time flies

Sunday:
Our 3rd year attending A Day Out With Thomas in Greenfield Village... each year Otto likes something different, but the train ride itself is still the big draw. We arrived around 10 and left around 2, which seemed like just the right amount of time. The weather was gorgeous.

Wednesday:
Review with Otto's teacher. He's a "young 3" but seems to be holding his own with classmates. His social/emotional skills need work, ie: learning how to go find a teacher and describe why he's upset rather than have instant meltdowns if someone takes a toy or disses him. Academically and physically he's doing fine, even recognizes more than a third of the alphabet (upper and lower-case!). He's a visual learner, sensitive, and finds it easy to get lost in a task and forget about the world around him. Hmm... sounds eerily familiar.

Overall I feel better about him being there. He's been much happier since backing off the potty training thing. His teachers care and work hard to keep him involved in the class. I gather he's a challenging personality in the classroom, but he has many years of classrooms ahead of him, so the sooner we start figuring out how to help him adjust the better.

Wednesday night: OTTO EATS PASTA AND MEATBALLS FOR SUPPER and says "Mmm, this is good, Daddo," then asks for more. Jon almost cries.

Thursday:
Midwife appointment. Baby and I are doing well, still measuring a little ahead of the curve but not like last time. I think it's the positions she takes. This kid moves around a lot during the day -- sometimes I can breathe, sometimes I can't! We review my chart, and I went into labor the day after my due date last time. T says it's not a myth that second babies often come earlier, though it's not something you can plan on. We talk about hiring a doula, and I say "I'm not sure how I feel about it." I like the idea of staying home as along as I can, but once we hit the hospital we'll have a midwife to help. Even on the holiday weekend I'm due there will be someone on-call to labor with me. T is quiet a moment then shakes her head. "I think this baby will fly right out," she says. I leave feeling relieved and more certain of myself. I'd rather have a 20% chance of major abdominal surgery than a 100% certainty. Jon's with me, we're going for it.

 

Friday:
Took a vacation day to run errands, get a massage, take my car for an oil change, and meet my mom for lunch and baby shopping. We found some cute fabric at the fabric store, and mom's going to help me make a crib skirt and window valance. I'm picking red and white for the nursery this time -- Michigan cherries, Swedish gingham, cheerful and simple. I hope she likes it as well as Otto likes his room.

Comments

[Meredith]

Yay! I hadn't seen a pic of you pregnant,yet! Love the sweet pictures of Otto. Can't imagine that precious boy being a "challange"!....??? Don't worry about it. I know, easier said than done, But, believe me, I know!