It’s Potty Training Week, in this household. There have been good days and there have been bad days but we are trucking through that stage where parents cringe because let’s face it, nobody enjoys potty training. I have been running after Buba with his portable potty, grabbing him and racing to various toilets, trying to keep my floors clean and keep it fun. It’s definitely an exhausting stage for parents. I have never had to keep my eye on him so closely and my attention so fully on him, ever. We are on day six…. may it get better next week.
Welcome to my Pit & Peak of the Week, a therapeutic way for me to vent about my low and rave about my high this week looking back. It’s an unofficial linky, but please feel free to use the badge below and link back to here if you want to write your own Pit & Peak of the Week. Make sure to tell me you linked up in the comments below and I will come comment and share your post.
Pit: Last week was all about me spilling tomato soup on my linen dining room chairs, still not sure if they are ok. So I can happily say nothing like that happened this week. Although my pit has to be the ‘process’ of potty training. It’s taking it’s toll on me for sure. Six full days of asking him the questions, following him around with the potty, and cleaning up the accidents is a full time job. Poor Missy Moo has been casted aside and left to play independently until I get her brother better at telling me he needs to go. He seems to get it and do so good one day with no accidents then the next it’s like starting from day one again. Not sure how long this might takes, weeks, months? May week two go better! If you missed week one, click here.
Peak: I have been out all day, and came in to find my twitter page going absolutely crazy. The first message I saw was asking me if I am ok? Have I stopped freaking out yet? So confused. Then low and behold I find out I am on the MAD Blogs shortlist in two separate categories. Something I never thought would ever be possible. I cried, then jumped up and down in the kitchen, there may have been an arm pump, I know I went momentarily nuts but had to quickly pull it together as my best friend’s Dad rang the doorbell to come hang a blind for me. Wipe my face, and take a deep breathe before I opened the door to him. Then ended up blabbing way too loud and way too fast all about what blogging is, and how I got on the shortlist.
I bet he thought what has this woman smoked today! She is crazy. Thank god he loves me like one of his own. lol What a huge huge HUGE honor and peak to my week.
It truly was a magical moment for me, having only been blogging for six months.
So for all those that voted for me, whomever you are, I can’t thank you enough for all the love and support. It truly means so much to me. Blogging has turned my life around and made it a lot less stressful and lonely living in the UK, far away from all my friends and family and even better it has brought me new friends.