Thursday, June 17, 2010

The Soundtrack of My Life

I'm sitting at my desk listening to classic tracks I listened to when I first met my now husband. The songs take me back down a winding tunnel of time; back to the time when I was first discovering love and what it meant to truly care for someone.

It's funny the way that music can affect our lives. It transcends through time to weave a sort of soundtrack of our lives. And the soundtrack evolves as we do and as we encounter different experiences. What does your soundtrack look like?

Mine starts with the Fred Penner classics like The Cat Came Back and the Sunday School rhythms I danced to as a child. Which crept to the upbeat "before I knew better" beats from the classic staples of Dance Mix '93, UB40 (C'est La Vie, anyone?) and The Bodyguard soundtrack. In my tween years TLC's CrazySexyCool and the dreaded Ace of Base made an impactful showing.

Like many people Junior High and high school was where music really began to become ingrained as a part of my personal being. How many times did I lock myself in my room in classic angsty teen girl style, pumping my life-altering selection of the moment? Bands like Bush, Foo Fighters, old school Green Day and Lit. Everclear's So Much for the Afterglow, brings back particularly fond memories of Friday nights with my girlfriends. And do I need to mention my overly obsessed extensive time period when I seriously thought I was going to marry Daniel Johns? Maker of music which rocked my inner soul. I remember the very first time I heard his voice singing Suicidal Dream. That's all it took. I was in "love". And the one-sided affair continued all the way from Frogstomp to Diarama.

In high school I discovered bands like NOFX and Millencollin. And when I met Duane, who was dramatically against any band you've ever heard on mainstream radio, I fell in love with Operation Ivy, and local bands Choke and Belvedere. And then of course there was Woody. Whose front man would go on to change my life forever more.

We've been together now for 10 years today. When we met we were kids. Questioning whether love was, in fact, real. And during those ten years we've really grown. We graduated high school together. Moved into our own place(s). Went to college. Got jobs. Got married. Changed careers. Bought a house. And together we started a family. Life has been great. And life has been hard. And there were times we both questioned our relationship. But through everything we stuck together. And we loved each other. And to quote a terribly popular and for lack of a better word "lame" song, it's now truly, madly, deeply.

And through our lives together we always find time to dance. And while today my musical taste has mellowed out to enjoy the classic likes of Bob Marley, The Beatles and Ben Harper, hearing Gob's Lobster Boy will always take me back to the time I was falling in love.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Pee Pee Dance Updated

It's been just a few hours since writing my last post. I know, I know. 5 months and then BAM! Two in One day.

Anywhoo...since writing just a few short hours ago and bringing the munchkin home from the sitter's we've had some very major success! Two...count them...TWO pees in the potty! And as an added bonus. One poop. Sorry, E, I know one day you are going to read this and be so utterly ashamed Mom was spreading the joy of your bowels across the internet. But alas, you've made me proud :)

I'm pretty sure we also peed in the bath. Because she paused and then said "pee". So...pretty sure that's a clear indicator. I'll let that one slide though. Keep it up, kiddo!

The Pee Pee Dance

It's been a long time since my last post. 5 months, give or take. I guess that shows just how much personal time I've had lately for myself. Or, perhaps I should clarify that to read "how much time I've taken for myself". Because the distinction should be made.

Life has been busy. Between the business, and the baby, the hubby and all the time I spend making and planning meals who has time for bloggin'?

But alas, today I am taking advantage of the little miss hanging out at the sitter's. She's only there one or two days a week, but those days are certainly treasured as I can actually get some work done! Or in this case, I'm taking a spare moment to unleash the thoughts that provoke my mind into early waking.

And what's on my mind this week? Hmmm... well for starters, I should mention the one thing that has been top priority for the last 6 days (save today).

E & I have been working on the potty learning thing. Now, before you call me crazy for thinking I can teach a 16 month old how to use the potty, consider this.

Prior to the introduction of disposable diapers, most American and for our purposes I'm also going to say Canadian children, were potty trained somewhere around 18 months old. Present company included. Today, that is considered to be incredibly young. With most children not becoming potty trained until somewhere around 3 - 4 years old. Now, I'm not going to get into the whole "Proctor & Gamble" who make disposable diapers hired doctors to convince parents to wait longer becuase it made a HUGE impact on their bottom line. BUT I will say, that if you think I'm changing the gut-wrenching stinkiness of poopy diapers of a 3 yer old, you've got another thing coming. And as much as I love my cute little cloth booty covers, I think it's time we put them away.

So...back to my current quest. I've been noticing the signs of interest, recognition, desire and control. And I've heard about this window. A window where a child is willing and able to learn the potty. And if you miss the window, the child moves into little miss independent. Makes her own decisions, decides what she's comfortable with, etc. And that window comes somewhere around the age of "terrible" 2. See where I'm going with this?

Anyway, for reasons I won't bore you with, I have decided that we have approached our window. So, as of last Thursday I have devoted myself to helping my girl learn how to use the potty.

And while we're nowhere near being full-time pottying (I'm not even going to attempt nighttime for a while), we have certainly made some progress. For example, we love teaching our "babies" where to go "pee!". And proceeding to the big potty to do the gleeful sendoff. We do this for the baby as well as the rare occurrence we actually make it to the potty in time. In which case the event is also accompanied by high-fives, clapping, cheering and of course the potty dance. Most of which, by the way is performed on solely my part.

My biggest challenge however is that E is already a very determined little girl. And she will hold it literally for an hour, all the while doing the pee pee dance. And even though you have spent the last 3 hours watching her like a well-trained sniper watching for his target, the second you turn away, that's when she let's it all go.

And so it seems, not only has my kiddo shown that she has amazing control, but she also obviously has a preference to do her business in private. And so therein lies my biggest problem. Now not only will she only pee a few times a day, but she prefers to do it in private. Thus making my effors seem like they are never going to work.

But, I'll keep going. I feel the end is near. And after all the time and effort I've put in, this pig-headed blogger is determined that we can do it.

No pressure, of course, little E. Mommy still loves you even if you do pee on her carpet.