Cha cha cha changes!
Things have been changing in Casa de Twindaddeh recently. Wrote a post ’bout it. Like da here, here go!
The biggest change is that I quit taking prozac. I was becoming too emotionally unstable, so I stopped taking it after I finished my last bottle. I’m still on my mood stabilizers, however. One week later I’m happy to report that, other than an occasional spell of irritability, I’m doing fine without the prozac. I scheduled an appointment with my doctor today for next Friday to give myself another week for adjustment so we can decide how best to proceed from there. If the irritability doesn’t improve then I’ll probably ask him to up the dosage on the mood stabilizer.
Change number two began 24 days ago. I had evidently reached my limit with alcohol and decided I no longer wanted to be drunk on a regular basis. 24 days later I still haven’t had a drink and right now the thought of getting drunk repulses me. I’m sure I won’t feel this way forever, but I think it’s best to lay off the booze for a while longer still. As I said last week, if/when I drink I want it to be enhancing the good times, not escaping the bad.
Last week I declared war on diapers. I stopped at the store last week and bought disposable wipes, pull ups, and underwear for Baby C. I took last Friday off, giving me a four-day weekend to kickstart the War on Diapers. We began Thursday night when I got home from work. I stripped C down to nothing but a shirt and told him if he wanted to wear big boy underwear he needed to use the potty. When he finally used the potty he put on the underwear, only to pee in them a little while later. Then I told him if he wanted underwear again he’d have to pee in the potty again. So he’d run around the house naked for a while until he peed in the potty. Then he’d get his underwear to only pee in them a bit later. We went through this cycle all day Friday, me showering him with praise when he successfully used the potty and lightly chiding him if he peed in his underwear.
It finally sank in Sunday. He woke up and without any prompting from me ran straight to the bathroom, ripped off his pull ups, and peed in the potty. HALLELUJAH!!! He has been doing great ever since. He has had a handful of accidents, but overall he’s a big boy now! So to speak. I’m so proud of how quickly he picked it up and even happier that I don’t have to buy or change diapers any more, because fucking nasty.
The twins have found themselves on the freshman football team. They have been working hard at practice (and whining when they get home from practice) and had their first game on Thursday night. They have never played organized football before, so they didn’t really play much at all, but I’m still happy for them to make the team since they really wanted it. Unfortunately, all of their games will be on Thursday nights, which is a night I have C. I’m not going to be able to make it to all of their games, but I’m going to try to switch some things around so I can make it to a few to support them.
I read an amazing post written by my very dear friend Hasty on Tuesday. I was so impressed with it that I recommended it to the WP editors for Freshly Pressed consideration…and they agreed! I’m so very happy for my dear friend and recognition for her amazing talent with words is LONG overdue.
YouTube may be a cesspool of depravity and stupidity, but lately it’s been recommending some pretty damned good music to me. My jam right now (thanks to YouTube) is this gem…
I’d like to take a brief moment to thank ibuprofen for dealing with all the headaches I’ve had this week (which are likely due to coming off the prozac).
What if I told you there was a magical beverage you could consume when you’re tired and absolutely hate the world that would flip everything upside down? A non-alcoholic beverage, no less. It makes people less irritating. It makes the annoying chirping of the birds slightly more tolerable. It gets your juices flowing and gives you energy. I’m speaking, of course, of coffee. Lord knows I’d have been fired long ago without that magical beverage.
In addition to potty training, C has been busy in other ways this week. One of the rewards given to him for using the potty was playing Xbox, something he’s really wanted to do for the longest time since that’s all his brothers seem to do. I put in Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga for him and he loves it. Of course, the controller is a bit too big for his hands and his motor control is still developing, so he often hands me the controller when he comes across something he can’t do. His two favorite levels to play are the Battle Over Coruscant (the opening scene from Episode III) because “it’s outer space, daddy!” and the pod race (from Episode I) because, well, racing.
The annual Cincinnati Bell/WEBN Fireworks show was last Sunday night. The show takes place on the riverfront and draws a crowd of about 500,000 people every year. This trooper wants nothing to do with that many people so I don’t make the trek down there. Especially for a 40 minute show. The show is absolutely amazing, but still not worth the hours trying to find a parking spot, then a seat, then trying to leave when it’s all over. Luckily, the show is televised.
Ever since the 4th of July, C has been dying to see some more fireworks so I flipped on the show as it was beginning. Good gawd that kid had the time of his life. The theme this year was everything 80’s so they were playing 80’s music and clips from 80’s movies to accompany the show. While I was singing along to music I’d not heard in ages, C was busting moves all over the living room floor. If you have friended me on Facebook you’ve already seen this epic footage (dancing in his underwear à la Tom Cruise) and you no doubt feel incredibly lucky to have experienced his aussomeness.