Well, obviously I failed the Nablopomo challenge of posting every day for the month of November, but I don't feel too badly about it. It did get me to blog more often, which is...good? I think? I don't NEED to blog, I do it because I like to, and because I want to document my life with Matthew, Elijah and Abigail somehow. So I figure that, at least for the blog posts in November, Nablopomo made a difference, and a little more of my life has been documented.
It's almost been a week since we posted. Here is how exciting my weeks are these days:
- Elijah got in for speech therapy, after a 4.5 month wait. That's not too shabby, and I feel good about the fact that he's getting in before he turns 2. To date, he can say "no" (we're pretty sure...) makes the "vroom" sound, signs "more" and "where," points at things he wants, and imitates us making the "hmm" or "mmm" sound, when he's in the mood. It's not much, considering how he was supposed to have 20 spoken words by 18 months, and he's now 22 months, but I'm trying to take it one day at a time, and focus on what he CAN do versus what he can't.
-I bought a Cricut, and I am in love. Matt is not sold on it, and it took some bargaining (eg - "What if I made ALL the Christmas gifts on it? What if I don't buy anything for myself for a month? Chocolate included?") but I'm pretty darn excited. Here is the project I'm working on right now. I'm making one for myself, one for my SIL and one for my friend Farrah. (just as a little explanation, as Latter-day Saints we're counseled to hold Family Home Evenings once a week with our families, which generally consist of a gospel lesson, song, prayer and some activity that the family does together. This board is designed to keep track of who is doing what each week.) Now, can someone PLEASE tell me what on earth I'm going to make for my two BIL's for Christmas? Because I seriously didn't think this one through too far, and realized that really only their wives would be interested in home decor.
-I spotted a little over the weekend, but seriously, it was pinpricks of blood on toilet paper. I had stopped bleeding abruptly 2 days before, so I know it was probably left-over (albeit bright red...) but I have to admit that there is an insane part of me that thinks it's implantation bleeding. Even though I've never been a spotter, and implantation bleeding is rather uncommon. It's silly, that I should even think that it's a possibility. I know it IS a possibility (protection? What's that?) and that it would make sense, timing-wise, but really. There was the insane part of me that thought (thinks...) that it was implantation bleeding, but there's also the sane part of me, that coolly says to myself, "Self, don't be ridiculous. You had a LPD while nursing Elijah, and didn't get pregnant until he wasn't nursing at night, AND you'd been on B6 for months. You're fine. It's not even possible, let alone probable." And then I feel...better? Who knows. The insane part of me thinks it'd be exciting, and the sane part of me knows it's not the timing that we want, and that it'd be really unwise to have another baby while living in this teeny tiny apartment, and that we don't have the money for a house right now.
So, there you have it. The musings of a post-IF'er, 7 weeks PP, with side of wishful-thinking, and a sizable dash of rational wondering. And for the record, no, I'm NOT going to test. Because I figure that in all events, time will tell, and I just don't want to wander that far down this road. Mostly I'm writing it out so that it's out of me, and I can stop wondering and put it behind me, ya know?
-it's snowing. First time this season (that I've seen, anyway) and I feel like it's a little gift to me. I always feel like that, with the first snow of the season. And with snow, comes Christmas! We set up our (teeny tiny) tree on Saturday, as well as a small few other Christmas ornaments. We've maximized our use of space in the apartment to make it work, but as a result, we don't have much room for decorations. The little tree is on our table, and I have a couple shelves with my Willowtree nativity and a little Christmas village on them. Beyond that? A nightlight in the bathroom, a snowflake in the window, and some "Believe" blocks on a windowsill that Elijah can't reach. It's not much, but I'm glad it's SOMEthing. I'm really missing decorating our house this Christmas season.
-I got my 2011 Christmas ornaments in the mail yesterday. I order them from PersonalizedFree.com, because I like the quality, and the price is affordable. It makes me so happy, seeing them on our little tree, and seeing our names written out, like somehow it validates us, and makes us a real family. I already knew we were one, but there is something complete about it that makes my heart feel full.
-I am SO EXCITED for Christmas! Well, mostly for Christmas morning with Elijah. Matthew and I decided to buy him a train table for Christmas, so I picked it up on Friday when Toys'R'Us was having their sale. I got it for $150, which is not a bad price, considering how it comes with all of the track and a few buildings. I already have a ton of trains for Elijah, and I can't wait for him to come out of his room on Christmas morning and see the train table all set up. I know full well that he's not even 2 yet, and that I could be completely disappointed by a lack of immediate enthusiasm, especially if he has a bad night and wakes up grumpy, as sometimes happens, but I really do think he'll be excited and want to play with it immediately. I love gift-giving so much, and I'm just starting to learn how fun it is to watch your kids open their gifts. On that note, I don't think I'm going to get Abigail anything. Or, maybe I'll get her one thing to "open" just so that I don't feel like I'm shafting her, but really, she'll be 2.5 months old. She has no clue what's going on. She doesn't even know she has hands yet! So I think I'll get her a girly toy that I'll want her to have some day, like a Cabbage Patch Kids doll or something, and that's it. Because she doesn't need anything right now, not even clothes.
-I made dinner last night, AND I'm making it tonight. This whole making dinner twice a week at least thing is huge for me, and I'm pretty proud of myself. Yes, I realize how ridiculous that sounds to someone who is accustomed to making dinner all the time, but, much as I want to be the quaint little wifey who has dinner on the table at 5pm, while the house is glittering with cleanliness and the kids' homework is done, that just isn't me. I figure that's okay, but I also know that we can't have our kids growing up with dinner being at random hours depending on how long it takes daddy to cook dinner when he gets home from work at 5:15. We all need more stability than that, but I tend to balk at things that have to be done versus something that I actually want to do. So, when it comes to dinners, I like to give myself a pat on the back, because I really HATE cooking, and yet I'm doing it anyway. And THAT'S really what is huge about it all. An act of self-discipline, from the least self-disciplined person on the planet. Huzzah!
That's pretty much all I've got for today. I tried taking some pictures of our dinky little tree, but they didn't really turn out how I'd hoped, sooooo no pictures for this post.
As for what December holds in terms of posting, I think I'm not going to post every day, because when I don't have much to say, I tend to ramble about boring things, and we could all use a little less boring in our lives, I figure. ;)
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