Deadline approching

Olivia will be 3 in October. Saphire will be 12 in July. If math is not your strong suit that is a 9 year and some change difference. Which makes doing anything with both of them a headache. Saphire is at the point were nothing is cool and being with your parents is lame. Although I know she will eventually out grow it, it makes me sad that she may never be close with her sister like other siblings I see close to age with each other, I must accept that it is what it is.
Jeff and I both grew up being extremely spaced out from our siblings. Him being 6 years younger than his siblings and the "save the marriage baby", and I being a teenage pregnancy that of course didn't work out, I am also 6 years older than my oldest younger sister, and 20 years from my youngest sister. Needless to say I am not as close to them as I would like to be. You know, the whole sha-bam, talking about boys, sharing clothes, arguing about bullshit.
With that we sent a deadline last year. Start trying to make another baby in May or not have anymore children at all. May is coming, and although I love the idea, I'm not sure I can do it. I feel guilty throwing Olivia into being the middle child and dividing my time x3. Olivia was also a demanding baby, not that all babies aren't demanding but she wouldn't even let me put her down. She slept with us up until a few weeks ago, and still crawls in bed with us around 5am every night(Secretly, I love it).
I have also been losing weight and seeing a trainer every week, so getting pregnant seems like a huge step back. I want another baby but at the same time it seems so scary. How come I can't just freeze time for one more year?

Milestones

It was a semi pleasant weekend in the Olson household. Minus the angsty 11 year old who was grounded for trying to act WAY beyond her years. Which led to a sit down talk with the boy and his parents that live 2 doors down. Hopefully the wind has settled on that one because she sure doesn't want to end up a boarding school :)
On Saturday we met 2 huge milestones with Olivia (our 2 year old), we came to the close of a one week potty training success. Last weekend we casually started getting her to sit on the potty, since then she has been a freaking potty training star, or as we tell her " she is riding the potty training express". She even keeps dry through the night and naps. Now, we have had a few accidents, but for 90% of the time she wears her big girl panties.

                                                     Olivia at Barnes and Noble after having an accident, we forgot extra pants...

The other milestone was getting Olivia in her own bed. If you didn't know, since birth Olivia had been a co-sleeper. Not by choice, so don't get your panties in a wad. She was a very difficult baby, eating every hour and even worse not letting us put her down without screaming her head off...so I did what I had to do to not go completely ape crazy.

So, for a few weeks we would add a little to her bed, we started with a twin mattress and box spring, then got a fame, comforter, pillows, sheets, and on Saturday we got the final touch:side rails. She has been so stoked on being a big girl. The first night she woke about 5am and crawled in bed with us, and last night she slept til 6am and then laid down with me. Hopefully tomorrow it will be 7am.

Wont'cha please be my neighbor?

I'm surrounded everyday by people. My kids, my husband, other parents at the YMCA. So how is it that I often feel isolated? I have very few friends here is Washington. Most who don't have kids or their kids are different ages so play dates are out of the question. I crave adult conversation, even if my kids are there.Someone to have coffee with or drink a glass of wine(or bottle). I want a BFF.
I'm sick of having one way relationships with people. I'm sick of extending my hand but never getting their hand in return. I hate being a whinny beotch, but seriously why is it that I always seem to have all the time in the world to help other people and be there for them. But when I need it, it is never returned?


In the mean time let my adorable daughter make you a happy. Seriously this kid needs an agent.

Happy Weekend!

an almost catastrophe

As you can see my daughter has a best friend. Minnie Mouse, or as I like to call her "Pirate Hooker Minnie Mouse", only because she has a shit load of make up on and wore stilettos until we cut them off. I have tried to replace Minnie with normal looking ones, but she is attached. Olivia would probably bathe with her if we allowed it.Well we almost lost Minnie...for about an hour my daughter refused to go to bed, yelling "where Minnie?" We looked every where....I was even freaking out. We finally found her being the entertainment center. She was so happy. Now, where the heck am I going to find a replacement of "Pirate Hooker Minnie" when her looks go south?
Please excuse the blurry pictures, she was moving a lot.