Monday, August 8, 2011

Life as we know it

Things have gone back to normal around here. Matthew and Amie have fallen into a routine with their baby sister consisting of thousands of hugs and kisses and the constant request to hold her. For the most part we allow them to snuggle Temperance often. Matty does better with diaper changes if he can hold her through it. I feel quite fortunate, neither of the big siblings have aggression or jealousy issues that cause us to be concerned for her safety. They are gentle and calm around her, rarely do I have to remind either of them to be careful. Every morning we watch Bob the Builder while everyone gets breakfast. For Amie and Matthew that ends up being a big bowl of cereal, yogurt, some fruit and a cup of milk. Temperance is on her year long recycled diet, breast milk is a fantastic thing and I'm happy I can provide the wonderful benefit of it for her. Grocery shopping isn't exactly the easiest task to do with all 3 in tow, especially if Daddy is not. Temperance spends most of our outings wrapped up close to my chest in my Moby wrap. I think I want to get another for inside the house! I'm getting the gang ready for Amie's birthday. We agreed to throw a cupcake decorating party for her and a few friends that we have made in the area. Like every party I've ever thrown I anticipate less than 50% attendance, this time we've only invited 4 families... Who knows, we might get lucky and end up with a full house, in which case I'd prefer to have everything outdoors! I'm finally starting to get the house straigtened up again. Those boxes near the front door, gone! All the outdoor toys are back in their bin in the garage and we're caught up on the laundry, floors and kitchen (mostly!) I still have piles of half finished projects laying everywhere: those recipe scrapbooks have 10 of 30 recipes (although only 3 pages are complete per binder), only 50 % completion of a green blanket, embroidered shirt, tons of doilies, a crochet market bag, scrap booking that's been in the works for awhile... I just need to finish something, at this point anything will do! With Amie starting preschool next month hopefully I'll have the chance to knock out some of those projects while she's soaking up new skills! (For all of the family members that we discussed the recipe albums with: I won't have them finished for Christmas like I wanted but I do intend to finish the project! If you have not already sent me a recipe please email or mail it to us along with a picture of your family for your recipe page.)

Now onto my concerns... I'm not sure Amie is fully prepared for preschool. She's a very smart girl with a ton of knowledge and fantastic vocabulary. I'm a bit nervous that the knowledge I've given her is not what she needs to succeed. She knows her letters and numbers but can't pick them out in a line-up. With monkey, his teeth are still no coming in. I can feel the next molar right under his gums but nothing else. This I know is no more my fault than it is yours. Genetics are cruel and we can't pick what genes we have and which we pass on. It still saddens me to see that something is not quite perfect with my baby. Another issue that I'm trying not to fret over is something his pediatrician brought up, his testicles have not fully descended... I wish they would give us more info at the appointments instead of making me dig to find out why it's a big deal. If this doesn't correct on it's own by 2 years the correction is surgical, it also means he has an increased risk of infertility and cancer. By January we should have better answers as to what is going on and what are options are. For this, and this alone, I feel grateful for my husbands choice of employment! The government has done one thing worth mention, they've elected to provide fantastic health care options for us!

My little space heater has already fallen asleep in my lap and my snack bowl is empty. I think those are both good signs that I should end my ramblings and head on to dreamland snuggled in with my Luvs baby.

Xoxo, A. Scott

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