Potty Training - Day 3 (a Hiatus)

Today we decided that maybe Vince's aversion to sitting in the potty chair has to do with the little splash guard. I think it's been hitting him in his poor little man parts, or at least hit him once or twice, probably really really hard. We took a trip to WalMart to find a better chair. We think we found one. And it plays a little tune when he pees in the potty, so that's a nice plus (we don't have to try to see in the potty to find out when he's going pee. I also think the music will help him want to sit on the potty to try to pee and get the music to start. Heh. 

The other nice thing about the splash guard on the new chair is that instead of just sitting in front of his man parts, it kind of covers them, so they still have room for him to do is business, and protects my legs from getting shot, all at the same time. Also, the splash guard folds down for storage, but that also means that if he doesn't sit down quite right, instead of knocking his package, it folds down, and then we can just flip it back up after he's sat down. That's probably more comfortable than sitting right down on the splash guard.

But it was Saturday, and I had decided that I wasn't going to potty train over the weekend - I need to keep my sanity, and I need a chance to recharge after a loooong two days of potty training. So we didn't even open the potty chair when we got home.

I was sitting on the couch, drinking a glass of water and watching Vince play in the living room, when he started getting curious about the box containing his new potty chair. He wanted to get it out, so I obliged him, thinking he would probably just play with it. I said to myself, whatever he wants to do, at least it will get him more comfortable with his chair.

I set up the chair in the living room (keep in mind that Vince is still clad in a diaper and some pants), and went back to my glass of water and whatever it was I was doing (maybe reading?). I started enjoying watching Vince play with his new potty chair, and all of the sudden, he started pulling at the crotch of his pants saying "I go pee pee, I go pee pee." I was completely taken by surprise, but stripped him as fast as I could. Of course, once he was naked, he would NOT sit on the potty chair, so I picked him up and sat him on the potty chair. He protested while I sat him down, but once he was sitting down he immediately got quiet and peed in the chair! He was completely thrilled by the music, and praised himself with clapping hands and "Yay, Vincente! Good boy, Vincente!" It was adorable. The new potty chair is a little more complicated in emptying, because you have to take the seat off, first, and then take the cup out, but he figured it out fast enough and of course enjoyed dumping his pee in the "big toilet." I thought maybe he would do it again, so I put his Lightening McQueen undies on him, but two minutes later, he was playing with a truck on the floor, and I think he was just distracted because he started peeing. Once he realized he was peeing, he got really sad and started talking about his "wet pants." It was kind of depressing. 

Anyway, the fact that he told me he needed to go pee pee gives me hope for potty training, and maybe it won't be as long as I thought it would be. If we can just get him to sit down on the potty by himself, I think we'll be home free after that!

Potty Training - Day 2

Today was at least a little better than Day 1.5 - although I've decided to take it a little slower, mostly because Vincente is still very VERY nervous of the potty chair. I haven't been able to determine why he's so nervous of it, but I've decided that the only way we're going to get over this is to practice practice practice. But I don't really have the energy to do it all day every day, so I've decided on a new routine for potty training:

When Vincente wakes up, I'll have him sit on the potty (hopefully pee) and then put on some underwear. All morning, from breakfast until lunchtime, I'll make him sit on the potty every 15 minutes for about 5 minutes (what Azrin and Foxx suggest after they've successfully peed in the potty). If he has an accident, I just have him clean up the mess, sit on the potty, and put on clean underwear. He's so afraid of the potty chair that I think having him do the practice trials that Azrin and Foxx suggest would be more damaging than anything, plus, he cries when he pees his pants anyway. I figure he understands that wet undies are not as desireable as dry undies. 

Just before lunch I am going to have him sit on the potty one last time, and then put a pull up on him for the rest of the day. I'll ask him all the time if he needs to go potty, and make sure he sits on the potty at least once every 30 minutes, and still make a big deal out of having wet undies, but I just don't have the energy to do the potty every 15 minutes ALL day long, especially because it's still a little stressful to get him to actually SIT on the potty. Seriously, once he's there, he doesn't mind being there, and during today's training he peed in the potty almost every single time he sat down, so it seems like he's not damaged by being nervous, he's just nervous. Maybe it's like riding a bike...

Anyway, then I'll diaper him at naptime (because he's still really little and pees a LOT in his sleep - in fact, I'd previously noticed that he pees more in his sleep than he does during any other 2 hour period of time), and then depending on how much energy I have for the afternoon (and if we have to go out - to a Dr's appt, etc) I'll either put a pull up on him, and continue the 30 minute potty time intervals, and keep asking him if he needs to go potty; or I'll just diaper him and give myself a little break from potty training for a few hours. 

I'm going to have him sit on the potty before we change for bed, and then diaper him at night.

Then it will start over again in the morning.

I've decided that it is useless to wear myself out every day, day after day (being 7 1/2 mos pregnant isn't exactly the best shape to be in when you potty train ... emotions run high, your body aches anyway, and you have absolutely NO energy... and you can't move very quickly, so a little toddler in underwear around your rugs and furniture is like a disaster waiting to happen). It's useless because although we're making some progress, Vincente is still nervous of the potty, and since the whole goal of potty training is to have your kid go to the potty on their own and sit down on it, we're not going to make any more progress until he stops fighting the sitting down on the potty chair part. 

The odd part about Vince's discomfort with the potty chair is that he will gladly sit on the chair fully clothed. Bare-bummed, he starts turning around and acting like he's going to sit on it, but keeps changing his mind at the last second. So I decided that instead of trying to get him to sit on the chair every 15 minutes and having to fight his nerves every 15 minutes, we'd do a quick multiple repititions all at once deal. I told Vincente, to prepare him, "Vince, we're going to practice the act of sitting on the potty. You can either do it all by yourself, I will help you, or I will make you sit on the potty chair." So, I removed his undies, and we started. Each time I would ask him if he wanted to do it himself. If he hesitated, I picked him up and sat him on the potty chair. The first time, that's what I did. The second time, he started doing it on his own, but then I tried to help him, and he freaked out on me. So then the next twenty times, I had to pick him up and sit him on the potty. But then, HE DID IT! He sat down on the potty all by himself. It was great progress. After that, he still showed signs of being nervous at our 15 minutes potty trials, but it wasn't nearly as bad, and occaisionally, he sat down on his own (with a little bit of help).

It was an exhausting day 2, and I like my new plan better, especially since we're running into a few obstacles with Vince. He's doing a really good job, though - he is really smart, and he understands everything that is going on (so far). He understands that he pees, he understands HOW to pee (sit down, relax, pee comes out), and he understands how to empty his potty chair.

The next obstacles we face (in order of importance - to me, at least) are being comfortable sitting down on the potty chair on his own, understanding when he has the urge to pee (which includes learning how to hold his pee in until he sits on the potty chair), and then going potty by himself. Oh, and then there's getting him to pull down his undies by himself, but I figure since he's still so little, and he's only recently had the experience of wearing undies, it might take a while for that one to come. He knows how to take his pants off, I know, because he's done it before.

I think we probably have at least a few more weeks of training to go before he starts pottying himself successfully. Hopefully I last that long. Otherwise I might have to hire someone to finish the job. But at least we've made a good start... I just didn't expect it to take this long. I thought maybe a few days. He's just soooo nervous about the potty chair - and that's going to take a little while to get over.

Potty Training - Day 1.5

I say Day 1.5 because we technically started potty training a few weeks ago, but things didn't go very well (we didn't have a potty chair, just a cushion thing that goes on the big toilet) so we gave up and decided to wait until we could buy a potty chair. Then we bought the potty chair, and I've been too tired and too busy to attempt it again. SO! Today was the day -

Realizing that Pee Comes Out

The first obstacle we faced was Vincente needing to understand that pee comes out of him, and that it is wet and icky and he wants to put it in the potty instead of in his underwear. I was having a hard time getting him to sit on the potty, and I figured it was because he didn't really understand what this potty business was all about. So, since I can shut the doors to our kitchen, I turned up the heat in the house (you'll see why in a minute), shut me and Vince in the kitchen, picked all the rugs up off the floor (to minimize clean up afterward), stripped Vince stark naked (except his socks), and let him run around and pee all over the floor. Now, you might thing that I am the craziest person you've ever met, and you're probably right - and I might not have done this under other circumstances, but I had already tried the straight up putting him in undies, setting him on the potty every 15 minutes, etc with absolutely no success, and with Vince not even really understanding why he was sitting on the potty. So I guess I was at my wits end. 

Now, I didn't just let him mess all over the floor and leave it there, every time he peed on the floor, I made him clean it up, and I made sure to tell him that it was his pee pee on the floor, and that we don't like to put pee pee on the floor, that we want to put it in the potty chair. This went on from about 10am until noon when he FINALLY let me set him on the potty chair. He peed a little bit in the chair, and so after much praise and many M&Ms and a cookie, I donned him in brand new whitey tighties and instructed him to empty his potty chair in the big toilet down the hall. He had a blast dumping it in the potty, but was afraid of flushing if the seat and lid were up. So once I figured all that out, we had a routine down, and he (mostly) enjoyed it.

Azrin and Foxx's Toilet Training in Less Than a Day

This is the book that my mother gave me about potty training, and the book I've been reading probably since Vince was walking. I liked the way they approached potty training, especially since they also talked about getting your child to obey. So I've been practicing the Azrin/Foxx method of teaching Vincente to obey for a long time (give the brief instruction, and give "manual guidance" - i.e. put your hands on theirs and make them do it - if they don't respond immediately) This method of instruction had been working really well in other aspects of Vince's life - learning to clean up his toys, learning to take his dishes to the sink, learning to stay close to me in crowded places (although that one is slowly wearing off now that his need for autonomy is increasing). So I decided to start there.

The basic schedule we follow is this - every 5 minutes, I ask Vince if his pants are dry. If he feels them and can feel that they are dry, he gets and M&M. Every 15 minutes, we go through a "prompted pottying" which goes as follows: walk to the potty, pull down your undies, sit on the potty (this requires me mostly to force him to sit on the potty, because he hates that part), sit on the potty for five minutes (or until he pees, which ever comes first). If he hasn't gone pee on the potty, yet, you're supposed to try to get him to sit on the potty until he pees, but since Vince didn't like sitting on the potty anyway, I barely got him on for a few seconds the first couple times. But then I caught him once when he REALLY needed to pee, and ever since then we've been able to do the five minutes. 

If he pees in the potty chair, we praise him, give high fives, kuckles, etc and put on his still dry undies. He is praised for having dry undies, and for going pee pee in the potty chair. Then he gets the pot out of the potty chair and takes it to the "big toilet" as he calls it. He dumps it in by himself (his gross motor skills are still a little crazy, so I make sure to help him if he's about to miss the toilet). Then I close the lid, and he flushes. He puts the pot back in the potty chair (he always says "This way" because there is a certain way you have to put it in so it fits). Then we dance and celebrate how Vince went potty in the potty chair, and I give him a cookie (those bite-sized chips ahoy I found work best). 

If he doesn't pee in the potty chair, after five minutes, he gets back up and I praise him for having dry pants and give him an M&M. 

This goes on... well, so far this is where we are, because he hasn't requested to go to the potty yet.

Although, since we were shut in the kitchen from about 10am-4pm without leaving, other than to empty his pot, when Pai got home, we went in the living room (moved the rug), turned on Finding Nemo, and continued with our schedule. Around 4:30, he sat on the potty, mostly willingly, and PEED BY HIMSELF! Usually he only starts peeing on the potty chair because he's so mad at having to sit on the potty chair, and so he squishes out some pee, then realizes what he's doing and pees by himself after that. Up until 4:30ish I'd never been able to get him to pee on the potty chair when he was CALM on the chair... only if he was emotional, which doesn't seem like it will make much progress. So, this was a big step for us, he got all quiet, relaxed, concentrated really hard, and PEED! It was a great moment. I'm glad Russ was there for it. 

Unfortunately, almost right after that pottying, he fell asleep... on the pottying ... so he was on the potty chair. It was adorable. We sat him down, and he just passed out on the chair. That's what we get for not giving him a nap all day. 

So, here it is - Vincente falling alseep on the potty.

And that's it, our first day of pottying. I hope things go just as well tomorrow. 

Scanning Nostalgia

I have been putting my Christmas presents to good use. The KitchenAid, of course, has been making biscuit dough, whole wheat pancakse, and once I get some yeast, it will be making whole wheat bread - yummy! Oh yeah, it made cookies a few nights ago, too - Jessica's recipe. We took some cookies to a friend's house. The cookies at both houses were gone within a day. Yummy cookies.

Anyway, my other gift was a scanner. I hate paper. It accumulates, and you have to get a big old filing cabinet and file folders and keep track of things, and in order not to accidently throw away something you're going to need later, your files just keep getting bigger and bigger. So, I decided that I would scan all those things into my computer - you know, all the stuff you want to keep, but it's silly to keep paper copies of. All the things that I want to keep permenantly, I will eventually burn to CDs or DVDs, so I dont' have to worry about my harddrive crashing and loosing everything (I'm also going to save up for an external harddrive, so I can save all the documents on an external harddrive and save space on the one in my compy). Anything that is like a time capsule - you know, tax documents, receipts, etc - stuff you only keep for a certain number of years - I'll just leave on the external harddrive - no need to waste permenant storage space with stuff I can delete in the future. So I will only have to have maybe one little accordian style folder with documents that we reference frequently and often have to take places (like our lease, insurance documents, birth certificates, etc). It makes me feel more clutter-free. I hate clutter. With a passion. So, in all of this scanning, I came across two old photos that I had framed in homemade frames - here they are. I actually decided to keep the one of me and Leslie. I'll hang it up inside my computer armoire (once all the parts come and we put it together).

This one from girls' camp - I think my first year as a JC... I can't quite remember. All I remember is really enjoying myself, loving the girls, and learning how to do that stuff where you stamp something and then put this crystally stuff on it and heat it up. I know it has a name, but I can't remember the name. I think that year was one of the best years of camp.

This picture was taken of me and Leslie at a stake conference once upon a time. I seem to remember that she and I were singing in the choir for that stake conference... my memory seems to be going these days. Or I'm just getting older, so all these "younger" moments are kind of fading. That's one reason it's nice to have pictures and scrapbooks. Helps you remember. I think I made this frame at a girls' camp, too. 

Happy Anniversary, Blog!

I just realized that my blog officially turned 1 year old on the 7th! Hooray, blog! I meant to write a nice little post on the actual anniversary of my blog, but I completely forgot, so happy belated anniversary, blog.

Our House in the middle of our Street

I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned all day today. It felt really good (emotionally) and really horrible (physically). I don't remember being so achy and tired all the time when I was pregnant with Vincente. Maybe it was because I tried to take it easy the first time... this time, I don't think I do a whole lot differently than when I wasn't pregnant. It's hard, or nearly impossible, since I have a two year old to chase around and clean up after.

For my "break" this evening I put together a photo tour for our new house. I made one for our first apartment, and then started updating it when we moved into our townhouse, but we were so busy there (in our townhouse) what with school and work and babies, that I never got it done. Well, I got the tour done for our house in CA! So go check it out:

http://werner.mine.nu/rowley/rowleyhome.php

Tidbits

Little Bits of Updating

I wanted to post a generic, how-we're-doing post, but I really wanted to put some pictures up, as well (my posts feel incomplete without pictures these days). So I snapped a few shots of what we're doing around the house right now. This picture is Vincente inspecting the package that is my new desk. He thought it was a bed... not sure why. He likes to help us put things together (like our bed frame, any furniture we bought that needed assembly, etc). His favorite thing to do is use the tools. Heh, when he was helping with the motorcycle the other night, he dropped a random screw into the motorcycle. Russ had to reach in there with a screwdriver and knock out the little stow away screw.

This is most of what Russ does in the evenings - he studies Chinese. You get a nice little view of the desk and hutch we bought him so he would have a comfortable place to study. He looks so intense! Part of their homework is to record themselves doing a reading assignment in Chinese, and they upload the assignments to their Blackboard site for their class, and then their teacher can listen to it. Russ said today his laoshi (pronounced "lao sure" - it means "teacher") was listening to someone's recording during the first part of class this morning and she started laughing. Everyone was like "Oh, I hope she's not listening to mine." You know, thinking that she was laughing because they butchered something and it sounded funny. Anyway, someone asked who she was listening to, and she said "Russ" (well, she said Russ' Chinese name). Later Russ found out that she laughed because she could hear Vincente saying something in the background. Hey, at least it accurately portrays Russ' study environment! We put a fan in the office for him so he can drown out the sounds of us playing in the rest of the house, but I don't think he has it on while he's recording. I particularily recall that last night Vincente was standing at the door of the office, calling for Russ. Little kid loves his Papai.

And here is me, keeping Russ company in the office (I think at the moment he snapped this picture I was actually starting this post). He likes me to be in the office while he studies and does his homework, but I don't really like to sit and watch him, of course, and if I don't busy myself with something else, I end up distracting him. So, I occupy myself with my blog, Facebook, and now I've started messing around with my digital scrapbooking program. It actually looks really really neat! I'm excited to play with it. I'm trying to decide what to scrapbook first - maybe Vincente's first year. Then I'll move on to his second year - try to get those done before Little Sister comes.

I was incredibly productive today, and so proud of myself for it. I found out that I'm not through with the runaround of health insurance craziness... I'll probably get in to see my OB next week, but sorting out the madness that is Tricare is starting to give me a headache. It's like doing some crazy manuevers through that little contraption in Kung Fu Panda with all the spinning things with the sharp things sticking out of them... okay, that probably didn't make any sense - my point is that it's complicated, but as long as I move at exactly the right time, I'll get through unscathed. Okay.

I also got a quote for car and renters insurance, since our insurance company doesn't insure in CA. That's a headache, mostly because it's more expensive here, but we'll only end up spending about $40 more each month for the exact same coverage... except, it's CA, so everything is more expensive... :6

Heh, okay, now for the amusing story about us moving. Every time we've moved in the past, I have done a "family" foward for our mail with the post office. Well, that was all fine and dandy, until we moved out of the house where a bunch of Rowleys were still living... I didn't realize my mistake until we got some forwarded mail that was addressed to Marv (my father-in-law) and I was like... "Oh, man, this could be very bad." Anyway, I called the post office that day and stopped the family forward, and just today I went back to the post office to set up the forwarding for me and Vincente. Yeah, so if you live with your in laws and you move out of their house, make sure that you do an individual forward for each person in your particular family, instead of a "family" move. Hee. Then everyone will still get their bills. I also sent my in-laws all of their mail, so hopefully they don't get anything too late. My SIL's ACT scores came to my house. She probably wants those.

So that's what we're up to. Oh yes, and potty training. Vincente was scared to death of sitting on the big potty, plus he's too little to be able to climb up to it himself, so we've decided to give a potty chair a try. We bought one today, and he seems to like it okay (he hasn't sat on it to actually go potty, he's mostly just playing with it). We're going to give him a little break, since he was so traumatized by us trying to sit him on the big potty (we had one of those cushy baby-seats, and he didn't mind the potty once he was actually sitting on it, it was just the act of getting on and getting off that scared him). I'll let you know how it goes, once he really starts pottying. He did pee in the big potty yesterday! Three times, actually. The first time it was because he was crying so hard about being put on the potty. The second time it was purposeful, but I got so excited about it that I startled him into stopping :) hee hee. The third time, I was really careful not to get too excited, and once he realized how happy I was, he looked down to see exactly what he was doing, and I think it made him really happy to see his pee. It was a new thing for him, I'm sure, since I don't think he's ever really seen his pee before.

Grease Monkeys

My Grease Monkeys

Vincente has always loved to help Papai with his "moto." Here they are fixing it up this weekend so Pai could start driving it to work. It's only suiting that it would start getting rainy a few days after he got it fixed up. It's drizzling today, but it should be a little clear tomorrow, then rainy on the weekend. Maybe it'll be back to motorcycle weather by Monday. I hope so. I don't like not having a car... especially when it's rainy - makes me feel trapped!

On Monday night (when Pai and Vince fixed up the motorcycle), our FHE activity was taking a ride around the block on Pai's moto. Vincente sat in front, I sat behind, and I held on to Vince around Pai's waist. We just rode around the neighborhood, nothing too dangerous, but Vincente LOVED it. In fact, before we rode with Pai, Papai took it out by himself to check it out. As soon as Pai pulled away from the house, Vincente started saying "Come back!" so we could have a ride. Russ and I were both anxious about Vince riding again - he used to love to ride, but since Russ had been gone, was more afraid of the motorcycle, and wouldn't even sit on it when the engine was shut off. So this was a pleasant surprise. I should have snapped a picture after the ride, but we were all pretty chilly from the ride, so we went right inside to warm up.

Seaside Beach - January 17

We had a blissful weekend free from 0700 formations and day long Chinese courses.

The most exciting thing we did this weekend was visit Seaside Beach (about two minutes from our house). I think it's popular for the surfing - the waves can get pretty crazy out there.

Vincente wasn't shy at all about the ocean and the waves. He wanted to walk right into the water and let the waves come and get him. In his words "Here comes the ocean!"

At first, I had him convinced that it was fun to run away from the waves as they came after you. We were a little worried about the undertow - we had heard that it's been stronger this year than it has been in the past. The last thing I wanted was for my toddler to get swept away into the ocean. So running away from the waves sounded like good fun.

Eventually, though, he wasn't satisfied with simply running away from the waves. He wanted the ocean to get him. Swallow him whole. So we stood in the wet sand and waited for each wave to come get us. I held his hand so he wouldn't fall over. The craziest part about the waves was that their sizes are completely unpredictable. You see a huge wave coming at you, and you think you're going to be swallowed up by the ocean, and then it dies down to a trickle by the time it hits your feet. And of course, Vincente didn't want to run away from any of the waves, so we had to stand there even for the ones that looked like they would die down, and ended up coming up to your knees (or Vincente's chest). I picked him up when they were too high, just so he wouldn't get knocked over, but he always wanted down. He enjoyed the sensation of the sand being sucked out from under his feet. Personally, that sensation freaks me out. He thought it was hilarious, and didn't mind getting soaked. The water was cold, but he loved it.

Some days in the bay area are pretty windy, but Saturday wasn't very breezy. We brought the kite anyway to see if we could get it up. It was breezy down by the ocean, but up higher on the beach, there wasn't very much wind, so we eventually gave up on the kite.

Vincente loved the sand, and I decided that I love the sand because it's sandy, but not dirty. It gets all over you, but you can just brush it off, and you don't even look like you've been in the dirt. It was really nice not to have to worry about Vince touching me with his "outside" hands. He could rub sand all over and I would just brush it away! He enjoyed burying my legs and feet in the sand.

Vincente eating fruit snacks on the beach. I wonder if he got more sand than fruit, but whatever, I'm sure the sand is full of all sorts of minerals :) He did eventually eat the sand, just before we left, he started grabbing handfuls and munching them. I think he actually thought it was tastey. Maybe he was just interested in the new texture.

Oh yeah, and if you're wondering, yes - those are shorts and t-shirts we're wearing. It was SO warm. And yes, it is January. Apparently we hear from people who've been here for a while that the warm weather is actually a little abnormal, but man it feels great! Temperatures have been in the mid-70s for the past two weeks... bliss... bliss... beach weather! In JANUARY! Take that, Utah and all your snow! (Although the snowboarding is probably awesome! I've decided it doesn't matter, since I'm pregnant and couldn't go snowboarding anyway... but I am kind of sad that we're missing out on a great season.)

It Posted!

My degree finally posted to my transcript!! That means that I am officially a BYU graduate! :D Hooray!! It gives me goosebumps all over. All those years of hard work finally recognized ;)

And I have been thoroughly enjoying my time as a stay at home mom. Russ hooked up the dryer last night, so I am doing laundry today. Six loads, and probably more once Russ gets home and sorts out all his uniform stuff he wants me to wash. Six loads - that is crazy. I don't think I have EVER done six loads in one day. My worst days have been four. And that was with three people (two adults and a toddler - one of those adults goes through as many clothes as a toddler!). I can't imagine how laundry will increase once I've got a four person to wash for. Hooray for expanding families! :)

I feel so productive every day. I keep wondering what I'm going to do to keep myself busy once "everything is done" - but then I keep remembering that the great thing about life (especially with a toddler) is that everything is NEVER done... even when you THINK you're getting caught up on all the work that piles up, you turn around, and there is twice as much to do! But I like being busy, so it works for me :)

We will offically have our OWN internet (we've been stealing internet from a distant neighbor... I say distant because we can only get the signal sitting as far to the outside wall in our kitchen/dining room as possible) on Tuesday, the 20th. I am super duper excited. Once we've got our own internet, I will start uploading pictures of our new home and all our exciting adventures. This weekend is a big training holiday (because of MLK Jr Day) so we're going to explore the penninsula (well, we're going to do everything that is free, since we don't really have any money right now... the move took a big chunk out of us, and we haven't got our reimbursement yet... hooray for the army). I will be sure to take lots of good pictures, and I've instructed Russ that he is to be the photographer more often so everyone can see pictures of me. I realized that the reason you don't see more pictures of me is that I'm usually the one behind the camera. So, this weekend, I am going to dub Russ the camera man for every outing (I'll probably steal the camera a few times...). And I promise to take a family picture of us somewhere (probably by the beach). I wanted to on Sunday, but we were all so exhausted after Church, we didn't want to do anything else.

So check back Tuesday for pictures and updates! I almost guarentee I won't post anything before then.

Public Television

We have an antenna, so now we have 8 channels of public television! We get PBS (for Vince) and FOX (for me! :) ) Yay House and Bones! I'm so excited to still watch my shows - that's what I'm going to be doing while Russ studies Chinese! Yay - I love House and I love Bones.

The Zit That Crowded the Mole

False alarm about the mole. It was just a zit. I popped the zit the next morning, and now there isn't even really any pain. 

So yeah, no cancer on my tummy - good news, eh?

Recent Developments

Our HHGs arrived one day early! Which was a fabulous surprise. I managed to get almost everything unpacked and organized in 24 hours. We still have a few things to organize and maybe go through some things and get rid of stuff. It's a liberating feeling to get rid of things. Anyway, we have a couch, a kitchen table, our bed (although our bed frame still needs to be put together, and I can't for the life of me figure out where I stashed the bolts when we put it in storage.... so we may need to take a trip to the hardware store). Last night sleeping on our new mattresses was bliss. I slept nearly the whole night. I think the only reason I work up for a little was because instead of sleeping propped up on two pillows, I was only sleeping on one, and since I'm always more stuffy when I'm pregnant, I woke up with my sinuses all stuffed up. Once I shoved another pillow under my head, things were much better.

Another development is the (hopefully not) cancerous mole on my belly. I have had two moles on my belly, just north of my belly button, since as long as I can remember. They have never had problems or given me problems. When I was pregnant with Vince I remember them seriously expanding and I thought that was hilarious (they just got stretched out with the rest of my skin). After I had Vince and my belly went back to normal(ish) the moles pretty much went back to normal as well. Anyway, just about twenty minutes ago when I sat down to my computer, I bent over the computer to move something from behind it, and my belly hit the table. It hurt at the point of contact, and I thought maybe I had a crumb stuck in my shirt. Upon further inspection, I discovered that my belly near the northern most mole was a little red, and blistery looking (kind of like a zit). I thought "Wow, that's a weird place to get a zit... on my belly... right next to a mole." Then I looked at it closer, realizing that the whole mole was kind of tender, and compared it to the other mole on my belly. The more southern mole looks just the same as it always has... but the northern mole has little black speckles all over it, like blackheads. So now I'm pretty sure it's cancerous or something. Maybe it's just pregnancy related and will go away. Either way, first thing Monday morning I'm going to find a Dr. I've been putting it off because finding a Dr in the military world is a little challenging, but last week I found the Tricare office, so I'll start there and spend my day driving around Monterey County where ever they send me, because I really want to get this checked out. I wonder if they can remove it while I'm pregnant or if they'll wait until after I deliver. If it's cancerous, I definitely want it as far away from my epidermis as possible as soon as possible.

Anyway, so that's that. 

Soon I will post pictures of my new house, once we finish getting it put together and everything.

TOMORROW!

I just got off the phone with the driver of our stuff... 

AND HE'S COMING TOMORROW!!!!!!!

AAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA!!

Can you tell I'm excited?

ONLY ONE MORE NIGHT OF AIR MATTRESS MISERY!!

Okay... so yeah, that's all I had to say.

A Promise to a Friend

Okay, so I've promised to post updated pictures of Vincente, and with Christmas and the move and everything, I haven't been doing a very good job. So here are some recent pics:

Vincente feeding "coats" (aka goats) at the Christmas tree farm in Arkansas. He thought the animals were hilarious and called the turkies and chickens "patinhos" (little ducks, in Portuguese). I almost wanted to take one of the little goats home with us! But I don't think goats are allowed on airplanes...

Vincente playing with his Lightening McQueen coloring and sticker book from Aunt Sisty - probably his favorite Christmas present, after the shake and roll Ramone toy.

The boys taking a nap after a long day at church. I think Russ was posing for this picture... he doesn't usually sleep on the floor in his suit. Vince slept on a floor bed, that's why he's on the floor in his suit (we were at Grandma and Grandpa Werner's that weekend)

Vincente after enjoying the California dirt. He loves loves LOVES playing in the dirt out here. I've never seen him so excited about dirt. I guess since we live close to the beach, there is a lot of really moist soil everywhere, and it's very enticing to the little ones. 

Vincente sitting at the kitchen bar in our completely empty house (notice the lack of dinning room table behind him). He has had such an appetite since we moved. Probably a combination of growing, getting outside more often (the weather is almost ALWAYS perfect for playing outside) and settling down into a nice routine with Mama always around.

It's Official

My graduation, that is!

I officially passed all of my classes and will now be awarded a degree from BYU! (okay, first I have to pay them like $35 from the MFT fees, testing center late fees, etc... but that's just a matter of waiting for the next paycheck)

I did even better than expected in modern physics! Hooray! And passed complex analysis by the skin of my teeth. 

At least it's over. It takes a big load off, you know... being SURE that I'm finished! My GPA isn't what it could have been, but hey, finishing school with a kid and a husband away on military duty I think is a great accomplishment, no matter the GPA. And I'm DONE!

Sweet. 

Life is way good right now (as long as I ignore my aching hips and back from sleeping on leaky air mattresses...) 

Two more days until HHGs!! 

A Full Day

I was so very productive today - which makes me very happy, and helps the time pass. This morning, Vince and I took a shower, got ready for the day, then went up to the Army Community Services office to take a look at the "Lending Closet." It's this big room with shelves full of household good stuff you can "check out" while you're waiting for your own HHGs to arrive. Kind of like the central office at Heritage Halls at BYU - you can check out tables and pots and pans and stuff. So anyway, we got some cooking things, a pitcher, a table and some chairs, and a few futons for under our air mattresses (both mattresses are now leaky... so we end up sleeping closer and closer to the floor throughout the night... hopefully the futons will offset the leaky mattress-ness).

Then I went to the police department to figure out all the stuff I need to get Russ a vehicle pass for on the post. Turns out it will be easiest to get things done if Russ goes to the JAG office on the post and gets me power of attorney for him to "conduct his affairs" while he's in class (since his classes/study hall/PT time extend through business hours). Hopefully he'll be able to do that during his lunch break tomorrow, and then I'll be able to have ultimate power over his affairs!! Mua ha ha ha! Okay... yeah... so... Ha, on a more amusing note, since I bought our Highlander while he was at Basic, it is only registered in my name, which means in order for him to drive it (according to the military) I have to write a notarized letter that says I gave him permission to drive it. Cool, huh. Women have never been so liberated! ;)

After running a million errands around the old military post, I headed to our friends' house (the Saavedra's - fellow ARNG family) to use them for their washing machine and dryer. We were just about out of clean clothes (thanks to the fact that our HHGs are still making their way across the Western United States). Michelle was awesome to let me use her washer and dryer, and I was able to get most of my laundry done. Then she and I took Vincente up to the Old Monterey Farmers' Market. It happens every Tuesday from 4-8. We thought it started at 3, so we got there a little early and decided to walk around for a while. We stopped by the Monterey Maritime Museum and Visitor's Center and checked out what Monterey has to offer. Vince loved looking at all the boats. (I wish I had taken my camera with me on this trip! But I'm sure there will be many more like it!)

The Farmers' Market was GREAT! The best one I've EVER seen. So much fresh produce... and in JANUARY! Ha! Take that, snowbound Utahns!! I love the sun. By the time we got to the Farmer's Market, it was getting a little cold, and we didn't have sweaters or jackets (we hadn't needed them all day) but Vince was a trooper and stuck it out. In the end, he got a blue balloon bear. I ended up with fresh strawberries (delicious!!) and kiwis, and a few bell peppers, along with some homemade pitas and hummus. I was very pleased with my spoils.

The day doesn't even end there! After the Farmers' Market, we hit up the local Save Mart for more food. Since I got some pots and pans, I decided we would have spaghetti for dinner, and I planned out a nice menu for the rest of the pay period!

After grocery shopping, we came home to Russ, and OUR CHRISTMAS PACKAGES! The ones we sent from Arkansas - which included our Wii, Rockband, my Kitchenaid mixer, my scanner, and a bunch of toys Vincente got. After dinner we hooked up Rockband and rocked it out with our new band, the "Rowley Stones" - ha ha. Anyway, Vince enjoyed singing (for a while) and would give us all high-fives after each song. Then he decided he wanted to play the guitar, but that was about when bedtime rolled around.

Wow, just looking back on all this makes me exhausted! Tomorrow will be a mostly relaxing day. We're going to walk over to the next neighborhood (probably a 15-20 minute walk) and hang out with some sisters from the ward and their kids (playgroup at the park!). That's mostly all we have planned for tomorrow. On Friday, if it doesn't conflict with the pending delivery of our HHGs, Vince and I are going to go to a kids and parents playgroup at the Army Community Center - music games and singing and fun. Vincente loves that kind of stuff, so I hope he'll enjoy it. I haven't decided what I'll do on Thursday, but it will probably include a few more errands (like getting the parking registration for the car, etc). Tomorrow though, I have vowed to do NO errands and just enjoy hanging out with Vince. In the evening, Russ will probably go to a "conversation" study thing, and so will Michelle's husband (he's also studying Chinese), so we'll hang out with Michelle again.

At least I have a plan of how to get through the rest of this week.

I just hope I can make it through tonight on the air mattresses.... arg... last night was horrible. I felt like I was drowning in them, since they kept deflating... stupid air mattresses...

The only thing worse than sleeping on an air mattress is sleeping on an air mattress with a slow leak...

Friday

Our HHGs will be delivered on Friday...

I don't know if I can make it another week in an empty house...

And there's no way I can sleep on an air mattress for five more nights. Pregnant bodies are not made to sleep on air mattresses.

I really don't think I'm going to be able to make it.

Big Money

The biggest difference between Utah and California (besides the weather - which is WONDERFUL here!) is the food prices. $4.50 for a gallon of milk 8-o 

Now, feeding a toddler and one very very large man, you go through a LOT of milk. And groceries in general. When we went on our first shopping trip, prepared to stock our fridge and cupboards with food so we don't starve while waiting for our HHGs to arrive, I was fully prepared to spend an inordinate amount of money on groceries. Luckily, our paycheck came a day early, since the first is a holiday, so we had money to spend. 

I arrived at the grocery store, list in hand, ready to take a big bite out of our fresh paycheck.

Then all the money-smart grocery shopping skills came flooding back to me! I shopped the sales, price checked each item with similiar items, and bought 10 of something non-perishable or freezable so I could save some bucks in the long run. It was amazing! I spent SO much less than I thought I would, and we got lots of yummy food. I haven't had to shop like that for years (not since we shopped at Maceys). Shopping at WalMart is always super cheap, because you always have the WalMart brand to bring down your bill. Unfortunately, at a regular grocery store, even the store brands are often pretty expensive. Anyway, so I managed to save almost as much as I spent, and we have a well stocked pantry (for now). Oh yeah, as for milk, I was able to get milk for about $2.50 a gallon, which is just slightly more expensive than Utah. 

It's kind of weird, shopping for stuff I don't particularily need at the moment, but buying it because it's on sale, and eventually I WILL need it, so I might as well get it at the sale price. Like oatmeal, and frozen mac and cheese (since we're living off frozen food these days), and eggs, etc.

So food prices haven't gone up that much for us... I just have to keep reading the sale papers! Yay sales.

A New, Empty House

We're here! But our stuff is still in Salt Lake City. Actually, now it's probably on its way down here (the driver finally picked up the stuff from SLC this morning...) We moved into our house on Wednesday morning, but to our chagrin, we found out that our household goods (HHGs) were never shipped on Monday (when we left) because apparently, in order to be shipped on Monday, they had to be in the warehouse by 5pm, and the packers didn't get our stuff up there fast enough.

So here we are in our lovely little home, with nothing but some borrowed bedding, two air mattresses (making up our bed) and a sleeping bag (making up Vincente's bed). Luckily, we were doing laundry while the packers were moving out our stuff, so they didn't have a chance to pack a lot of our clothes. So we just packed them in our car with us. The greatest part about that is the laundry included a Sunday dress for me, Vincente's Sunday pants, and his Sunday shirt. He'll have to wear his sneakers, and we'll have to find some cheap shoes for me tomorrow, but at least we'll have something to wear. 

We've been living off cereal, frozen stuff (like pizza, lasagna, etc) that can be cooked in an oven, and PB&J and turkey sandwiches. We can't really cook anything, since we don't have our kitchen utensils... 

Hopefully our things get here by Monday. Living in a nearly empty house is getting kind of depressing...