February 26, 2009

Say it ain't so

yesterday, when i picked cohen up from school, as we were crossing the street i reached for his hand.

he yanked it away.

"i'm not a little kid, mom" he said scornfully.

i hate to admit this, but i actually stopped in the middle of the street and started sputtering at him:

"yes, yes you are still little! what do you mean, 'i'm not a little kid'! you're a little kid until i'm ready for you to be a big kid!"

he walked back to where i was standing, grabbed my hand, and said, "ok mom. maybe i need to hold YOUR hand once in a while, at least until i know you're safely across the street".

smart-ass.

i knew the day was coming, but i admit i'm pretty heartbroken by it. luckily, he'll still cuddle with me on the couch... for 10 seconds at a time.

sigh. they grow so fast. at least my two girls are still willing to cuddle me.

speaking of those girls - miss Luci FINALLY crawled! hurray! i mean, holy crap! time to baby-proof again.

February 17, 2009

It's so true...

February 9, 2009

I Heart Sleep.

I really have the best of intentions, and then I blink, and 2 weeks has gone by. What craziness!

Life is great! I'm pretty much the happiest I can remember, even as I'm faced with these monstrous decisions as to what to do with my life. I can't believe how busy I am - I actually feel pretty bad that I don't have more time to spend with the kids these days. But really, they see my plenty. I just have to make sure that I get some quality time in each day with each child.

Speaking of those adorable kids... here's some updates:

Cohen -
Cohen is all hockey, all the time! He watches the highlights of every NHL game, plays hockey in our basement, and hockey on his video game, and when it's time for "real" hockey, he is probably the high scorer on his team. He writes out different "plays" in his notebooks, and talks about his favourite NHL stars as though he knows them personally. It's adorable, but I'll admit, there are some days that I just want hear him talk about something else. ANYTHING else! I keep thinking that it's a phase, but it's been about 5 months! I will admit, he is a good little hockey player, but I'm still harbouring hopes that he'll love music equally. Ha. Ha. Ha.
School-wise, he is doing fabulous. I can't believe how much he is reading, and now it's the math craziness! This little 6 year old can do multiplication. And he is constantly looking for "real life" math problems. The other day, for example, he asked me how old I was, and then informed me that he's 24 years younger than me, and did I know that 8 x 3 was 24? And that 2 + 4 was 8, which is kind of neat too, mom.

Huh. I'm pretty sure that my first grade math class was limited to 1+1. Kudos to his teacher!

Lili -
Lili is as bubbly as ever. We withdrew her from ballet for the rest of the year (those Saturday mornings were making neither of us happy, next year the class isn't until 10:45 or so, much easier). She recently started her art class, which is easily her favourite. Skating is going well, she is competing in her second competition this March, which has her very excited. I keep trying to tell her that there aren't any green medals, but she's not convinced.

We also took her out of preschool after Christmas... again. I suppose it's because we were so spoiled with Cohen's preschool, but I have just been completely unimpressed by the 3 preschools that Lili tried. For the amount that you pay (about $150 mth), I would expect the teachers to play a more active role in actually teaching the kids some things. I'm not talking multiplication, (nay, that is for the first grade, apparently!), but at least some skills when it comes to printing their names. How about some crafts that require some creativity? I also was very unhappy with the disorganization and lack of discipline in her last program. Sigh. Oh well, she is busy enough, honestly, she hasn't even mentioned it since we stopped going.

Violin is also going very well. She seems to have a knack for it, which makes my job easier. Of course, last week was tough - she dropped her violin, and it broke into pieces! It was partially my fault - I was trying to get it snuggled into her neck properly, and we both let go of it at the same time. She was hysterical!!!! I couldn't get her to calm down. She was convinced that she would never have the chance to play violin again.
Well, we took it in to be fixed, and they told us it would be anywhere from $200-$500. Gasp. Of course, as is the story of my life, I had only made the last payment on the violin a week prior. The good news is, they were able to fix it (and replace the strings, chin-rest, pegs, and a few other upgrades) and it only came to $200. Phew.

Time to get an area rug to practice on!

Luci!
Miss Luci is almost 9 months old. It actually HURTS my heart to say that - I am mourning so much the passing of these baby-days, knowing that she is my last. She has quit nursing - just refused, and that was that - which I desperately miss. She is days away from crawling, although she seems rather content to scoot around the hardwood on her butt. I'm fairly certain that we're in the final days of enjoying her toothless, gummy grin - the drool factor has increased lately, and she's chewing on her hand a lot.

She is such a happy baby - and I hear that from people all day long. She smiles at everyone, and never cries in public. In fact, she never really cries. And it's no fluke - it's just that we learned from our mistakes! The trick is sleep... and lots of it. From about the time she was 3-4 months, we've worked hard on her "sleep training". The very instant that we spot a sleep sign (rubbing eyes, yawn, even a little bit of crankiness), we scoop her up, place her in her crib, give her a soother, cover her with her blanket, and close the door. She is so used to this, that since 4 months she has known to just go to sleep. It's amazing to watch - as soon as that blanket goes on top of her, she snuggles into it, closes her eyes, and bam. She naps 3 or 4 times per day, usually for about 1.5-2 hours. And, she sleeps for 12 hours every night, from 8-8. Every once in a while she'll wake in the night (around 4 usually), but we give her a quick bottle and put her right back to bed. This probably only happens once a week.

I know. We're SO lucky. But really, it's not so much luck as experience, I swear! And I know things will change a little once the teeth really start coming... but for now, we're quite pleased! I will admit, I miss having her fall asleep in my arms, but...

So that's it for the kids! I'll have to update you all on the lives of the grown-ups later...




January 24, 2009

It's almost February? Seriously?

I know, I know. It's been far too long. I can't believe how adding even one small addition to my schedule throws everything out of whack. Clearly I've reached the breaking point, where adding something means subtracting something else! Unfortunately, that something else has been blogging, and to a lesser extent, cleaning my house!

Gone are the sweet, relaxing, nothing-to-worry-about days of my early maternity leave - say hello to the OHMYGOD-I-only-have-7-to-9-weeks-left all out panic. Somehow, I have to figure out what to do with my life in that time. Clearly, I have still work- with a recession coming (and doomsday radio guests telling me to take all the money out of the bank and store it in a safe at home), I have little choice, although once Ian is done his parental leave it will strongly depend on what the cost of childcare ends up being. Speaking of - I checked out the new daycare by my house, and it's $1200 per month for kids under the age of 2. SERIOUSLY???? PLUS $800 for Lili, PLUS $350 for before/after school care for Cohen (assuming they could get him in) PLUS $800 for Cohen in the summer...

Seriously! Now, hopefully I can find a decent dayhome that will take all three for less than $1800, or else we're pooched.

Anyway - there is a small part of me that is looking forward to going back to work. I like using my brain to do things beyond figuring out how to keep Cohen and Lili from arguing over the last juice-box. One thing is for certain:
I love learning!

I'm taking an intro course in the evenings right now, and wow, is it ever different from my University days! I find myself completely riveted to everything the instructor says, and I was excited to do my first project (although it wasn't all that successful...but I took a risk and committed!). I love being back in school, learning new things. I think even when I'm working I'll try and find a way to keep taking this program, even if it is online.

As for the kids - well, Cohen is doing well, although he's somewhat embroiled in Grade 1 politics/popularity issues currently. He's loving hockey - in fact, all he watches on TV these days are sports updates. Lili is doing well also - she started her art class last week (surprise surprise, it's her favourite activity), and is doing very well at violin, although sometimes she learns so quickly that it's hard for me or her teacher to keep her interest.

And Luci... Luci is 8 months old already! What the???? And she's amazing. She's not crawling yet (phew), nor does she have any teeth. And in fact, I just started her on solids (as in, rice cereal and baby food) recently... and I'm SO glad I waited. Very little mess, and she likes everything. Cohen and Lili got started at 4 months... boy, coulda saved myself some trouble and waited!

Anyway, I'll try and post some pictures this week, now that my first project is over I have a little down time.

More updates to come... hopefully!

January 13, 2009

Dead to the world for a week!

What a week!!!!!!

Disaster struck. It all started Tuesday, when I noticed the beginnings of a sore throat. I shrugged it off as another cold trying to ruin my day... but I don't have time for colds, so I usually just keep right on going, and the cold gives up.

Not this time.

By the time I managed to get Cohen to Kodaly, I no longer had a voice, and I started to get the chills. Horrible, horrible feeling! When we got home, I managed to convince Cohen to watch Luci, and both Cohen and Lili got themselves a snack, got their PJs on, and tucked me in on the couch. As soon as I got the kids to bed, I attempted to go to bed too. No luck. At all. Of course, Ian was on nights, so I was on my own. Probably for the best, as I tossed and turned all night, aching all over.

Wednesday was a write-off. In fact, Ian didn't go in to work because I was absolutely incapable of looking after Luci. I spent Wednesday and Thursday and most of Friday in bed. Friday eve I was feeling somewhat better, and Ian was having poker night, so I was up and about, making them food and hanging out with Lee. Saturday, I was determined that I was getting better, and made a trip to the mall to return my dishes (they clashed with my walls... but it was all worth it, as I found a set I love even more). Big mistake - when we got home, I was feeling so much worse. Saturday night was absolutely terrible - if I knew it wouldn't have hurt more, I would have cried the entire time. My throat was in agony. I was drinking gallons of ice water with no relief. I was taking about 1200mgs of Ibuprofen each day with no relief. After another sleepless night, Sunday morning I woke up and headed straight for the doctor.

He wasn't impressed that I waited so long. Strep throat, and a severe case of it. He wrote me a presciption, told me to pick up extra-strength Ibuprofen AND Tylonol, and to spend no less than 3 days in bed. (Ha. Ha. Ha.)

I had to cancel girls night (yeah, you know it's serious when...). Cohen had his first "real" hockey game (Ian made me stay home, but I couldn't do it - Cohen looked too sad - so I drove there myself and watched the first 2/3 before I got too cold and had to go home), I missed a friends' daughter's first birthday party... and I feel totally behind on everything.

The house, oh the house. It was a disaster. Last night I finally started feeling human again (aka stoned on painkillers), and in a whirlwind of energy, spent 2 hours cleaning. Of course, I'm paying the price today, but I'm still glad I did it. The only thing worse than being sick at home is being sick in a filthy home.

My throat still hurts a lot - probably I'll start feeling an improvement tomorrow - but the fever is gone, and the world is in focus again. I can't remember the last time I was that sick! It's horrible! At least I know now that I do make a difference in this family... (hopefully Ian knows it too). I am so happy to get back to packing lunches, signing field trip forms, sweeping floors and folding laundry.

And working on my secret project ;) to be revealed soon...

Oh well. Better last week than this week - I start classes tomorrow. Exciting!

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