Day in the Life: 19.5 months

It's been quite awhile since I've done a "day in the life" post....like 6 months ago.  Wow, has a lot changed! I had fun taking pictures all day, though it did slow up the process.  But it was a day we didn't have any plans other than cleaning up after making messes all day the day before (laundry, groceries, paying bills and running 5 miles meant that nothing got cleaned or straightened up all day).

I got up around 6:30 (well, 5:45 when the damn cat started pawing at the door wanting to be fed...45 minutes early).  I fed the cat then  mixed up a batch of Megatron's "milk."  Due to his restricted diet, instead of any type of milk product (dairy or plant based), he drinks "medical food."  Tasty.  Not really.  But after A LOT of work back in December, we got him to drink the strawberry flavor.  Anyways, he could certainly drink a plant based milk that doesn't contain any of his restricted foods but because of his restrictions, its hard to meet all of his nutritional needs through food alone.  So he throws back the hypoallergenic formula. And now that powdered formula is back in our house, our kitchen island always looks like we have some kind of drug habit.  There are usually traces of powder everywhere.  Sigh.

I sat on the couch with a neglected cat while I ate my breakfast and watched the news. Megatron woke up early the day before (by about 35 minutes) so I had no idea when he'd get up.  Eventually, right around his usual time, 7:30 or so, he started babbling.  I got up and got his meds ready. One is refrigerated so I don't get them ready until I know he's awake.

A recent trip to The Container Store and I now have a nice and tidy med organizer!  So much better than our previous basket with plastic cups shoved in it).  My type-A personality hasn't died completely since I stopped working outside the home.

When I opened his bedroom door, he immediately scrambled to stand up and started shouting "Dada! Dada!" and I responded, 'no, it's me, mama."  He's done this every day of The Pilot's current trip.  I try not to take it personal that he always wants The Pilot while I also try not to be sad that Megraton obviously misses him. I tried to pick him up but he said no and decided he needed to give his Mickey Mouse a hug first.  He also calls Mickey Mouse "mama." He then decided he was ready to get up and I laid him down to change his diaper and get him dressed.  He recently found a baby sign language book on the shelf and started carrying it around.  He likes the cover because there is a photo of a baby and he carries the book around saying "bebe."  So he "read" his "bebe" book while I tried to get him changed. Once he had a clean diaper on though, he escaped.  He went back to his crib and tried to reach for his pacifier (which he is only allowed to have while in his crib). He turned around and yelled for me to help but no such luck.  I was trying to catch him to get him dressed.  He then took off in the other direction and plopped down to read a book...upside down. I reached for him again and he took off again.  This time he needed to shake the IV pole that we still have in his bedroom (but aren't using.  I'm afraid I'll jinx it if we take it apart and take to the basement). 

Shake! Shake!

I finally captured him and put his clothes on, then headed downstairs for his breakfast.  We reintroduced wheat into his diet and boy did that open up lots of possibilities for us!  He was able to enjoy mini blueberry waffles with some honey on them as well as his favorite fruit, and cantaloupe. He also took his meds really well.  We have good days and bad days since we had to had back an iron supplement.  It tastes terrible and he doesn't like it so he says no a lot and turns away or won't open his mouth.  Since he did sleep a little later and he took so long to capture to get him dressed, he was still in his high chair when my phone alarm went off indicating it was time for his immunosupressant.  We recently switched from giving it at night to giving it in the morning and so far its working out much better.  It's a different med though and this one tastes bad too so we have to give it carefully so we maximize how much ends up down the hatch.

After hosing all the honey and cantaloupe goo off him, I set him free while I cleaned the kitchen (which was still a disaster from yesterday).  He was a busy bee while I worked (stopping to make sure he wasn't getting into too much trouble and to take pictures).  A couple days ago he stole a hanger from the basement laundry area and has been waving it around at me.  He also recently discovered when he's wearing "slippery" clothes (soft, cotton fabrics), he can lay on the kitchen floor and push himself backwards.  He's easily entertained. He went down his slide a couple times and then wandered to his books and "read" to himself.  I love love love when he does this all on his own.  And sometimes he will grab my hand and have me sit, then he climbs onto my laps and wants me to read to him. 

He decided he needed to be just a little closer to me to do his reading so he brought his book into the kitchen to point and "read" some more.

While he was all over the place, I washed syringes (still my least favorite "chore!"), loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, hand washed some dishes, swept and mopped the floor under Megatron's chair, realized our homemade floor cleaner was almost empty, mixed up another batch (super easy and inexpensive by the way), put a blind cord wind up on one of our living room windows that has a freakishly long cord, realized Megatron was in the pantry trying to open a new bag of veggie straws, shooed him out and into the family room while I cleaned the stove top, took out the trash and finished up in the kitchen. Also during this time I found myself actually saying: "Stop licking the floor!"  "Get your mouth and fingers away from the trashcan!"  "Did you just actually lick the pantry door?"  "Why are you chewing on my pant leg?  Are you part dog?" I wish I was exaggerating.

That's when I realized what else Megatron had been up to while I was busy in the kitchen.  I cleaned one room only for him to basically blow up another room.  THIS is what stay at home moms DO all day.

If you look closely at Megatron, his arms are in the air.  He was "dancing" to the Pandora station I had playing.

I knew he was getting bored based on how frequently he was bouncing from one thing to another so I asked if he wanted to go upstairs.  He RAN to the stairs and started shaking the baby gate. I took that as a yes.  I let him climb the stairs on his own...which takes forever!  He wanders from one side of the stair case to the other, inspecting all of the beat up woodwork, and picking at invisible lint and/or wads of cat hair.  After what felt like an eternity, we made it to the master bedroom where all of the laundry I had done the day before was waiting to be put away.  Megatron "helped" for a little while.  And by help, I mean he kept taking things I had already sorted and put them back into the baskets.  He eventually wandered off, getting yelled at to stay out of the plants before emptying a bag of travel shampoo bottles and scattering the bottles all over the bedroom.  Then he got stuck in a chair and yelled for help....this child!

We were upstairs longer than I realized and while he was content upstairs, as soon as we came into the kitchen, homeboy was HUNGRY!  In that top left picture below, he isn't crying.  He's yelling at me.  Pleasant.  I made him a sunflower seed butter and jelly sandwich and sweet potato fries.  He also had baked beans but I was dolling those out.  If not, it gets EVERYWHERE and he also won't eat anything else.  He loves baked beans. "Ba beeees," (yes, it comes out sounding a lot like babies) he kept demanding. This is also the first time I gave him such large pieces of a sandwich.  After suspecting I might still be treating my toddler, who has a mouth full of teeth, like a baby and after asking a couple other mamas with kiddos his age, I decided to give it a try.  He was confused at first but seemed to figure it out.  But he didn't each much of the sandwich though.  Not when there were "ba beeees" on the table.

After I got the kitchen cleaned up (again),  Megatron was content to drive a Thomas the Train toy around the kitchen so I worked on prepping a lentil and rice casserole for dinner.  I love this casserole!  It takes awhile to bake but other than chopping the onion, you just dump everything in the dish and put it in the over.  Once it was ready for the oven, I tossed it in and took Megatron upstairs for his nap.  I knew he was ready because he randomly started using his word for his pacifier (We call it a paci and when he says it, it comes out baba).  He only gets the paci in his crib and this is the first time he's used the word outside of his bedroom so I figured he was ready to nap.

After Megatron went down (easily as usual) for his nap, I did something I don't think I've done since he was born.  I sat down on the couch, ignored the mess around me, and read.  A wonderful friend mailed this book to me when she was done and it sucked me in immediately!  I stayed up way too late the night before reading and knew that if Megatron slept long enough, I could finish it.  And I was dying to know what happened! 

Love her books and I think this might be my new favorite of hers.

Naturally I got sucked in again and was startled each time the oven timer went off to remind me to stir the casserole.  And with perfect timing, the casserole was done, I had just a couple pages to go and then Megatron started babbling over the monitor.  I was a happy mama!  He slept for a little over 90 minutes, I got dinner done AND I finished the book. 

After I got Megatron up from his nap, we spent some time coloring a thank you note.  We had an appointment coming up with his GI doctor so we are taking a thank you for her and the rest of the clinic staff.  After trying to eat the crayons, it was time for a real snack.  We sat together and munched on a snack while watching a Sesame Street clip on the PBS Roku app.  Then it was back to busy busy.  He played with a current favorite...the baby grooming kit that has the fingernail clippers, nail files and things like that.  I have no idea why but he loves to take everything out and sometimes put it back in.  I had to say multiple times "don't eat the alcohol pads! Stop licking the bulb syringe."  Once that novelty wore off, he moved on to carrying a ball around that is bigger than he is.  It's pretty funny to watch because it often knocks him off balance and he looks like he's been drinking and is randomly carrying around a giant playground ball.  He does decide he wants to play with me and we take turns rolling and bouncing the ball.

We FaceTimed with my mom for a couple minutes but it was time to heat up dinner.  Since I made dinner during nap time, I just needed to reheat it and add some veggies.  Easy and quick!  Though not quick enough for Megatron.  Who started heckling me again as soon as I got into the kitchen.  He also decided it was time to mess the the cat's food bowl for the millionth time to decide if mama STILL yells at him for doing it.  Yup!  I told him to get out of her bowl.  He promptly melted onto the floor and put his face down to "cry."  But as soon as he heard my phone snap a picture, he sat up and looked at me.  Faker.

Dinner was was also a test.  The last time Megatron ate the rice and lentil casserole, he had a pretty significant (to me at least) reaction.  His face got red and his lips puffed up.  A dose of Benadryl and it went away within 20 minutes.  The allergist looked over the recipe and then tested Megatron for allergies to some of the spices used (we already knew he was fine with rice, lentils and tomatoes).  They all came back negative so the allergist gave the ok to try it again.  He was just fine.  Must have been a random incident last time.

Still getting the hang of the spoon and fork deal.  He seems to scoop better with his left hand but when he tries to put it in his mouth, he rotates his wrist and dumps food on himself.  He has trouble scooping with the right hand but has better aim for his mouth.  Practice makes progress!

No one is crying over spilled milk here.  Just lots of pointing.  Neither of us knew what happened.  The sippy cup JUMPED off the table, bounced off his chair and the lid flew off.  Whatever.

After dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen (again) and got the dishwasher going.  I gave the kitchen floors a quick sweep and then a once over with the mop....with Megatron following me, trying to play with the mop.  I could tell Megatron was losing steam.  It's hit or miss around 6 pm.  He's either perked up from dinner or he is still clingy and cranky.  Today he was a little clingy and was content to sit on my lap while I stuffed the inserts into his cloth diapers.  We are still doing cloth, just not full time.  Maybe 50/50?  Some weeks its only disposables at night and then other weeks I'm lucky if he is in a cloth diaper twice.  I just still haven't found my groove but some is better than none.  And I'm fairly certain the cloth diapers have paid for themselves so far.  That means anytime I use them now, it's free! 

Once the diapers were put away, I asked Megatron if he was ready for his bath.  He scrambled for the stairs and started shaking the baby gate.  I guess so!  

Figuring out how to pour water on himself.

He likes to "pinch" the water.

Yum...post bath foot tasting.

After Megatron's bath, I pinned him down to brush his teeth. :(  Ever since the allergist recently pried his mouth open to take a look, Megatron won't let us easily brush his teeth like he had previously.  But teeth brushing is non-negotiable, especially since he takes iron and it turned his teeth grey last time he was on it.  Once he was crying and I was sweating from the teeth brushing, it was time to relax and read bed time stories.  We read two books instead of the usual 3-4 because I'm attempting to get him to sleep a few minutes earlier each night until the time change.  With any luck, he won't be too out of sorts.  He's never had trouble before but previous time changes were when he wasn't on such a consistent schedule so an hour change didn't matter much.  This particular night though, he was quiet by 7:10 pm. Score for mama!

Once I straightened up the family room, I changed my clothes and hit the treadmill.  AGAIN.  The weather lately and The Pilot's schedule has had me tethered to this machine for the last month+.  But, I am getting my miles in and I'm right on track for reaching my 2,015 in 2015 goal. Without the 2015 challenge and working towards a half marathon PR, I highly doubt I'd be spending this much time on the treadmill.

I did 3 miles and then hit the shower.   Once I was cleaned up, I started working on this blog post. I was still working on it when The Pilot came home.  We caught up for a few minutes then went to bed!  And as usual, I was exhausted!