Since I last posted, a lot has happened. Ok, well, maybe not that much, but my husband wrecked his car. We’re not sure yet if it’s totalled.

My oldest daughter has painted her walls with well, excrement at LEAST three times (two times with her own, once with the dogs.. fun doesn’t even BEGIN to cover it)

And last but not least, the same daughter is now potty trained and had her first completely accident free day yesterday. I even managed to get an hour nap. (The day before she would call me to go potty as soon as I had finished taking her and managed to sit back down in the living room. I went to bed when she did that evening!)

Our youngest daughter has taken three steps in a row now on three separate occasions. Walking is not far off.

And our youngest daughter’s pediatrician seems to think she needs to be on a high fat diet – as according to her chart she lost 10 oz in between March and her July appt. I believe it was a mistake in her chart. She already eats like a horse! I don’t know how to get her to eat more and not get sick! He wants her on whole milk but frankly, we can’t afford to get two different kinds of milk at the store. *sighs* He also seems to not connect the dots between increased activity and typical weight gain slow down. He did this same thing with our other daughter as well.

The reason for the title of this post is because I had an advert link pop up when I was checking my gmail the other day. It was for 72 hour potty training – for a Stress Free mom. Frankly, I was less stressed when she was in diapers. This potty training has been the hardest thing we’ve had to do with her. I’m hoping peer pressure/example will make the second child easier but hey, I won’t know until I’ve done it. But at least now I’ve done it once and have a general idea of what it’s going to be like. Poor first kids. They get experimented on when it comes to parenting!

On another note, I’m going to ask for my iron levels to be checked at this next appt. I’m tired ALL the time now again and just can’t keep my energy levels up. I need to start walking with the girls again but just can’t bring myself to do it in this heat!

Gotta run. I’m being told it’s potty time.