the nitty gritty.

I’ve been having some amazing days lately. I feel like I’m a very lucky person to be able to take this and run with it. Something I never imagined myself doing.

Thursday I had an Arbonne party. Some girlfriends, some wine and chat about fancy skincare. It was wonderful. It started at about 7pm. Which is, of course, the “witching hour” for small children. Lief usually isn’t that bad, but he definitely gets fussy when he’s tired. I passed him around to some friends, and by the time 730 came around he had had enough. So I bounced on the ball and soothed him with my pinky finger (for some reason he refuses a soother). It didn’t do anything, this little boy just yelled and yelled. I thought several times that he needed to poo, but quickly pushed that aside as there were many of my friends over and I wanted to stay in the party. but he continued, he persevered. Eventually I listened. I thought I’d just take him to the bedroom and see. At least he’d not be so distracting. I proceeded to get up and grab the potty, at which time Lief stopped crying. I got to the bedroom and put him on the potty and he poo’d. just like that. Its all he wanted to do and I finally listened. After that he fell asleep without much concern.

There have been other instances just like that and I have learned that I just have to listen to that little voice. The one that tells me pee or poo. The hardest time to do that is at night. We haven’t started ecing at night, and I’m not sure that I will, but that little voice rears its head in the wee hours of the night and taunts me sometimes.

It’s an amazing connection that I’m able to have with Lief and I cant wait to help it grow. It seems like each day it does and I treasure it.

~jen