I am much better at outdoor activities than inside. I get bored of trying to inspire him to read, draw, play gently with a guitar. I love jumping swinging and running around doing anything. So, for now I will do just that. I keep getting schooled to get him in preschool. That’s day care. I am def having a hard time getting my life done. I fucking hate shopping for food or anything else when we are together (although he’s so exhausted tonight from the transition from crib to bed that he hung on my back in the baby carrier like an angel when we went to the camping store tonight). I don’t think day care is necessary for a 2 year old. I wanna see his nanny get her shit all the way together as well as have him able to sleep in for the next 6 months and then reevaluate. Anyway, he’ll know how to have fun, count ( ilove numbers) and socialize. Maybe he should get to school soon.
So many new words, new behaviors, new developments happen every day. How do people keep up? How do you celebrate all of it and not take it for granted. Slowing down has never been my speed. It seems the only way I can fully be engaged and not miss it.What is going to be the things I choose to take off the list so I can be present in my sons life. I have a lot of responsibility to 23 employees. I have to buy food and to buy local,reasonable, whole and a variety of foods I have to shop at 4 different places. None of which sell diapers. We have to play but we don’t live closer than a15 min drive to friends so we have to travel to hang with them. I have to have an excersize practice for a 46 year old body (which I haven’t) or he’ll have an old decrepit mom. I have a brother with schizophrenia, a wonderful step dad with Parkinsonism who my mom is insisting on not getting outside help for, 4 sibling, and 4 nieces and nephews that Seger loves deeply, a broken dishwasher termites, a rotting deck, a huge dent in my car for months, and teeth to brush.. I never mentioned my friendships that mean so so much to me. What the fuck can I give up to be able to be the mom he so deserves?
It was 2am and I opened my eyes to Seger, his favorite blanket and 3 of his favorite stuffed animals in my bed. His face was next to mine on the pillow and he started talking.
He’s only climbed out one other time and besides that he calls me to come get him any time of day or night.
I don’t really know what to do from here. I’m not bummed that we can co-sleep every one in a while but his sleep is the only thing that is consistent in our life.
Anyway, he’s climbing out of bed now…..and bringing his posse with him.
Standing at the edge of the pool, ready to jump in, he slowly and loudly counted to 9 and then jumped. He has never made it past 4 before this night time swim.
His nanny just told me that when i left for work yesterday he walked over to her and said ‘When the baby cry, Mama hug the baby’.
I’ve heard of this before but Seger could watch one show or movie 5000 times in a row and never get bored of it. Once I learned this I show him only the movie I could handle listening to and listening to and listening to. So far it’s been Jungle Book, Dumbo, and now The Lorax. He gets to watch tv all morning on Saturday (today) and he just asked for The Lorax a second time? So bizarre.