The good, the bad and the funny - Thankful Thursday

The Good:
Yesterday Corilynn and Ruby had a combined well child checks. It was Ruby's first one with shots. Since Andy hadn't met our new pediatrician yet (she is awesome) he came too with Lyman. It was a whole family affair. Anyway when it came time for Ruby to have her shots administered - of course she started to cry loudly. Lyman started to silently cry too because he was so sad for her to be hurt. It was the sweetest thing that he had sympathy tears for his little baby sister who he loves so much. He was a little inconsolable until we explained that the medicine she received would help her make antibodies (yes he knows what those are because he is a genius) and keep her from getting sick from some really bad germs. I am so thankful he loves his sister so much.

The Bad:
Anyone who knows me right now knows that I am dealing with a lot of stress regarding potty training Corilynn. She is wonderfully skilled at handling number 1 and stays dry most days and nights. Yahoo! However she is not so skilled yet on doing number 2 in the potty. We have tried every idea known to man. Yesterday I think I made a break through moment with her and hope that progress towards our goal is close. I am thankful that even though she may not be fully potty trained until she is like 30, I have the chance to snuggle her lots during the process as a way to ease both our frustrations. Why is potty training the most terrifying job a parent has to do?

The Funny:
Warning: the following contains the word "breast" - do not read on if you are not a fan of this.
Last night Ruby woke up to nurse 2 hrs earlier than she has done in weeks resulting in my body not fully waking up for the job. I uncovered the side that she would be nursing on that time before picking her up like I usually do (saves time and reduces her crying waiting for it) and picked her up. Somehow in my sleepiness I nursed her on the other side though. I don't remember opening up the other side to nurse her there and I didn't even realize I had done that until I was finished nursing her and realized I was SOAKED on the intended side because I was exposed the whole time. Only sleep deprivation could really make one unaware that she is not only exposing completely one breast but wet like a fish all down her side. Nice. I am thankful that I can laugh at myself after nights like last night and say "ehh" with a shrug of my shoulders.