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Apr. 29th, 2010 06:12 pmI'm not ready for Naomi to give up her nap. Yesterday she refused to nap. Today as well, though I think today was more a result of the fact that we got home an hour later than her usual nap time-I had a doctor's appointment and thought we would be home close to nap time but when Miriam freaked out in the car we had to stop for snack on the way home which meant getting home later than I'd expected.
Naomi surprised me today by identifying (correctly) triangles and squares. I knew she could recognize stars and circles, but today she showed me squares and triangles. She also built a tower of five or six wooden blocks rather than Lego bricks-a new trick. This also demonstrated for her the fact that one cannot stack blocks on top of the point of a triangle....the triangle must be the peak of the tower.
I've been spending a lot of time this week focusing on the idea that I have needs and I'm allowed to meet my own needs even if it means crying for a few minutes. It's hard. I hate crying, I hate letting Miri wait when she clearly needs something, even if it is just to be picked up and held, but I also need to remember that she's at a point where it's okay to do that for a moment to make a sandwich or pee or something. It's okay. I also can let Miri wait while I care for Naomi, whose needs don't always come second to Miriam's.
Today's appointment was the endocrinologist-who I do like. Especially when I can be in and out pretty promptly. They also are pretty easy about my bringing the kids along (though I wish I could stop doing that sometimes...it's hard to pay attention to what's going on when I'm trying to supervise Naomi. Dr. A. is great because she doesn't just treat my thyroid numbers, she treats me based on how I feel-a lot of doctors would have looked at my last blood work results and and said, "Oh, it looks normal." But considering how I feel, it's still not where it needs to be for me to feel good. She also prescribed vitamin D for me-once a week at a high dose might be better than what I'm doing now-I've yet to have a reading that isn't "low" since she's been monitoring the levels, though a good part of that time was during pregnancy.
My Mom is encouraging us to have a third baby. It's not something that's been off the table, but Miri is only four months old. Granted, we started trying again when Naomi was about eight months old, but we knew for sure that we planned on two...we've still got negotiations to undergo before we decide on three. My head says "no" my heart says "yes" and I think Cayne is in a similar situation. It's interesting-one of my mailing lists has had a discussion lately about how you know you're done having children, but I can honestly say I'm not sure that we are or aren't done. I don't feel done. Several people who know me pretty well have said they're pretty sure we're not done. But for some reason, the decision to have a third is much harder and much bigger than the decision to have a second.
I'm sad that we're probably going to miss the kids Beltane celebration this weekend-I think we just have too much to do to go, but I'm kind of disappointed...I really want to go and do something social, and that was a good option.
And here's a tidbit of husband-loving today...
I was complaining about a particular politician and in an atypical fashion made the statement, "He blows goats." (Thank you Wayne's World.)
Husband replies..."Got a YouTube of that? It would bury him for good."
And then follows it with, "Well, it isn't against the law to have relations with animals in the state of Florida."
Love him. He's a little strange, but he's my big, hairy geek.
Naomi surprised me today by identifying (correctly) triangles and squares. I knew she could recognize stars and circles, but today she showed me squares and triangles. She also built a tower of five or six wooden blocks rather than Lego bricks-a new trick. This also demonstrated for her the fact that one cannot stack blocks on top of the point of a triangle....the triangle must be the peak of the tower.
I've been spending a lot of time this week focusing on the idea that I have needs and I'm allowed to meet my own needs even if it means crying for a few minutes. It's hard. I hate crying, I hate letting Miri wait when she clearly needs something, even if it is just to be picked up and held, but I also need to remember that she's at a point where it's okay to do that for a moment to make a sandwich or pee or something. It's okay. I also can let Miri wait while I care for Naomi, whose needs don't always come second to Miriam's.
Today's appointment was the endocrinologist-who I do like. Especially when I can be in and out pretty promptly. They also are pretty easy about my bringing the kids along (though I wish I could stop doing that sometimes...it's hard to pay attention to what's going on when I'm trying to supervise Naomi. Dr. A. is great because she doesn't just treat my thyroid numbers, she treats me based on how I feel-a lot of doctors would have looked at my last blood work results and and said, "Oh, it looks normal." But considering how I feel, it's still not where it needs to be for me to feel good. She also prescribed vitamin D for me-once a week at a high dose might be better than what I'm doing now-I've yet to have a reading that isn't "low" since she's been monitoring the levels, though a good part of that time was during pregnancy.
My Mom is encouraging us to have a third baby. It's not something that's been off the table, but Miri is only four months old. Granted, we started trying again when Naomi was about eight months old, but we knew for sure that we planned on two...we've still got negotiations to undergo before we decide on three. My head says "no" my heart says "yes" and I think Cayne is in a similar situation. It's interesting-one of my mailing lists has had a discussion lately about how you know you're done having children, but I can honestly say I'm not sure that we are or aren't done. I don't feel done. Several people who know me pretty well have said they're pretty sure we're not done. But for some reason, the decision to have a third is much harder and much bigger than the decision to have a second.
I'm sad that we're probably going to miss the kids Beltane celebration this weekend-I think we just have too much to do to go, but I'm kind of disappointed...I really want to go and do something social, and that was a good option.
And here's a tidbit of husband-loving today...
I was complaining about a particular politician and in an atypical fashion made the statement, "He blows goats." (Thank you Wayne's World.)
Husband replies..."Got a YouTube of that? It would bury him for good."
And then follows it with, "Well, it isn't against the law to have relations with animals in the state of Florida."
Love him. He's a little strange, but he's my big, hairy geek.
