Salads and Flowers {.45}


Today is the first day in a long time since the nice weather has arrived that I have actually had the energy and time to go outside with my little munchkin. It was so much fun! We didn’t do much but play in the grass, but that was the best play-in-the-grass fun I’ve ever had. Jayden made me a “salad” {out of grass and a stick}, I tried to teach him how to ride his bike, he picked flowers for me, we watched the cars ride by and ran back and forth in the grass like maniacs. Making lists, giving myself a bedtime, and sticking to a schedule has really helped me out so far when it comes to having time to just enjoy life. I just pray that I can keep it up because spending all of this extra time with my little munchkin is priceless.

“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives”

Annie Dillard

Government Name {.041}

About three weeks ago, Jayden had his three-year check up. He’s healthy,  smart and all of that good stuff. Such a blessing. As the apointment was ending his doctor instructed Quentin and I to start teaching him our full names, how to survive in the wild {how to gather food, fight off hungry lions, etc} and all of that good stuff. Seriously though, you know stuff you should know if there is an emergency; addresses, phone numbers and all of that helpful stuff.

We didn’t waste any time and started teaching him what our names were right way. Let’s just say that within one day he had it down pat. I think he was a tad bit confused because he would ask if he got our names right. I mean, can you blame the kid he’s been calling us “Mommy” and “Daddy” since was only 6 months old. I could only imagine what was going on in his head when we told him what our real names were. To him, we are probably impostors.

“Mommy, thatsss Quentin!?”, he would say with a confused look on his face.

“Yes, that’s Quentin, Jayden.”

“Oh. Hi Quentin!”, he would wave as if he was meeting a new person.

Days went by and we would try to refresh his memory and make sure he didn’t forget our “new identities”.

One day I was in the bathroom, doing what people do in the bathroom, and Jayden knocked on the door {He doesn’t like when we go to the bathroom and leave him outside of the door. Go figure. Parent’s don’t deserve privacy.}

“Nicole? NICOLE!? NICOLE WHITEHALL!?!”, he wailed.

“Yes, Jayden.”, I said through my laughter.

“I come in?”

I couldn’t even answer him I was laughing so hard.

I found it so funny that he had already made the connection that “Nicole” was my “new” name. It was almost as if he thought we were telling him to call us something else from now on. I later explained to him that I was two people {this is making even more sense now}. He’s gotten the hang of knowing who Nicole Whitehall is and that she is Mommy too. I’m sure he doesn’t get why I have two names. But, it’s just the cutest thing to hear him say my Government name. What a sophisticated young lad.

The beautiful thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you.
B.B. King

Fuzzy Weekend {.039}

Dear weekend,

You were the same this time as you always are, eventful and fast paced. Most events took place at home this time. I was struggling with not having the desire to do homework during the week, so I did it all this weekend. It actually felt good to focus on one thing at a time without worrying about going to bed to get up for work in the morning. I finished  so much quicker that I would normally. I usually take five days to complete homework this time I only took 6-7 hours between two days. Humpf. New strategy to consider I guess. I did some much needed cleaning again which made me feel all fuzzy inside, but most importantly I got to spend some much needed quality time with my little munchkin face. My mommy stopped by to have breakfast with us too. She was in Maryland for a Jazz festival and couldn’t go back to New Jersey without seeing us of course. The man was working all weekend. So proud of the moves he is making in the fitness industry already. Overall it was a good weekend. I can’t complain.

I told you that I was going to catch you up with what’s been going on lately, but for now I’ll just leave you with some pictures to enjoy on this beautiful Monday morning. They are from an evening two weeks before at the park while watching Quentin film a video for work. I’ve got to admit, they are some of my favorites I’ve ever taken of Jayden. No poses, no planning, just the organic bliss of a kid, being a kid.

Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.” 

Marc Riboud

It’s been a long time {.38}

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First let me start off by saying I’ve missed you memory book readers!

I haven’t been blogging since last week and it has been ever so painful.

There has been so much that I’ve wanted to share with you! But, there were some set backs in the homelife that I had to take care of first.

The most important issue being my son’s health. Jayden was sick – very sick. He didn’t have a common cold or anything like that. He had a stomach virus. The scariest part to me during the week that he was sick was that he acted normally, so I couldn’t tell how he was really feeling.

Ever since Jayden was younger he has done a great job of slamming his head on things and just moving along. I was proud of him for being tough, but concerned when I’d see random knots on his head.

This time he acted no different when it came to pain, except I couldn’t see that he was actually hurt like if he psychically bumped his head.

 

He had a fever of 102, vomited twice, had diarrhea like I’ve never seen before and had no appetite for a few days. Mind you I have never seen him throw up before. He has never thrown up in his whole little life, so I cried. It was so sad to see my baby apologizing for something he had no control over. All because it was on his sheets and pillow and floor and crud. I could care less about the mess!
But, through the entire stomach virus ordeal, he was playing, laughing, joking and having a gay old time! That’s my boy! Tough as nails. The only thing he said to me was “Mommy, tummy hurts”. He’d rub his stomach, poop, and keep it moving.

 

We took him to the doctor mid-week and she sucked monkey nuts. That’s the best way I can describe it. She didn’t listen and explained things to Quentin and I like we were three.

 

“Pediatricians don’t care if toddlers don’t eat. Parents do! We are just worried about him being dehydrated!”

 

Yup! Because I’m totally going to force food down my child’s throat if he clearly expresses to me that he doesn’t want to effing eat! Especially since he’s been shitting and throwing his guts up all over the got-damn house! And forget about water or gatorade! Noooo, I’m not going to give him anything to help him replenish his body with the electrolytes and necessary fluids he needs to LIVE!!!!!! Don’t tell me what I care about lady! I know how the hell to handle a dehydrated and stomach-aching child! Just tell me what the hell he can take or if there is anything additional we can do to make this virus go away faster. That is your job! Jayden’s regular doctor wasn’t there unfortunately, but he needed to see someone ASAP, so we went in for an impromptu sick visit. Not doing that again! Total waste of time. So glad she is not his doctor on a regular basis. She is a douche-face.

 

Anyhow…

 

School has been pretty stressful as well, the anxiety of figuring out what I ultimately want to do with my existence and graduation have been plaguing me. I know it will come and it won’t come when I want it. I just have to let it flow. That’s the hardest part. God’s got me though. I know he does.

 

We’ve got quite a bit of catching up to do my friends, but don’t worry you will get all of the deets (short for details – you like?) next week. Lucky for me I will be catching up on the homework I should have done this week all weekend long baby! It’s just been one of those exhausting weeks. I think my body is still making up for staying up 20 hours that day I discovered Jayden was sick. Phew.

 

Right now, I feel like I’ll never catch up on sleep. I want to fall asleep in my MacBook right now. See how this cycle continues?

 

To whom much is given, much is required right?

 

Today is the first of June {totally random, but I can’t believe it}! Holy crap time has flown by. Half of 2012 is gone people, zombies are here, stuff is getting all fudged up, better spend that money you have in your retirement fund while we’re all still here! ::cue dramatic music::

 

If you treat a sick child like an adult and a sick adult like a child,
everything usually works out pretty well

 

– Ruth Carlisle

Possessive {.037}

I knew that most kids went through the stage of being “possesive”, but of course {yet again} I didn’t think  that my little angel would catch on to the toddler trend.

I was wrong.

Everything is someone’s, not just his {which I’m happy about, because I’d have to body slam him for being selfish}. This weekend that passed was a pretty chill one, I did a massive amount of laundry, cleaned like I was a maid, and spent some much needed quality time with my boys.

One evening last weekend Quentin and I were laying on the bed and Jayden wanted to hop on and said “get cozy?!”, with the most excited look on his face.

Of course we agreed and we started pulling the blankets on all of us and getting pillows. As I went to grab a pillow closer to me Jayden said “No, Jayden’s pillow”.  Just out of curiosity I pointed to the pillow Quentin’s head was under ask whose pillow it was. “That’s Daddy’s pillow.”, he said.

For lack of better words that was “Get your own damn pillow, Mommy!” in toddler language. I took the hint and got my own pillow.

I assumed the pillow that I put in the bed wasn’t going to be mine according my three-year-old so I thought I’d ask just to see what he’d say.

“That’s Mommy’s pillow!”, he told me. I smiled.

I guess my little one isn’t as possessive as I thought he was. He knows what’s his and he knows what’s not. I can’t ask for much more than that.

While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.

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Daddy & Son {.034}

Yesterday, I’m sure Jayden had a blast from the past. He didn’t have to go to school until 12:00PM because he went going to a doctor’s appointment with Daddy! He’s always craving more attention and more alone time with him. It was much needed and well deserved. When Jayden goes anywhere he’s a good boy, at the Doctor’s was no different. His pediatrician is one of the best I’ve seen {& we’ve been through a couple}. I trust her and she always goes for the treatment that will be the least harmful side effect wise for Jayden. That’s all I can ask for from a person who basically has my child’s life and well being in her hands when it comes to medical recommendations.  After the doctor’s appointment Quentin took Jayden to get something to eat (Jayden’s favorite past time) at Boston Market instead of dropping him off at school for lunch.
All in all I’m sure they had a fantastic time. Hopefully we’ll have time to have fun as a family on the weekend.
Ordinary time is “quality time” too. Everyday activities are not just necessities that keep you from serious child rearing: they are the best opportunities for learning you can give your child…because her chief task in her first three years is precisely to gain command of the day-to-day life you take for granted.
– Amy Laura

Press Play {.033}

I haven’t had time to play with my little one in so long. I mean really play. Like, lay on the floor & roll around like goofballs kind of play. I’ve always done something structured with him, which was fun for me cause I’m an adult, but not so much for him. When he came home from daycare he just wanted to play in his own way. He politely asked me to help him turn on the light so he could get his cars and off he went into his toddler dream land, while he was awake. I started to play with him a little, but to be honest I didn’t even realize what I was doing. It was like I was in another world. Just me and him. No homework. No phone. No responsibilities. Then, something clicked and I got up to look something up on the computer. I was planning on coming right back. But, realistically – how many times do I tell myself that & get caught up? Almost, always.

He was disappointed. Usually he won’t pay me any mind and continue playing by himself. But, this time he said “Come here, this is yours”, handing me the car I was playing with. That broke my heart and I immediately rushed over to finish playing with him. I had so much fun. It was just so interesting to dive into his world. Not, a structured game Mommy made up or anything. But, something that he truly enjoys. I honestly thought he would be super territorial over his coveted cars. Surprisingly (to me anyway), he was so incredibly generous, kind and gentle.  That’s a little snapshot of how he plays with his classmates I guess.

I always knew there was something special about this little boy. But, man – God shows me something more spectacular about him everyday. He’s my little angel on Earth.

Family values are a little like family vacations -— subject to changeable weather and remembered more fondly with the passage of time. Though it rained all week at the beach, it’s often the momentary rainbows that we remember.

 –Leslie Dreyfous, New York Times, Oct. 25, 1992

Baby Number Two? {.026}

Yesterday morning, Quentin and I dropped Jayden off at daycare as usual. I went to help Jayden put his coat away and Quentin went to put his lunch box in the refrigerator. This morning in particular, Jayden’s teacher was doing before care & we always get chatting ’cause she is amazingly nice & friendly. Love her to death! So we were chatting away and she tells me that Jayden has been telling her things about me. So, I’m deathly afraid that it’s something like “Mommy doesn’t love me.” or “My Mommy’s mean”, you know something like that because boy was he being a brat that morning.

I ask her what it is and she tells me that Jayden has been saying that there is a baby in my belly! WHAT?! Yes, I she said it. It made me second-guess my own body for a second. Before I answered her I said in my head “Wait, am I pregnant!?” I snapped back to the reality that I knew I wasn’t. I told her that I wasn’t pregnant and that we weren’t planning to start trying. She looked surprised and said that Jayden has been saying and I quote “Baby, Mommy’s belly!”

Well, if that wasn’t a hint that he wants a permanent playmate I don’t know what is. Trust me if things weren’t so crazy right now, baby number two would certainly be on the way. But, I think when Jayden is in Kindergarten or First Grade it will be the perfect time. Who knows, by that time we might not want another one.

For now, Jayden will just have to be satisfied with his best friend, Teddy.

I don’t care how poor a man is; if he has family, he’s rich.” 

Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, “Identity Crisis,” M*A*S*H

 

The Ultimate Birthday Weekend! {.023}

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The pictures {and title} say it all. The weekend that passed was the best I’ve ever had.

Jayden’s Birthday party was nice & intimate. Just close family & friends like I wanted. The day of his birthday {Sunday} was a blast! We {Quentin, Jayden & I – ONLY} went to Port Discovery {a little kid’s museum}& had lunch downtown. It was nice to see Jayden enjoying the time with us so much. I’m certainly going to make that a yearly tradition. It’s nice to have no one around but us three on his special day so he can have our undivided attention. This weekend turned out to be just what I wanted to give him for his Birthday; memories – not things. He has enough things.

Happy Third Birthday my pint size ray of sunshine. You have put smiles on so many and have changed tons of people’s lives…especially mine. Thank you for being your fun-loving self & giving me your unconditional love no matter what. I’m pretty darn lucky to be your Mom.

And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count.

It’s the life in your years.

Abraham Lincoln