When I woke up this morning, all the children were still in bed. I was gone until late last night and desperately needed to feed Kendall. As soon as I walked into the hall, I could hear her cooing. As I walked into get her she greeted me with her morning smiles and I brought her into bed with me so she could eat. While I was feeding her Allie came in. "MOMMY!!!" (She was extra excited since she didn't see me last night). "I want to lay by you, scoot over."
So I scoot over and am laying on my bed between my two girls.
Then I hear "Mommy, get me OUT!" Coming from Detmer's crib.
I was still feeding Kendall and since Detmer is regularly getting himself out of his crib these days, I expected him at any second. Sure enough, in to my room he comes a minute later. When all the children are awake, it is usually the end of cuddle time and the beginning of play time. So we laid on the bed teasing each other, talking, singing.
Then Allie and Detmer remembered that they hadn't eaten breakfast and needed it right away. After that they sang Kendall some songs, including "BOB THE BUILDER...CAN HE FIX IT? BOB THE BUILDER. YES HE CAN!" (There new favorite ever since they watched it on our vacation).
Allie and Detmer made their way out back and I called Dave to have him check the forecast. 83. Too cold to pull out the pool, but not too cold to get just a little wet (right?). So I filled some big bowls with water and gave them some cups to play with. When they came in they found a bath toy I bought awhile ago and forgot about and wanted to try it out in the bath. Allie kept saying "Mom, I'm so excited!" (to try the new bath toy). It didn't work that well, but they weren't too disappointed since they got to eat popsicles in the bath and I shot them with a squirt gun. And Allie styled Detmer's wet hair and told him, "I'm going to give you Rock N' Roll hair." And after she finished she said to Detmer, "Can I get a smile?" And they played in the bath for over an hour.
(Here's what Rock N' Roll hair look like, just in case you wondering.)
Then the cousins came over to play for the afternoon.
After the gym, Allie and I went on an Allie/Mommy date to a dance recital. She was so excited! She hopped out of her seat and danced along.
I loved today. (Except for the part when Detmer took off his poop filled diaper and the poop was all down his leg by the time I got to him. I didn't love that.)
Last January (believe me, eventually this will all tie in together) I was being the efficient mom that I am and starting to look into preschools for Allie this upcoming fall.
First, I got referrals from several friends.
Then, I composed a list of questions that I would ask each of the preschools.
Only the best for my child, right?
So I called the first couple (with the best referrals, of course) and left messages. The first returned call I got came as a shock. "I'm full. My waiting list is full." The second, third, fourth teachers all said the same.
What?!!! Here I thought I was so on top of things and now I find out (a bit too late) most of them were full by November.
I was so stressed!
I finally called some random preschools and wasn't happy with any of them. I continued asking around for referrals and were surprised at the amount of people who weren't doing preschool for their children. I hadn't even thought of that as option!
But then I did.
And I liked it!
I want one more year with my girl, doing what we want when we want (and lots of other reasons, but this post is long enough, right?). My decision was NOT made lightly (as most of you know). But now that I've made it pretty firmly (it could still change) I feel really good about it.
On nice days when I have my windows open, I can hear the elementary school bell when it rings. Before I know it, I'll hear that bell, and think of my little girl running out for recess (or back in).
And sometimes I'll cry (cause I almost do just thinking of it).
And I'll call Dave and say "it seems like just yesterday she played with Detmer all morning and took hour long baths in the afternoon."
And I'll be really happy for all these not-so-average days.
Now she's Nine Months
1 year ago