Kids Growing Up

Sorry for the lack of posting. I have been really, really tired lately. I started feeling worse and worse after the Valentine’s Day post and went back to my ENT doctor only to find out I had a “raging infection” (yep those were his words, 10 day course of clindamycin). Then I worked four 12 hour night shifts in a row. That combined with being a mom and lack of sleep has made this chica really, really tired. I’m waiting for life to be less complicated and less busy. I’ve been waiting for a long time and I get the feeling I will continue to wait a long time for that one to ever happen.

We went for the kid’s check ups yesterday. It’s so exciting they’re finally to the age where it’s only required once a year. YES! I knew there was a lot of them, but until you actually go to them so frequently you don’t realize how much it really is. Seporah is 41.75 in and 40.5 lbs and Felicity is 34.75 in and 28 lbs (that’s all between 70-95% percentile, apparently Felicity’s no longer such a skinny minnie, she finally went over the 50th percentile, say yeah!).

Actually the whole growing up thing with the kids is really exciting to me. We went to the zoo on Martin Luther King Day and we didn’t bring a stroller or a diaper bag. They walked through the whole thing and it was so exciting not to have to carry all that junk (or them) with us. I’ve been doing that for 4 years, I’m done with that stage. All I have to do now is put a few wipes and a pull-up in my purse (my purse, not the diaper bag) and we’re set (we do carry a change of clothes in the car especially since Seporah continues to have daily poopy accidents, but I don’t have to carry it so I’m cool with that). Plus they had a lot of fun at the zoo, they commented about all the animals, then played on the playground, and ate grown up local plates. We have conversations, well at least I know what they’re talking about and we kinda stay on one subject for at least 15 seconds. Being out of the baby stage is great, I don’t think I want to be back in it. The older they get, the more sure of that I am. Which if you know anything about LDS cultural expectations and normalcies is different- having grown up in a society where I knew probably less than 10 families with 2 or less kids and they always got asked I’m sure. I get asked all the time and neither of my children are actually fully potty trained.

January 27, 2010   Posted in: Märia's Moments