Another Mother

Age 2 by the numbers:

You’ve been with us for: 731 days or…

• 63,158,400 seconds
• 1,052,640 minutes
• 17,544 hours
• 104 weeks

Favorite books: 2
My First Farm, Let’s Get Working (which is now overdue at the library…and funny enough we have at our house both copies from our library because you just can’t be without one.)
Lift the Flap Animals

Pets you’ve seen come and go: 3
Charlotte who was mean to you was given away
Raven who was unbelievably sweet to you passed away
Jack who is now your all time favorite dog in the world

Teeth: a lot
Your doctor said your 2 year molars have already arrived

Bruises, scraps, and scratches: 6
2 bruises on your head
2 scratches on your back
1 scrap on your knee
1 scratch above your eye from Max

Naps taken during the day: 1
It can last up to two hours but typically only last about an hour and a few minutes

Minutes it takes us to get you to sleep each night:
5…easy peasy!

Baths: every other day but they last quite awhile since you love, love, love them!

Favorite things to do:
build with blocks here and at the library
point to things you want us to say the words for
walk inside when we’ve been gone for awhile and see the dog
stack everything in site
eat cookies
sign on and off for on and off and open and close

Things you are scared of:
The moose and zee commercials on Nick Jr.
Story Time, specifically the Three Bears story time on Nick Jr.

Your best friends:10
Mickey (this counts as two because you have a big and little one)
Minnie (this counts as two because you have a big and little one)
You pink elephant
Your bear from Grandma that sings
Curran
Aiden
Maddie
Deven

Today I realized that its Thursday and my daughter has eaten fast food twice this week!  Twice, that’s about 10 chicken nuggets and at least a small french fry.  It’s ridiculous and not the mom/provider that I want to be.  Today when I took her she immediately started crying for the food.  How would she know what you get at a drive thru if my habits hadn’t taught her that.  I am ashamed and disappointed…fuck, I suck.

Can it be that my wee one is nearly old enough to attend a sort of preschool?!?!? Can it be?  I say sort of because the place isn’t exactly a preschool and it’s not exactly a daycare either, it’s more of a school type place that cares if that makes any sense.  So G will be attending two preschools come this fall, one that is super popular in our city as well as another that will help her along the way with her speech delay.  Today on our tour…I cried…not because I was sad but because I’ve been with her all day every day.   And although occasionally I have to have a break or I will be breaking something within arms reach I still love having her with me.  The idea that she will sit on someone else’s lap to read a book or that she will go to someone else when she needs a drink is so…ughhh I don’t even have a word for it.  Of course I am happy that she isn’t one of those kids who is scared of everything, or the kind of kid who clings to your leg in any new situation.  Of course I am proud that when we put her down in the classroom she went straight over and stole a snack ;) and that she showed no fear climbing up the slide.  I was more heartbroken than she. 

As we were getting a tour the woman was telling me how they do the separation thing…how sometimes it’s so hard.  How they want you in the classroom for the first few days so the kid knows you’re there.  How they then will move you right outside of the door so that your kid can come find you when they want to..I nearly laughed in her face.  I wanted to say do you see what she’s doing?  Has she looked back?  My baby is now a brave and sweet girl.  She no longer needs her mama’s lap for reading or her shirt to tug on for a drink. 

At least she still likes to be rocked before nap and bedtime ;)

Lately G has been doing some super cute and sweet stuff :)

At a doctor’s appointment they had this Sesame Street Big Book….one with Big Bird on the cover.  G kept lying it on the ground and hugging Big Bird by laying her entire body on the book and tucking her fingers under the edges even though they were getting smashed in the process.  Everyone in the waiting room just kept watching her and giggling.  Yep an entire office of old folks and other adults, men included were giggling at my kid for being so effin adorable!

Then today at the North Market she was insistent on going over the the flower stand and smelling every single bloom that she could get her nose on.  It was so sweet that the guy working there walked over to her and gave her a beautiful purple flower to keep.  As she was walking around toting her bloom everyone was watching her as she’d take two or three steps, stop, and take a good long smell of her gift.

And then tonight she wanted to read her Dora Halloween book.  Well we thought she wanted to read it but what she wanted to do was give Dora, the cat, and Diego hugs and kisses before she went to bed.

She may not be talking but boy oh boy is she finally expressing herself! 

This will be a little segment I call let’s hash it out.  It will be a place where I will keep track of various things regarding our family…especially G’s speech therapy progress.  So here goes:

Words spoken in ST (speech therapy)= / / / /

one I can’t remember

bubbles

pop

and today…yellow

Rude and alarming letters received from ENT specialist= / (said asshole will be receiving  /, maybe // rude but necessary letter(s) back

Appointments in the next week for audiological evaluations/ OT evaluations= ///

Chai’s consumed by Mama strictly for survival= / every Wednesday

More updates to come :)