Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
...all of that gorgeous hair in it's perfectly uncut and natural glory...
...you HAVE to admit that interfering with that beauty has to be difficult for a mother.
But Jude isn't a girl and I can't let his hair grow out indefinitely...especially since the back of his hair tends to be thicker and longer than the top, ending up with a mullety type thing. AND we live in an area that has strict rules for boys' haircuts once entering school.
So we decided that it was time.
And we would only trust the first cut to the woman that has been cutting Terry's hair (and sometimes mine) for years. She is the highest level cutter at the salon and though we paid much more than anyone should for a toddler's 5-minute haircut, we thought it was worth it for this first time around.
So he wasn't gung-ho about the cape and ripped it off immediately. Then he didn't want to stay in the seat. But like in every other situation where he doesn't want to do something that we want him to do, we just distracted him long enough to make it happen. Fortunately, since it was Fat Tuesday, there were Mardi Gras beads available for distraction. That pretty much did the trick.
So now he looks more like a boy. I obviously didn't let her cut too much off. I do still like the long, shaggy look. But I would like to avoid the comments in stores about the cute "little girl" I'm pushing around in the cart...despite the unmistakably boy outfits he wears.
So, aside from the rocky start with the haircut, he ended up doing pretty well overall. And they gave us a cute little "first haircut" certificate with a tiny bag to hold clippings of his hair.
I held out for over 20 months. It's hard to cut such beautiful hair unless it's necessary...something I think my mom (regarding my hair) and in the case of little boys, Astrid, can completely relate to.
On a totally unrelated note, I have to share Jude's newest development. He has some bristle blocks that he received for Christmas and until now, his interaction with them has usually been limited to watching us build things for him. But for the past few days, I have seen him sit for 15-20 mins or more at a time BUILDING things! He has so much patience with his creations...something I've also noticed while playing with his Mr. Potato Heads (yes, I said heads...as in 3...he has THREE...talk to my husband). But he will sit there and put them together and take them apart and put them together again. My daughter could never sit with something for that long when she was a toddler. She had no patience for such things. Shoot...neither did I. This is something new that I've seen mostly in boys while teaching pre-school. They will sit there with Lego blocks or something similar and just build...over and over again...and some of the most creative things ever at times! I was/am in awe of this behavior. And I'm so glad and amazed to see Jude already devising plans in his head and manipulating things to create something.
This morning though was the first time he made something that was SOMETHING and he knew it! He was sitting there for the longest time playing with those bristle blocks and then all of a sudden came running up to me with his creation...proudly announcing to me "BOAT!". I laughed with excitement for him...for it truly looked like a boat!
So proud of this little boat...
Thursday, February 11, 2010
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Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Cecilia also earned a spot in her school's spelling bee, but didn't place this year. We are very proud of her anyway. Below are the 5th grade contestants.
We also were very excited recently by the visit of Terry's sister, Leslie (who I was friends with BEFORE Terry came into my life), and our nephew Ryan. They live in NJ and are only able to come down for a visit a couple of times a year. And because Jude and Ryan are only a month apart in age, we always look forward to the visits to see how they will react to each other. This was the best visit yet in my opinion for the two because they got to really enjoy playing together...and we even got to take Ryan to his first trip to Chuck E. Cheese's!
Let's see...last week took us to see the doctor a couple of times.
First, on Monday, my dear graceful Jude attempted to bust his lip, yet again. This time he wasn't so successful. You'd think that would be a good thing, but instead his bottom teeth punched a hole right through the area under his lip. That's right...a hole on the inside AND the outside. Of course when I first picked him up I assumed it was the usual busted lip, but once I saw the cut on the outside...I pretty much freaked out. All at once before my eyes flashed a scene of painful shots and stitches and all kinds of uncomfortableness for my baby. We then spend 10 minutes debating on whether this warranted a trip to the ER or not. In the end we decided to take him to a nearby emergency care center where we were informed that it wasn't bad at all and he would require no stitches. What a relief! He now is almost completely healed. Thank the Lord that it wasn't worse!
Wednesday was then my day to head to the hospital. For the past few months I have been suffering from menorrhagia. Let's just say that when the gyno nurse asks when my last period was, I want to slap her because as I've told the rest of them...let's say um...about September 1st until January 1st. I know it's their protocol to automatically ask that...but please, can we at least check the records and see WHY the patient is there before we ask these questions? Anyway, when they did an ultrasound and biopsy in November it was discovered that I had many polyps in my uterus which was the cause for the bleeding. My options were to have an endometrial ablation and tie my tubes or have a hysterectomy. Since the recovery time for a hysterectomy can be a month, I chose the ablation. I do have a toddler to take care of! The tube tying (tubal ligation) was necessary to prevent pregnancy since after the ablation, it would be impossible for an embryo to attach and/or grow without that endometrial lining. So that's what I had done on the 3rd. Recovery hasn't been too bad and Terry was here until yesterday to do all the lifting and such until I could. I had to see the doctor yesterday though because my bellybutton incision is infected. But it's already looking better.
So no more grandbabies for my parents, but I've made 2 very beautiful and remarkable children. I have so much to be proud of.
So, yes, a lot has been going on, and maybe that was the reason for the delay in my blogging. I do apologize though to those who actually look forward to the updates. I will try to blog a bit more often so that my blogs don't end up being these novel-length monstrosities!
Thanks for reading...thanks for caring.