The Bean on the Screen

As far as Kayden knows, babies come from mommy's bellies. God puts them there to grow. She also knows she came out of my belly through a cut. (She's seen the scar.)

I should have known that I wouldn't be able to keep things that simple & innocent. She is too smart & asks too many questions. I wasn't prepared for the conversation that took place in the car yesterday afternoon. I totally had to wing it....

Mommy: I have an appointment tomorrow with a doctor... We are going to see a picture of The Bean on a TV screen... Do you want to come with us to see The Bean on the screen?

Kayden: I want to come!!! (Thinks for a moment...) Is it at YOUR doctors' office?

M: No, it's another kind if doctor... This doctor is Mommy's doctor while The Bean is in my tummy...

K: Oh... (Concerned) I don't want you to get another cut....

M: Mommy doesn't want another cut either... That's why I'm going to this doctor, so I don't have to have another cut...

K: Then how will The Bean get out?

M: (Draws complete blank... Is quiet for way too long trying to think how to explain this in a way she understands without freaking her out...)

K: Mommy! How is The Bean going to get out of your belly?!?!

M: Um, well, it comes out of my miss-miss (what she calls her girl parts... Not sure where she learned the term but I just went with it...)

K: (Laughs like I just told her the funniest joke ever!) Your miss-miss?!?! (Laughs even harder making Mommy laugh, too...)

M: (Think! Think! How do I steer this in a different direction?!?) How do YOU think The Bean should come out?

K: Through your mouth! (Still laughing...)

M: You think my mouth is big enough? (Laughing harder...)

K: Bigger than your miss-miss... (Good point, kid...) (Still laughing...) 

M: (Lord, PLEASE make this stop) 

K: How about your neck? Or your ear? (Still laughing...) Or your bottom!!!!

M: Well, it is kinda like pooping... (Giggle...)

K: POOPING!!!! (Laughing so hard I'm concerned she might potty herself...)

(At this point we are both laughing so hard neither of us can speak... I'm struggling to drive & am about to pull over.....)

Finally we get a hold of ourselves...

K: Yes, I want to see The Bean on the screen.... (Goes back to the book on her iPod...)

M: (Whew!!! Glad that's over...)

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Today we had the sonogram and everything looks perfectly normal... 

We did have to wait 3 hours, though... Doc was called to a delivery... But I was patient, knowing that he delivers all his own patients... Which means he'll be there for me when my time comes....

Kayden did great! She was restless but really well behaved considering there were 3 other little girls in the waiting room who she REALLY wanted to play with... I wouldn't let her, which proved a smart decision when one of the nurses reprimanded them for being too loud & disruptive (which they really were)....

We finally got to see Doc & I seriously like him more & more each time I see him... I really had to prep myself to choose him at all.... I'm not a fan of the only hospital he delivers in & I don't do male OB/GYNs.... But I knew he was my best bet for a VBAC & I REALLY do NOT want another C/S....

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19 weeks +

Peek-a-boo....

Where's The Bean?

So, if you don't already know, Kayden is going to be a big sister. When we told her, she was sweet and inquizative... She asked how I knew there was a baby in my tummy... Then, when it was coming out...

We've been calling the baby "The Bean" for lack of something better... We don't plan to find out what the gender is, so, until a better nickname catches our fancy, "The Bean" it is.... 

In an attempt to make her more independent prior to "The Bean's" arrival, I've been encouraging Kayden do things I know she knows how to do with little or no help: dress herself, put on her shoes and socks, comb her hair, brush her teeth, etc. She would rather have Mommy help her do most of it but she's going to have to learn to do it all sooner or later... May as well be sooner... 

The other day, I was sitting on the couch. I had asked her to get her shoes on so we could leave the house... She plopped down on the floor in front of me asking me to put her shoes on for her... I made the excuse that "The Bean" was in my way & I couldn't bend over to reach her... It worked, shoes were applied, we exited the house on time to get where ever we needed to be....

Tonight, she was sitting at the table eating her dinner while I was straightening up the kitchen.... I bent over from a standing position to pick up something off the floor... Out of the blue, Kayden, clearly hesitant, yet concerned, asks, "Did The Bean come out or something?" 

Huh?!?!

"I thought you couldn't bend to reach the floor..."

I can't get anything past this kid....

Apricots

My parents keep a stash of dried apricots on their counter... the primary use is dog treats, but my dad and my child eat them, too...

Over the weekend, we had lunch at my folks' house and after we ate, Kayden asked my dad for an apricot...

Kayden: Can I have a apricot, please, Papa?
Grandpa: Only if I can get a kiss....
Kayden: (turning to me) Mommy, can I please have a apricot?

(The whole table bursts out laughing.)

Mommy: Give your grandpa a kiss...
Kayden: (obediently kisses Grandpa) Can I have 2 apricots, now?

(More laughter...)

She is SO stinkin' smart!

(We ARE working on proper English, BTW: "MAY I please..." and "AN apricot..." but we still have some work to do...)

Mouths Of Babes

When I get frustrated with a whiney, uncooperative Kayden (almost 3), I tend to say things like "I'm gonna put you on the porch!" or "I'm gonna throw you out the window!" and then turn and walk away... It's not anything I'd EVER do, only a way to blow off steam...

Last night, we were having a hard time... Kayden was upset that her bandaid got wet but didn't want another one, then said she had to go potty but refused to walk to the bathroom because it would mess up her bandaid even more...

Mommy: I'm gonna throw you out the window!
(Paused, then tried to pick her up to carry her to the bathroom so she could go potty.)
Kayden: NO! Don't throw me out the window!!!
Mommy: (I burst out laughing) Baby, I'd never really throw you out the window!
Kayden: (Laughed, too, because Mommy was laughing so hard)

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A few weeks ago, we were riding in the car when we came to a stop light. I reached back and grabbed her foot...

Mommy: I love you, Toes!
Kayden: Mommy! Don't touch my toes! They're DANGEROUS!

(Where does she get this stuff?!?!)

Out of the Mouths of Babes...

Shopping at Walmart is a regular occurrence for our family... when we go as a family, my husband and I tag-team keeping Kayden entertained and occupied... but when it's just me and the kiddo, I have to get creative...

So when I take on the challenge of shopping alone with a toddler in tow, I usually let her pick a toy to play with while we're there... every once in a while, I actually get the toy, but not often, so she's used to saying "bye, (insert toy name here), see you next time..."

On one trip in particular, she had picked up 2 different baby dolls... I repeated to her throughout the trip that if she was good, we would get to take one home with us... when we got to the line to pay, I told her she could keep 1... she said "want" hugging them both... I said "pick one" and she replied "twins!"

How the &%$# did she come up with that?!?!?! She was about 18 months old at the time... I am in so much trouble....