Mom Algebra

These past two mornings have been kind of hurried since we have been driving between two auto shops getting minor things fixed on the van. Wrangling the four of us to get out the door takes ten times longer than it should (is this foreshadowing school mornings?). Anyways, this morning I plopped Reade in Andrew's arms and ran upstairs for a quick shower. I tried to decide what to cut out of my morning routine to save some time so we could get on the road. While showering, this equation popped into my head:

1st child: If (A), (B) comes later, and (C) tomorrow or next week.
2nd child: If (A), not (B), and definitely not (C).

This might change, but for right now that is how decisions seem to be made.

Now, for a shout out to cloth diapers:

I don't think I can stress how much I love cloth diapers. They have helped to keep Reade's diaper rash at bay with these antibiotics.

I read online (maybe not completely true?) that the diaper companies lobby with the American Pediatrics Society to get pediatricians to support potty training children later in life so they will stay in diapers longer. The literature now states that kids are mentally and physically ready for potty training at four years of age. What, that is crazy! I am not going to site my source here because I have no idea what obscure online article I was reading, but in 1960, the majority of children were potty trained by 18 months. In the NICU, a nurse was telling me a story about potty training her daughter. When asked how she trained her daughter she said, "We used cloth diapers back then." I then fessed up that I too use cloth diapers. She said that once her daughter was soiling them too often she started having her use the potty. This is where I went wrong! I got suckered into buying disposables once Blake was soiling them too fast. Blake gets a free pass, but let's just say I won't be making that same mistake with Reade. I am sure he will potty train faster just from watching Blake. Oh well, lesson learned. Those NICU nurses sure do know how to take care of business when it comes to kids.

The doctor's office just called and said that both our pertussis tests came back negative. No whooping cough around here.