on an organizing kick right now, they might be slightly organized related. sorry. or not.
check it out! https://www.etsy.com/shop/jehndesignllc
life is hard with a two year old and an baby. it just is. it’s rewarding as all get out, but it can get hard. we have gone through some serious battles over here with our sweet-fun-loving two year old. and dont get my started about our “scream at the top of your lungs” 7 month old. i have done my best to navigate through with as much calm resolve as i can muster. i re-call all of the good moments we have and try not to beat myself up over the bad days. because lets face it — each and every day with small people are a crap shoot ….not everyday can be amazing. i have to remind myself on a daily basis that it actually IS hard to be two. and 7 months. and 31. and so on. we are all growing over here. together.
so my motto for this oh-so-difficult “lots-of-growing-pains” time is enjoy today. tomorrow is going to be different and the next day and the next. and for my children’s sake, we have to make the most of every single day. because they will be gone in the blink of an eye. hence the new art print in the shop ….
sorry for the quiet hush on this blog. it has been the most wonderful of summers up here in the pacific northwest, and with a two year old who is edger for adventures, we have spent a lot less time home and a lot more time throwing rocks into the ocean ….
we will be back full swing soon with lots of new art prints for the store – and free printables for the blog!
i love love love doing invitations, any kind really. they just make me happy. i kinda put the invitation thing on hold while i was prego with number two – but this one was for a special friend so she got special treatment. just looking at it again makes me realize how much i have missed invites, and i am ready to get back into the swing of things (now that little number two is sleeping through the night, i have the brains to actually function).
this is honestly one of my most favorite invitation pieces i have ever done. im not really sure why. im not sure if its the color or the texture, but i seriously fall in love with this piece every time i see it. coming soon, i will show you how the whole wedding suite turned out.
yeah for fathers!! don’t have a card yet – here, enjoy this 5 x 7, one-sided printable card and jot a loving note on the back, or just use it for a present tag.
enjoy! and happy fathers day to all the baby-daddies out there! (click on image to download PDF)
i have two boys ages 2 and under. i’m not complaining about that. ok, well, maybe i am a little bit. but i know that there are people who would give anything for a house full of laughter & chaos. but right now, in my actual life, i have two boys. there are many moments where they are utterly delightful, like last week when straton did my workout video with me. right there by me. the whole time. water bottle and all. or when sawyer gives me a giggle session in middle of the night when i go to feed him, making me forget i have not gotten any sleep.
but there are also many moments when i have no idea how i’m going to make it until their bedtime. the constant demands, the needs, are fingernails across the chalkboard every single day. i am convinced straton for sure going to be the next genius. he has a precise vision of what he wants — exactly that way and no other way. sometimes it’s the way his cup has to sit in a certain spot next to his plate. or the order in which some of his games are placed. he is not satisfied until it is exactly right.
the comment i keep getting lately, is “enjoy it while it lasts.” and while i know its true that they grow up too fast … feeling like i have to enjoy every … single … moment …. does not really feel like a gift. it feels like one more impossible thing to do on my already too long to-do list. not every moment with two boys is enjoyable as a parent. it wasn’t for the people who tell me that phrase in the grocery store. they have just forgotten. but that little phrase always makes me feel guilty when i …..
can’t wait for them to go to bed.
yell at them because they yelled at me.
when the sounds of BOTH of them crying at the same time makes me want to drink and never stop.
when i can’t figure out how to make them eat my healthy meal and give up and let them eat the noodles + olives.
but today is the day i am going to stop comparing. stop reading about how to raise the next steve jobs who can read a novel by age two. i am going to embrace the kind of imperfect parent that i am – and be the parent who says sorry when i yell. be the parent who models what it means to take time for yourself. and just focus on being the better version of myself, not necessarily the ideal parent.
i am bone tired. and i am not sure when it’s going to get better. today might be a good day or it might be the day that i lost it in a way that surprised even myself. breathe in. breathe out.