Hello Readers!
Ever hear that saying "Darn I'm busy!" LOL No? Well let me introduce you: I am no longer working at the magazine (have I told you this yet? I can't remember: blame it on pregnancy brain and my insanely busy life!) Since DGP was born last May, I have been a stay at home Mommy, and Brian has worked two jobs. I'm SO grateful for this time I have with my girls! They make me laugh EVERY day, and I though I may be frustrated at times, I can't seem to kiss them enough!
MRP is now 27 months, and DGP is now 9, almost 10 months. Boy how time flies! People continue to tell me how amazed they are at MRP's verbal skills, and always ask if she's about 3.5..? NO, she's just a talker like her Mama! :P
Baby DGP is the polar opposite of her older sister. She sits quietly, doesn't ever fuss much (except when she's hungry of course) and is just a complete joy--I call her "My little sweet face." and here she comes now, "cruising" her way across the furniture; this BABY wants to walk!!!! She was full-out crawling at 6 months, and is almost walking at 9! I'm thinking she wants to keep up with (and get in to) big sister!
MRP has made the adjustment to a little sister well, or at least as well as can be expected. It wasn't necessarily "rough" at first, but there were definite trials. And not really of the bad kind, just more of her "loving her too much!"
I find myself often feeling as though Margee is getting jipped because I can no longer give her the one on one attention I always did. Life was all about her, all the time. Suddenly I was bringing this baby into the picture and things changed. But I also feel bad for DGP, in that she's not getting the same wonderful experience that MRP had; she has to share Mommy ALL the time, and it's never just ALL about her :(
How do I balance? It's so hard to love on them both equally all the time--I need two sets of lips for kissing boo boo's and two sets of arms for hugging!
I'm also finishing up my last semester of school (yes, completely changing careers!) to become an elementary ed. school teacher! I start student teaching in the fall--no clue where yet, haven't been told--but I'm SO excited.
What am I NOT excited about? Putting my two beautiful little angels in preschool/daycare :( Any suggestions on a good place? (Or a place NOT to go? And would anyone like to explain how I'm not going to totally bawl my eyes out when I leave them that first day/week/month???
Let me know! Until next time: keep on rollin' with the punches!
Karyn Potts
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Long Time Coming
Hello readers of any kind!
It has literally been 7 months since I've posted :( A lot has bappened: a very good friend of mine lost her 7 month old grandson suddenly, and another lost her 2 year old daughter to Cancer. To say I was sad and crying is an understatement. I was sad, and crying, for months. I just kept putting myself in their shoes (horrible for me, my psyche, and my baby's anxiety I know--I have REALLY bad "death issues"). What kept me moving? Knowing that I would soon have a new bundle of joy to take care of; a little girl I needed to be strong for.
So, I'm now the mother of TWO!! MRP is now 22 months, and "baby D" is just 4 months. MRP LOOOOOVES her little sister (a little too much at times) and baby D is just a complete joy to have! They are polar opposites: MRP had colic and cried insesantly, and baby D only fusses slightly to let me know she's hungry.
Things are going well: I no longer work at the magazine (surprise surprise), which I am bitter sweet about. I miss my job and the people, but I think being at home with my girls is where I belong at this point in my life. I'm also getting a SECOND degree now; going back to become an elementary school teacher--so exciting!
So I'm watching the girls every day, baking sweet goodies for the firehouse, and slaving away on my computer until the wee hours of the morning while everyone sleeps. I've traded my full-time advertising job for full-time multi-tasker, and I LOVE IT! (Most days LOL) Tell me, how do YOU schedule and juggle everything???? PLEASE tell me!
Until next time, hang in there!
Karyn Potts
It has literally been 7 months since I've posted :( A lot has bappened: a very good friend of mine lost her 7 month old grandson suddenly, and another lost her 2 year old daughter to Cancer. To say I was sad and crying is an understatement. I was sad, and crying, for months. I just kept putting myself in their shoes (horrible for me, my psyche, and my baby's anxiety I know--I have REALLY bad "death issues"). What kept me moving? Knowing that I would soon have a new bundle of joy to take care of; a little girl I needed to be strong for.
So, I'm now the mother of TWO!! MRP is now 22 months, and "baby D" is just 4 months. MRP LOOOOOVES her little sister (a little too much at times) and baby D is just a complete joy to have! They are polar opposites: MRP had colic and cried insesantly, and baby D only fusses slightly to let me know she's hungry.
Things are going well: I no longer work at the magazine (surprise surprise), which I am bitter sweet about. I miss my job and the people, but I think being at home with my girls is where I belong at this point in my life. I'm also getting a SECOND degree now; going back to become an elementary school teacher--so exciting!
So I'm watching the girls every day, baking sweet goodies for the firehouse, and slaving away on my computer until the wee hours of the morning while everyone sleeps. I've traded my full-time advertising job for full-time multi-tasker, and I LOVE IT! (Most days LOL) Tell me, how do YOU schedule and juggle everything???? PLEASE tell me!
Until next time, hang in there!
Karyn Potts
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
I'm Craving a Minivan!!
Hello LFM readers!
Okay, there, I've said it: I WANT A MINIVAN! Right now I drive a Toyota Corolla, and I love it! But once baby #2 comes along, I just don't see how two car seats and two adults are going to fit comfortably in it (not to mention we'll never be able to have anyone else ride with us). Brian drives a little 2-person truck, so all of us riding in there is obviously out of the question.
I'm totally NOT a van person--in fact, I'm always wondering why they're always hauling butt everywhere they go? I understand that people who drive them are most likely taxi-driving Moms rushing from place to place; but isn't that the point of a minivan? That they're driving KIDS around? They should drive a little safer, and remember the "packages" they have on board! Alright, off my soapbox.
I would like to get an SUV, but we're really wanting something with third row seating; plus I'm a short woman with back problems--those factors alone don't bode well for an SUV driver.
So we've been looking at the Honda Odyssey and the Toyota Sienna. You GOTTA LOVE the "Swagger Wagon" commercials right now by Toyota! Yes, yes, I know they've been having problems, but don't you think they'd be EXTRA careful about these new models coming out? I love all the new little gadgets and options you can get! Though I'd LOVE to hear from some of you on what you think is the best minivan out there!? Do you recommend the one you own? Why or why not? Tell me, why do you love your minivan?
So until next time, sell me on it!!
Karyn Potts
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Okay, there, I've said it: I WANT A MINIVAN! Right now I drive a Toyota Corolla, and I love it! But once baby #2 comes along, I just don't see how two car seats and two adults are going to fit comfortably in it (not to mention we'll never be able to have anyone else ride with us). Brian drives a little 2-person truck, so all of us riding in there is obviously out of the question.
I'm totally NOT a van person--in fact, I'm always wondering why they're always hauling butt everywhere they go? I understand that people who drive them are most likely taxi-driving Moms rushing from place to place; but isn't that the point of a minivan? That they're driving KIDS around? They should drive a little safer, and remember the "packages" they have on board! Alright, off my soapbox.
I would like to get an SUV, but we're really wanting something with third row seating; plus I'm a short woman with back problems--those factors alone don't bode well for an SUV driver.
So we've been looking at the Honda Odyssey and the Toyota Sienna. You GOTTA LOVE the "Swagger Wagon" commercials right now by Toyota! Yes, yes, I know they've been having problems, but don't you think they'd be EXTRA careful about these new models coming out? I love all the new little gadgets and options you can get! Though I'd LOVE to hear from some of you on what you think is the best minivan out there!? Do you recommend the one you own? Why or why not? Tell me, why do you love your minivan?
So until next time, sell me on it!!
Karyn Potts
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Mi Paci Es Su Paci!
Hello Lexington Family Magazine Readers!
Let me say start by prefacing this story with a little background: little MRP does not go to daycare, she is still sibling-less (at least for another 3 months or so), hasn't any cousins her own age, and is rarely around other kids unless in the church playroom on Sunday's. (I don't have many friends with kids, what can I say?)
So on a day when we DO get to have her one little friend over, she's always VERY excited to see her! She always plays well with other kids since she's fascinated by them; she lets kids take toys from her and she could care less, and she doesn't seem to understand why kids cry over toys; but on this particular day, she wasn't letting anyone push her around.
We went over to her friend's house for a play date, and while there, the little girl was having a hard time sharing and letting MRP touch anything that was "hers." The little friend was walking around saying "No, No touch MRP" and "Give back, give back," all with a pacifier permanently stuck in her mouth. This also confuses MRP, because they both have the same kind and color of paci's, (though MRP only gets hers when she's going to bed at night). The girls were playing (well, as much as her friend would let her), and something must have just struck a chord with MRP when her friend came over and took another toy from her that she had JUST picked up. So in retaliation, MRP quickly walked over to her friend and stole her precious paci straight from her mouth, stuck it into her own, about-faced and walked away as her friend stood there stunned and began to cry.
Her mother and I just looked up at each other and started rolling laughing. It was the funniest thing we'd seen in a long time! I have to admit, it made me proud of MRP. Here she is, being a good girl and trying to share and play with her non-compliant friend, when suddenly she has the last straw. :) I'm glad she stood up for herself, in her own little way.
Do your kids share well, or was it a struggle at first? I'm a little worried for when baby #2 comes and MRP has to share 24-7 with this little one. Suggestions?
Until next time, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for greater learning and understanding of sharing :)
Karyn Potts
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Let me say start by prefacing this story with a little background: little MRP does not go to daycare, she is still sibling-less (at least for another 3 months or so), hasn't any cousins her own age, and is rarely around other kids unless in the church playroom on Sunday's. (I don't have many friends with kids, what can I say?)
So on a day when we DO get to have her one little friend over, she's always VERY excited to see her! She always plays well with other kids since she's fascinated by them; she lets kids take toys from her and she could care less, and she doesn't seem to understand why kids cry over toys; but on this particular day, she wasn't letting anyone push her around.
We went over to her friend's house for a play date, and while there, the little girl was having a hard time sharing and letting MRP touch anything that was "hers." The little friend was walking around saying "No, No touch MRP" and "Give back, give back," all with a pacifier permanently stuck in her mouth. This also confuses MRP, because they both have the same kind and color of paci's, (though MRP only gets hers when she's going to bed at night). The girls were playing (well, as much as her friend would let her), and something must have just struck a chord with MRP when her friend came over and took another toy from her that she had JUST picked up. So in retaliation, MRP quickly walked over to her friend and stole her precious paci straight from her mouth, stuck it into her own, about-faced and walked away as her friend stood there stunned and began to cry.
Her mother and I just looked up at each other and started rolling laughing. It was the funniest thing we'd seen in a long time! I have to admit, it made me proud of MRP. Here she is, being a good girl and trying to share and play with her non-compliant friend, when suddenly she has the last straw. :) I'm glad she stood up for herself, in her own little way.
Do your kids share well, or was it a struggle at first? I'm a little worried for when baby #2 comes and MRP has to share 24-7 with this little one. Suggestions?
Until next time, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for greater learning and understanding of sharing :)
Karyn Potts
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Tuesday, January 19, 2010
It's TWINS!....................NOT!
Hello Lexington Family Magazine readers!
Well, the result you've all been waiting for! Many of you guessed "blue," and I think only a few of you guessed "pink." We went for our ultrasound on my birthday earlier this month (great present don't you think?) I laid there as Brian occupied MRP in her stroller, and I stared at the screen.
She pointed out the bladder, the spine, the arms, etc. No offense lady, but we really didn't care; I mean, other than to know that they were growing and developing at the rate they were supposed to, and that everything "looked fine," appeased us. She asked if we wanted to know the sex. Umm, yeah, that's why we're here! :)
As she turned on the heart-monitor-thing, she mentioned it to be 127, and that she was going to guess it was a BOY because it was so low. We agreed, and told her that's what our doctor had said as well. So she began scanning for other "parts" and next thing I know, she's pointing out the Labia. Ummmmm, BOYS don't have Labias!! Brian and I just looked at each other in disbelief. WHAT? That can't be right! We ordered a BOY! But then she went on to point out the "three lines" that are a clear recognition of girl parts. OH MY, ANOTHER ONE!
I have to admit, I cried. I sat there with tears streaming down my face as she finished up, and could probably tell I was trying to hold it all back. I was shocked, and Brian just didn't say anything at all. We left with our print out in hand. I got to the car, and bawled so hard I thought I was going to throw up. You know, that feeling where you can't breathe or speak, and that horrible sound comes from your mouth as you try to? Yeah, that was me.
I just felt for some reason that I had failed my husband. We had talked about what we were going to name him, how we were going to decorate his room, and all the fun "father-son" things they were going to do together. And in an instant, that was gone. (Note: we've already decided to only have two children, so this is it.) I just felt so horrible that he wasn't going to have those experiences, the way he did with his own father, and he'd never be able to say "Luke, I am your father."--famous Star Wars line. As I cried Brian knelt next to my car and assured me it was fine. "It's really okay, I'll just have a house full of vagina's!" he said to make me laugh. And it worked.
A couple of weeks have gone by, and I'm getting used to the idea of two girls again. At least they will always have someone to play with; tell secrets to; play dress up and tea party with, etc. I never had that experience myself since I have two older brothers (we played Kick the Can and GI Joe), so I'm excited to be a part of "sisters."
Matching Christmas dresses and bows, dolls, and dance classes, here we come!
So until next time, I guess you never REALLY know!
Karyn Potts
*I welcome your comments and questions, just click below!*
Well, the result you've all been waiting for! Many of you guessed "blue," and I think only a few of you guessed "pink." We went for our ultrasound on my birthday earlier this month (great present don't you think?) I laid there as Brian occupied MRP in her stroller, and I stared at the screen.
She pointed out the bladder, the spine, the arms, etc. No offense lady, but we really didn't care; I mean, other than to know that they were growing and developing at the rate they were supposed to, and that everything "looked fine," appeased us. She asked if we wanted to know the sex. Umm, yeah, that's why we're here! :)
As she turned on the heart-monitor-thing, she mentioned it to be 127, and that she was going to guess it was a BOY because it was so low. We agreed, and told her that's what our doctor had said as well. So she began scanning for other "parts" and next thing I know, she's pointing out the Labia. Ummmmm, BOYS don't have Labias!! Brian and I just looked at each other in disbelief. WHAT? That can't be right! We ordered a BOY! But then she went on to point out the "three lines" that are a clear recognition of girl parts. OH MY, ANOTHER ONE!
I have to admit, I cried. I sat there with tears streaming down my face as she finished up, and could probably tell I was trying to hold it all back. I was shocked, and Brian just didn't say anything at all. We left with our print out in hand. I got to the car, and bawled so hard I thought I was going to throw up. You know, that feeling where you can't breathe or speak, and that horrible sound comes from your mouth as you try to? Yeah, that was me.
I just felt for some reason that I had failed my husband. We had talked about what we were going to name him, how we were going to decorate his room, and all the fun "father-son" things they were going to do together. And in an instant, that was gone. (Note: we've already decided to only have two children, so this is it.) I just felt so horrible that he wasn't going to have those experiences, the way he did with his own father, and he'd never be able to say "Luke, I am your father."--famous Star Wars line. As I cried Brian knelt next to my car and assured me it was fine. "It's really okay, I'll just have a house full of vagina's!" he said to make me laugh. And it worked.
A couple of weeks have gone by, and I'm getting used to the idea of two girls again. At least they will always have someone to play with; tell secrets to; play dress up and tea party with, etc. I never had that experience myself since I have two older brothers (we played Kick the Can and GI Joe), so I'm excited to be a part of "sisters."
Matching Christmas dresses and bows, dolls, and dance classes, here we come!
So until next time, I guess you never REALLY know!
Karyn Potts
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Monday, January 4, 2010
Pink or Blue for #2?
Hello Lexington FAMILY Magazine readers!!
Tomorrow marks 20 weeks, and Brian and I will be going for an ultrasound to find out the sex of baby #2 (with hope)!! Our doctor is betting "boy" because of the heart rate; Brian has been betting "boy" all along; I on the other hand THOUGHT "girl" until this last visit. Now I'm leaning towards "boy" as well. This pregnancy has been completely different from MRP--not AS tired (probably because I don't have TIME to be tired chasing a one year old around! or maybe I don't have time to think about how tired I am?), but feeling sick all the time. Anyone want to take a guess? I'll let you know soon!
Until next time, your guess is as good as mine!
Karyn Potts
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Tomorrow marks 20 weeks, and Brian and I will be going for an ultrasound to find out the sex of baby #2 (with hope)!! Our doctor is betting "boy" because of the heart rate; Brian has been betting "boy" all along; I on the other hand THOUGHT "girl" until this last visit. Now I'm leaning towards "boy" as well. This pregnancy has been completely different from MRP--not AS tired (probably because I don't have TIME to be tired chasing a one year old around! or maybe I don't have time to think about how tired I am?), but feeling sick all the time. Anyone want to take a guess? I'll let you know soon!
Until next time, your guess is as good as mine!
Karyn Potts
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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Swallowed
Hello LFM Readers!
SO, she may, or may not have swallowed a very small metal ball!??!! MRP was playing with a bracelet, and next thing I know she snapped it and the charms and everything holding it together went flying everywhere. I quickly picked her up and put her in her activity center so she couldn't move and start picking them up. I look at my sneaky daughter as I grab the broom, and she oh-so-smoothly puts her hand up to her mouth and IN SOMETHING GOES! I couldn't tell if she was just blowing kisses, or if she ACTUALLY put something in.
I grabbed her cheeks and squeezed (the only way she'll open her mouth if she knows you want to get something out of there) and yelled for my Mom. I could see the little shiny ball between her cheek and her gum. I tried scooping it out while Mom jammed her head forward so she couldn't swallow...but alas, it was gone.
I don't know if it fell out, or if it went down :( My mother assures me she'll be fine, that the object has to be bigger to cause an actual problem and that it "will all come out in the end." So far, she's been fine the last two days. Who knows....
Have your kids ever swallowed anything crazy? What happened?
Until next time, watch out for those sneaky babies!
Karyn Potts
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SO, she may, or may not have swallowed a very small metal ball!??!! MRP was playing with a bracelet, and next thing I know she snapped it and the charms and everything holding it together went flying everywhere. I quickly picked her up and put her in her activity center so she couldn't move and start picking them up. I look at my sneaky daughter as I grab the broom, and she oh-so-smoothly puts her hand up to her mouth and IN SOMETHING GOES! I couldn't tell if she was just blowing kisses, or if she ACTUALLY put something in.
I grabbed her cheeks and squeezed (the only way she'll open her mouth if she knows you want to get something out of there) and yelled for my Mom. I could see the little shiny ball between her cheek and her gum. I tried scooping it out while Mom jammed her head forward so she couldn't swallow...but alas, it was gone.
I don't know if it fell out, or if it went down :( My mother assures me she'll be fine, that the object has to be bigger to cause an actual problem and that it "will all come out in the end." So far, she's been fine the last two days. Who knows....
Have your kids ever swallowed anything crazy? What happened?
Until next time, watch out for those sneaky babies!
Karyn Potts
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