Pink Eye & Toddler Beds

That sums up our week so far. Tuesday, I got an email from Penny asking if Maddy had done something to her eye. By noon, Mike had her at the Little Clinic - diagnosed w/Pink Eye. Sounds so much cuter than it is. We've been wiping every hard surface w/Clorox wipes and/or spraying them w/Lysol 2-3 times/day trying to make sure none of the rest of us get it.

Our feisty little monkey is not a fan of the drops. She stalls as long as she can..."I want to lay down over there, Mommy" / "Maybe if I sit up" / "I want to do it after I brush my teeth"...but when I give up & pin her on my lap, she thrashes & screams. Ok, so I'm not a fan of the drops either. I almost think it's pointless because by the time I get a drop on her eye, she's crying it right out. But I guess it's getting in there - the pink is gone & it's only slightly glassy-looking as of this morning.

The other big news is that our 2-yr old is now in a toddler bed. Both our girls are out of diapers/Pull-Ups -wearing 'big girl panties' and sleeping in beds - not cribs. (Well, Maddy's is just her crib with one side taken off, but still.) I had barely mentioned to Mike on Tuesday night (3/9) that I thought she was ready - after several close calls of her climbing/jumping out - and a few nights of her sleeping on her floor. I blinked & the rail was gone. One look at the site of the crib-turned toddler bed, and I was a mess - crying all over my hubby's shoulder.

Madalyn was so excited to realize she was 'a bigger girl, Mommy - I'm a bigger, bigger girl!' - so excited to come to our bed in the morning instead of just yelling 'I'm awake, Mommy!' - And her big sister thought it was quite cool as well - they played on it for a good hour yesterday - piling it high with as many dolls & stuffed animals as they could.

My 'babies' aren't babies anymore. I have NO clue where the time has gone since starting our family. It's just not fair how quickly it goes. Although I wouldn't trade a second for anything in the world. Those two girls have brought such sunshine to our life...and I'll just have to soak up as much as I can as we go.

The mullet is gone!!

Our sweet Moo. She has what they call Trichotillomania. ~She pulls her hair out. Sometimes it's worse than others...started out when she was a baby - she always had to wrap my hair around her fingers/hands - didn't pull it, but it was obviously comforted her. As she grew her own, she would often play w/hers - if she found hair on the floor (ew) - she had to wrap her fingers. She had her first haircut last July...a month into being 2 - and right after that (if you see the pictures, it was clearly an upsetting experience), the pulling started - clumps. The poor thing - whenever she got upset / tired / frustrated, you'd see her hand reach up & yank a clump out. She'd wake up with a handful. She looked quite bald for a while there.

~Well, apparently it's not altogether uncommon, so we were able to find some helpful information (THANK YOU TLC - trich.org!!) and tried several ways to curb her pulling. Slowly, but surely, her hair started filling in. Of course, she pulled the most on the top - evidently couldn't reach the back as comfortably, so when it grew, it got longer in the back. Our baby had a mullet. And ya know - I hated that thing - but I was NOT going to chance another upsetting haircut to spark any steps back in the progress we had made.

Anyway, one sweet, sweet day a couple weeks ago, the girls stayed w/Aunt Brie & our Madalyn actually ASKED her to cut her hair. She was very specific - no spray bottle - don't touch the front - just the back. And the mullet is a thing of the past! Maddy has an adorable little bob now...and she feels 'so pretty'. Thank you Aunt Brie! :)