Keeping my head straight

I was multitasking tonight. I received a phone call from a friend, while typing my blog. Then, Bree Bree cried. I had to nurse my baby while talking to my friend (about some issues she was going through), and typing my blog. Pretty sure some of you guys must have done the same thing. I really had to put my two cents in about priorities before I forget. I had to calm Bree Bree by nursing her, and my friend was talking about an issue she deeply cared about. What to do what to do? Well, I finished talking to my friend, then little Bree Bree fell asleep. Now I can blog about something else.

I find that this is one way I can keep my head straight through my roller coaster life. May I add that my left hand still hurts like hell. It has been two months now that it has been hurting. How I hurt it, I don't know. I woke up one day and it was hurting like hell. I hate doctors, so I didn't go see mine. Not that I hate my doctor, she is a great gal. Just I don't like going there or any medical office for that matter. Now if my husband were a doctor, that's another matter altogether!

The way I see it is this, if I can take the pain then it is not that bad. By the grace of God, I only get sick once a year. Usually it is either a cold or a flu that lasts about a week with or without meds. Even for my kids too, when they have a cold or flu I try not to give them any medicine. I usually let it ride out about two to three days. If it doesn't go away by then I will give them meds. I use an eyedropper to loosen their mucus and the help them breath through using a humidifier. I also plug in this great little thingy that air out an eucalyptus/mint scent that help them breath too. I hate giving Pbj medicine, she used to give me a lot of grief about it. I had a heart to heart talk with her and now she is great at taking medicine. Yes, I had a heart to heart talk with a five year old. She is very mature for her age, she understands a lot. I remember one time at Toys r us, some ladies (with no kids at hand)made some nasty comments behind my back after eavsdropping on my heart to heart chat with my daughter. My Pbj really wanted the princess kitchen that they had but it was out of stock, she then told me that it was okay for me to buy her this other kitchen (priced at about $200 bucks) for now and then when the princess kitchen is in stock to get her that one too. I was like what two how spoil can you get, so I sat her down and told her that she can't have it. I said honey, mommy and daddy are not rich like Bill Gates, I can't get you everything that you want. At times we can get you some of the things you want, then again at times we can't get you anything you want. But, if you want the princess kitchen you have to be patient and wait. I asked her if she will be willing to wait and not create a scene there by screaming and crying (which she already started to do). I said crying would not solve the problem, it only creates more problems. She wiped her tears, then she hugged me and said mommy it's okay. Pbj said, I will wait and if you don't or can't get me the kitchen I am okay with that. Pbj said that she loves me and that it is up to me what I want to buy her. She then kissed me on my lips and said mommy I understand. t touched my heart, those snobby naive ladies didn't stick around to hear my sweet little daughter's heart felt speech. They only heard my part and walk by us saying things like my gosh she is crazy telling a child that. These snobs said "like a young child would know what she is saying, all that kid really wants is the toy and that is all she understands." Excuse you, I wanted to say to them, but my daughter had the floor right then. I calm myself down, which was great because I got to hear what she had to say to me. It was well worth not interrupting her for those worthless hags any day. My five year old had more class and maturity than those two old bean bags put together. Sometimes you want to tell these total strangers to keep their yaps close before flies fly into their filthy mouths. But, again like my earlier blogs, I should forgive and give a little grace and move on.

Too cute or over the top--drama princess

I wanted to know how to correct a learned behavior. I used to think it was so cute the Pbj cries over every little thing (even spilled milk). Like I said in the other post, Pbj is some what spoil rotten. She learned that she can get whatever she wants if she cries. If she demands it, she gets it. Well, I don't know if I am lacking more patience for her now that I have little Bree Bree. She seems to be jealous sometimes and sometimes it just seems that it is just her. For example, Pbj wants something that is in Bree Bree's hand she will grab it from Bree Bree. If we say Bree Bree is so cute when she does(fill in the blank), then immediately Pbj would ask "how about me mommy?" If my hubby is rocking Bree Bree to sleep, Pbj too wants to be rock to sleep. Don't get me wrong, Pbj loves Bree Bree to death. She cries in the mere mentioning of separating her and precious little Bree Bree. Pbj does seem like she is crying out for attention.
I asked her Pediatrician about what to do. She said that just to teach her how to trade with her younger sibling in regards to sharing toys. As far as her attention neediness, no answer there. She just said that she is jealous. I am desperately looking for answers on how to change her behavior. Recently, she can't bare to part from her daddy. What that means is that we all go to work with daddy. Yes, we would drop daddy at his work, then we would drive to where ever to rest then go back to see daddy for lunch then again to pick up daddy to go home. She also would cry more often now too. Sweet little Bree Bree is crying more often too but for her it is for another reason. I will touch base on this on another blog. But for Pbj she cries after she saw something or when Bree Bree tears something on a piece of paper that had something cute on it. When she was 1 years old I remember her watching a Kirby cartoon. Pbj cried because a big ugly octopus at a sheep. She kept crying bealaaa out the sheep (her way of saying spit out the sheep). It was so cute that even though I was comforting her to stop crying, I secretly wanted to hear her cry and talk some more. Now a days, I think it is a little over the top. She does not say bealaaa out the sheep anymore she just cries. Miss drama princess here does a lot of things over the top. Like if she wants a cookies she would say I can't let that cookie go, I dreamt about eating it, I can stop thinking about the taste of it, can I have one more pleaseeeeeeee. What gets my goat is that when she is doing her spelling or math and I correct her, she would go on a rage. Pbj hate it when someone does her work or correct her work when she is not done. The rage will not just stop with crying but with screaming, kicking and world war 3 it seems. It we joke with her like saying we going to go buy such and such for someone other than her, she would go on that same rage. The crying does not stop in ten minutes nor half an hour it seems like it goes on for hours on end. She is very grown up though, when she knows she is in trouble she saves us the trouble of putting her in the corner. She put herself there and do the count off herself. If she can't calm down, she would walk over to the kitchen island and grab a cup and fill it with cold water from the fridge to drink. Afterwards, she would walk over say sorry, give you a kiss on the forehead,cheeks, chin then lips. You would say "Wow what a sweetie pie-right?" No, she then cries again, and says but you don't love me because of such and such. Then, miss drama princess is back. If any one out there know how to correct this or have ideas feel free to comment it for me. I would thank you from the bottom of my heart.