Sunday, September 21, 2014

Bibs, Bibs and More Bibs

After a loyal reader giving me a great idea on the blog's Facebook page, I decided to write a post about my favorite bibs.  I have at least a million it seems.  I am actually pretty sure they multiply at night when I am not looking.  Unfortunately it is never the good ones that I really like.  It is always the puny little drool bibs.

I have no use for drool bibs.  I mean in theory they are great.  Put them on, baby drools, you don't have to change his entire outfit as he drenches bib after bib.  Except Owl is a super drooler.  He soaks right through drool bibs.  So I just change his onesie numerous times a day.  But that is also because he has reflux really badly.  Drool bibs might catch a small spit up but for Owl's volcanic eruptions of spit up only hit outfit, mommy's outfit, and the couch will suffice.

Anyways what bibs do I like?  Let me tell you.

The first three links are all waterproof bibs with a pocket on them that can be easily wiped clean.  I like them for dining out because you can wipe them clean so no nasty bib in the diaper bag.  I like them for at home because I can use one all day and just rinse it in between feedings.  They are all pretty similar although if pressed to pick a favorite I would probably go with the Bumkins.

Bumkins Waterproof Starter Bib, Blue Crocs and Turtles, 2-Count 

Munchkin Crumb CatcherBib for Boys, 4-Count

green sprouts 3 Count Wash 'n Wipe Eva Bib, Boy

This bib is a one time use type bib since it is cloth and it isn't fully waterproof but I love the designs on them.  I made my mom get Destructo the I love tacos one since it is a running joke about how often my parents eat tacos before I was even pregnant.

green sprouts 6-Pack Favorite Food Bib Group B, Colors May Vary

Another type of bib that you must have at least a few of are Aden and Anais burpy bibs.  They are burp rags with a snap on the ends that you can use as a bib.  They come in so handy when you forget a bib.  I keep these in my diaper bag as a burp rag and have used them numerous times as an emergency bib.

aden + anais 2 Pack Muslin Burpy Bib, Jungle Jam

Finally a bib I don't personally own (until I get one for Owl for Christmas) is the Skip Hop bib.  I bought my nephew one of these last Christmas and I really like it.  It has a pouch you can fold it up into when it is dirty.  And it is waterproof.  Plus I made a huge mistake when I got Owl the lion Skip Hop back pack and really want to get the owl one.  At the time he was baby Zach.  Whoever would have known he would be Oliver and be called Owl. I need the Owl back pack now.  Ugh.

What bibs are your favorites?

Skip Hop Zoo Bib, Owl

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

A Day in My Life

I was up for the day at 7:30.  The kids are still not in bed yet.  Well kid.  Destructo is a huge night owl just like my hubby.  In that time, I have:

Had 2 hours and 10 minutes with both children asleep.  This normally doesn't happen or if it does it is no more than a half hour.  I lucked out in that aspect and it was truly glorious.  

I changed ten diapers and one pull up.  All but two of those diapers were poop diapers.  A diaper and a pull up both leaked and the pull up leak resulted in having to strip Kai's bed and put clean sheets on.

I nursed Owl ten times.

He had four wakes up overnight from 10-7 and I had to feed him at three of those wake ups.

I had to wipe one poop butt.

I had to change Owl's outfit six times today.

I had to change Kai's outfit four times today.  (Most of these are unneccsary but he is super weird about if he clothes get wet at all and refuses to wear them.  Then he had a pull up leak.)

I washed three loads of laundry, dried three loads of laundry, and folded none.  I suck at folding laundry.  

I had to put Destructo in one time out.  This could be a new low record.  Today really was a great day overall.

I had to put underware on Destructo four times.  He would go naked if I let him.  

I had to look for a lovey and /or paci ten times today.  I swear I waste at least an hour of every single day looking for these things.

I let my dishwater get cold before I was done washing my dishes once.  I unloaded the dishwasher once.  I washed two load of dishes by hand and have another waiting (that can continue to wait until tomorrow because I am tired.)

I worked from home for my actual job (well the actual job I get paid for) for an hour. 

I read four books.  This number might increase unless Mr. Destructo fully puts Kai to bed which is what I am hoping for.  

I got to eat 2/3rds of my breakfast, drink 2/3rds of my tea while it was hot (which is amazing in itself), and eat all my lunch.  I even got to eat half my dinner without interruption.  

There you have it.  The stats on my day.  It was a good day.  I might need to do this on a bad day and see how the stats compare.  

Friday, September 12, 2014

Family Bonds

Do you ever stop to wonder what memories your children are going to take away from childhood?  I think about this a lot.  I had a good if not great childhood.  I have so many fond memories of family vacations in northern Michigan. The coldness of lake Michigan and the warmth of the Platte River, ice cream at the store near the Platte, canoeing, and all the movies with my cousins on Drummond Island (yeah Sammie I remember how we watched Sweet Home Alabama at least a dozen times.)   Holidays with the extended family (shout out to my crazy Aunt Cheryl and her turkey dance.)  Figure skating shows, plays, soccer matches of my sisters.  

I hail from a very close family where all the accomplishments were celebrated.  I remember figure skating shows where every single aunt and uncle and cousin would come.  I was given flowers and I felt so darn special.  Or my play when I was 16 that my entire extended family who were visiting from Michigan came to see.  I had a total of about five lines.  The guns, the dueling pistols.  But yet they came and applauded and told me what a great job I had done even if they were probably bored to death.  I again felt so darn special. 

Bellies and cousins
And my family is turning out to be like this as well.  My younger sister and I were pregnant at the same time for 11 weeks with Owl.  I would almost have a third to get to do this again as it has been fun.  We took pictures of big cousin and little cousin bellies.  We both had boys and they are only 6.5 months apart.  Already they love smiling and talking to each other.  Destructo is a doting big brother and cousin.   You know when he isn't sitting on them or something.  I imagine any future cousins from either of my sisters will also be just as close as these there peas in a pod are.  
Dressing the cousins like twins

I hope that these boys (and girls if there are ever any of those) have all the wonderful memories I have.  I hope that they are as close as brothers and well at this point brothers.  I want them to get together once or twice a year even as grown adults and have fun, laugh, celebrate all of life's ups, and be there to support each other through the downs.

Fun times growing up 
I wouldn't be the person I am without my cousin's and extended family.  I hope the same is true of my boys.  Just today I talked to my grandma (twice), my aunt Cheryl, and would have talked to my other aunt Maria if Owl hadn't been having a massive breakdown at the time.  How cool is it that we are all so close still even though I am grown and have kiddos of my own?  I couldn't ask for better family.  The wisdom I glean from these mothers and fathers aunts and uncles who have been there before me is immeasurable.  They are a part of the village that is so lacking in modern day parenting.  (See this post that I wrote on this topic.)

I hope that when my kiddos think back on their childhood they see summer evenings spent at the cabin catching fire flies and tubing down a river (while momma lets daddy canoe her down the river since she hates tubing.)  I hope that they think of the Christmas memories:  playing in a giant cardboard box because that is so fun, eating too much junk food and running wild, and watching the skies for a glimpse of Santa clause together.  Easter egg hunts and ring around the rosie.  

I hope that they want to attend their cousins soccer games (yes Lee Lee this means you have to learn to walk at some point in the next year.)  I hope they can have mud fights on vacation and taunt each other and tease each other and get so nauseous only ice cream can help it.  I hope that sleepovers are lacking in sleep and bursting with laughter.  I hope that they have each other to help through the difficult times in life.  And one day when the time comes for me to return to my maker in heaven, I hope that my sisters kids can be there for my children to comfort them and reminisce about me being the crazy aunt.  Because I am pretty sure I will be the turkey dancer in our family.  And you know what?  I will gladly except that legacy.  I think I can rock it.  

The turkey dancer herself
Oh and Danielle I know you are watching out for my kiddos from heaven and I thank you for this every day.  Keep up the good work.  If you have a little sleeping through the night magic to sprinkle on Owl, feel free.  I mean a good nights sleep would be welcome.  And don't worry your honey badger legacy lives on in my small son.  I thought of you today because a butterfly actually landed on my arm.  You are forever loved and missed by all of us cousins.