Friday, December 30, 2011

Day 30

On our way home from Springfield today, Tom turned on Howard Stern on Sirius and they were doing a Best of 2011 interviews.  One that I happened to catch was Lady Gaga's.  I'd heard about the interview and, while I'm not a big fan of the music, I'd heard it was a great interview and that she'd done an amazing live performance while on the show.  I'm not really up on a lot of pop culture stuff (mostly because it irritates me that stupid people become famous for being stupid) but it's hard not to hear about her and her outrageous clothes and also how she's a big supporter of human rights.  After hearing her interview today, I have to say, I have a new found respect for her.  But one of the things that really stood out to me were her comments on the inspiration for one of her songs.  She was talking about bullying and how kids are often afraid to be themselves for fear of their parents rejecting them. 

As a teacher, and just as a member of our society, it's hard not to be aware of all the bullying that goes on today.  On the one hand I think to myself that bullying has always occurred and kids survived it then, but then on the other hand, I think there are so many new ways for kids to "stand out" and also so many new ways to be bullied that didn't exist when I was in school and for sure not when our parents or grandparents were in school.  In the past, the bullying may have occurred in school, but probably didn't extend much past that.  Now there's email, phone calls, texting, Facebook, etc.  The number of ways for kids to be bullied is incredible and I try to be aware of it in my classroom because it kills me to think that some kid would think of causing harm to himself, or others in the cases of so many school shootings, because I didn't step in and do something about it.  But the bullying at school is only a part of it.

What I have an even harder time comprehending is kids being bullied at home by their parents.  Maybe bullied isn't quite the right word, but I think it's pretty accurate when it concerns parents who don't accept their own child for who they are, or even who they think they are.  Childhood and adolescence are supposed to be about discovering your likes, dislikes, quirks, friends, making mistakes and learning from them, and finding out who you want to be, what you believe in, and how you want to start living your life, whether it's how you end up doing it or not. 

From the time that Tom and I started contemplating children, we talked about things we would let go and things we would take a stand on.  If our child wanted to dye their hair blue, so be it; it will grow out or they'll change their mind, or they won't and oh well.  If they get a D or an F in a class, guess what, they're going to work their ass off to improve.  If it's a C and we know they're trying their hardest, that's another story.  We knew all along we would choose our battles carefully knowing full well that we wanted our child (or children) to be able to be themselves with our support and love.  I absolutely cannot imagine Tera coming to me someday and telling me something that would make me not love her and the thought of it makes me sick that kids are out there experiencing that very thing.  I also know there is a responsibility as a parent to make sure that if I encourage my child to be an individual, that I also make sure they know they will always be loved at home and that I will help to instill the confidence and self-esteem that will help them through any rough patches along the way.

This all comes on the heels of another source of inspiration for me: a story about the adoption of kids and babies with DS from other countries, specifically the Ukraine.  http://abcnews.go.com/International/hidden-angels-american-families-saving-children-syndrome/story?id=15234109
If you don't read through the whole thing (it is long) there is a part of the story that talks about a couple in the Ukraine who had a baby 6 weeks early and they visited her every day in the NICU for a month and then found out she had DS and signed her over and gave up their parental rights almost immediately.  If you read through the article, you'll find out there are various reasons for people doing this more in certain countries than others, but I still sat in amazement at the fact that these people could love their daughter enough to visit her everyday for a month, but as soon as they find out she has DS, they don't acknowledge her anymore.  And when I mention this to Tom he likens it to when parents disown their children when they find out they're gay.  You mean to tell me that you can spend more than a decade, or sometimes two or three, loving your child, a person you created, and then as soon as you find out they don't follow the same beliefs you do, you don't love them anymore?

I promised Tera on the day she was born, and on most days since, that she will never lack for love.  I will also go to the ends of the earth to protect her from people who would harm her or make her question her worth.  One look at that face, and how can I not?

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Day 29

Even away from home I managed to simplify my life today.  I'm always wondering how I'm going to get through the large stack of magazines I have piled up.  In fact, one of the reasons I look forward to going to the gym is that while I'm doing stairs, I can get through usually one or two magazines.  I used to read almost all the articles, then I came to the realization that half the articles didn't apply to me so I stopped reading those and began to read through magazines in half the time.  One of the magazines I've subscribed to for a few years is Cooking Light.  Last week, when once again I realized the stack of these that I had piled up, I began thinking maybe I need to rethink the situation.  If I don't have time to read through the issues to get the recipes, and I sure as hell don't have time to cook the recipes that I find, why exactly am I paying for this to get delivered every month and then stressing myself out over when I'm going to have time to go through them? Well, I don't it turns out.  I can cancel the subscription, save money, paper and time.  Success! Well then after I cancelled that one I started thinking about my Real Simple subscription.  I used to love this magazine, but recently I've realized that the clothes they suggest are all too expensive, the rooms they use to show how to organize are 5 times bigger than any room in my house, I already eat healthier than the recipes they suggest, and every month they have a theme of books that people suggest, all of which I don't have time to read.  So on a whim, I cancelled that one too! I'm going to feel so good when I don't have new publications to have to read through and then make me crazy about all the things I'm not doing. 

Next on my list: to detox my body from all the crap I've consumed in past 2 weeks.  I have to say, I'm not one of those people who just chalks up bad eating to the holiday and uses it as an excuse.  I really don't.  Usually what happens is that we end up with so many leftovers that we end up eating those for days on end because it seems ridiculous to go out and buy more food when we have a whole full fridge.  It's not bad food that I'm eating, it's just bad for me food.  Once upon a time my diet consisted of boiled chicken, brown rice, broccoli, asparagus, and water.  I haven't been on that strict a diet since right before I got pregnant, but I've tried to incorporate as many of those habits into my regular daily diet as possible and as a result, I'm within 8 pounds of my pre-pregnancy, post figure show weight; without making it to the gym hardly ever.  But I want that to change too. 

So next week it's back to normal eating and I'm going to attempt my own workout regimen that involves Tera.  There are plenty of suggestions about this very idea on my various baby emails and I'm going to give it a try.  I can do squats, lunges, crunches, arm curls, etc, all with an adorable 18 lb weight.  I figure this can accomplish multiple things at one time (which I'm a huge fan of).  I can bond with my girl, get in a little workout, and hopefully feel a little less stress about both things.

So while I'm not one who's big on resolutions, we'll call these goals for the new year.  I'd also like to possibly change up the look of my blog, but that will involve the input and help of my very artistic and aesthetically inclined husband.  I'm not setting a deadline for that one (don't want to add more stress...)

And for all of you who weren't able to see our Christmas card, here it is..

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Day 28

Here I sit in Springfield.  Relaxing with some wine, some chocolate, my new fabulous Minnetonka slippers, and my husband, sister and brother-in-law.  My dear baby is asleep in the other room and I'm looking forward to some much needed downtime.  We have NO plans other than coffee, food, movies, pjs, more food, and drinks.  If we have to leave, or want to, we can, but we have no NEED to leave and that my friends, is a wonderful feeling. 

Tera was pretty good on the 3 hour trip down considering she had already napped in the morning, with only one short stint of crying and I'm fairly certain at that point she was just tired of being in her car seat and was lonely.  The one thing she seems to have started lately is actually being afraid or maybe just not liking, being by herself.  She's woken up quite a few times during the night recently actually crying and really all she's needed or wanted is to be patted on the back or picked up for a minute or two and then she falls right back asleep.  It's really hard to be upset at getting up in the middle of the night because my baby wants me to hold her.  It's just one more step in her getting older and me getting sadder at the fact that she's getting older.  At some point I'm going to have to come to grips with her impending first birthday and start planning this shindig. 

But right now, I'm going to go check on my little girl, sleeping sweetly in her new jammies from Auntie Cassie, and remind myself once more, to enjoy the moment and not worry about the future. 

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Day 27

Today I continued with Operation Get Crap Out of Our House.  This is an ongoing battle for me in my war on simplifying my life and on some days I feel I'm winning and others I feel like I should throw up the white flag (I'd like to use some witty history reference here, but I'm a math teacher, not a history teacher).  Today's project was cleaning out my closet, well one of them.  I have a lot of clothes, I've never denied that.  But when there are items you forget you have, or haven't worn in years but keep hanging onto just in case long enough that they are no longer in style, it's time to eliminate them.  I think I made some progress today and think I actually know all the shirts I own and would wear, or will wear as soon as I can make it to the gym enough times to get rid of my last stubborn pounds post sweet baby. 

Our cleaning expedition has also brought up the question, not for the first time, of what is an acceptable amount to spend to eliminate clutter/chores in the name of simplicity? This past summer we paid a neighborhood kid to cut our grass every week to every other week.  It was something I used to be able to do during the week during the summer when I was home, but with Tera still being little at the time, I didn't feel comfortable leaving her sleeping inside when I couldn't hear her over the roar of the lawnmower and we had so much stuff going on with her already it was worth the money to not have to worry about it. 

Now, after Tera's Christmas miracle haul, we're left wondering, where does all this crap go? So we literally moved furniture and bought a large storage bin that we could move throughout the house with her stuff.  Our next task is style.  Tom and I both prefer a cozy, uncluttered, slightly out of the norm kind of decorating style.  For example, my bathroom and our bedroom have multiple posters of pinups from the 50's and 60's.  We just love the era and the look and nobody is naked so that's what we chose.  Our latest project is our living room.  We need new chairs, a large picture for the wall, and to eliminate two large, but very classic speakers.  Tom loves them, but they take up a lot of space and he even more than I, wants to replace them with new wall mounted speakers.  This being Tom's area of expertise and a favorite hobby of his, means they of course are not cheap replacements (though not by far the most expensive thing he's chosen).  So we go back and forth, spend the money and free up room or save for a while? This is also the case with a new wall mounted microwave and replacing a computer that makes us both crazy.

And so we ponder.  In the meantime, I continue cleaning stuff out and creating new piles of garbage and give away and leaving each completed room with a sense of ahhhhhh...

Monday, December 26, 2011

Day 26

What a great day.  We had to take Tera to the endocrinologist for a follow up and he said everything looks great.  We go back in four months, she continues her pill, and we cross another concern off our immediate list.  Then we headed over to the mall, picked up a few tshirts for Tera at Baby Gap (one girl shirt and two boys because how is a plain blue and gray shirt really designated as boy?), picked up our 50% off calendars and headed home to make space for all of Tera's "stuff". 

It was productive yet restful today complete with movie watching and internet surfing.  I do have to say, one of the hardest parts of my day is when I check on Tera after she's fallen asleep.  She's so incredibly peaceful and snuggly looking that I just want to scoop her up and never let her go.  I love standing above her and listening to her breathe and knowing she's sleeping so soundly.  But then I remember why I'm truly happy listening to her sleep soundly and it's because I can also go to bed and hopefully do the same.

I think based on how exhausted I am and have been that I really need to try and simplify things next year for the holidays. I probably think the same thing to myself every year, but I figure this year and in future years, it would probably really be a good idea.  Now, if I could just figure out a way to do that...

Off to bed for me, being at home is exhausting!

Day 24/25 (both too late)

Ok, I know I've not been as successful as I hoped in my 31 days of December blogging, but it was close to impossible to do the last 2 days so here goes. 

It was a good, but crazy two days around here.  Christmas eve day I spend most of the day cleaning and preparing the breakfast I was making for Christmas morning.  Although I did relax a bit in the morning which was nice.  Then for Christmas eve we go to Tom's parents with all of his family.  Because Tera's bedtime is usually around 7 and they were having everyone over at 6:30, we tried to squeeze in an extra nap so she could stay up a little longer.  Well apparently she was just way to excited about her new gifts and all of the EXTRA attention, because she didn't go to sleep until almost 10!

Christmas morning she woke up at 5:30 which isn't that bad for me because I usually can't sleep on Christmas morning anyway and now she's just a good excuse for us to have to get up.  Tom and I didn't get her much because we knew everyone else would but she loved what we got her and then he and I were able to exchange gifts.  She just loved being in the middle of all the paper.  Then my inlaws came over and we did gifts with them and they were able to give Tera all her presents.  It was so much fun being able to watch her open her presents (with help), but then really actually seem to enjoy everything.  I wasn't sure how much she'd really be aware of everything but she would start to play with one toy as soon as it was opened and then as soon as she got the next one, play with that one.  I have to say, the family did pretty well in not going TOO crazy and they really did pick out a lot of things her therapists had recommended so I know they will all be excited when she has her next sessions.  Once Tera went down for her nap, we had breakfast, said our goodbyes, and then we got ready to start the rest of our day.

We always go to to our best friend's parents house before we go to my mom's because it's right down the street from her (we all grew up together).  Tera of course got more gifts there and we really enjoy being able to go because to us it's just another part of our family.  They adore Tera and Tom and I always manage to eat too much.

From there we went to my mom's and unfortunately by the time we got there, she was getting tired but not wanting to go to sleep.  This made for a hectic arrival because we had to try and put her down right away and then try and get her to go to sleep.  She also unfortunately only slept for about 30 minutes when she should have been closer to an hour at least since her morning nap also wasn't long.  This led to an over an hour hysterical crying fit which turned out to be a combination of still being tired, and another constipation issue.  Not to get to graphic here, but one of the more unfortunate things she's either inherited or suffers from as a result of the DS, is tummy troubles.  This was one of those days and she was in a lot of pain for a while.  Tom and I were trying everything and FINALLY, she felt better, but it had literally been pretty much an hour straight of screaming crying from my good natured little sweetheart.  Once that had passsed, she was in a better mood and could finally open her presents.  I have to say, one of the best parts of the two days was seeing how excited everyone else was to watch her open her gifts. 

So today we got into post-Christmas mode.  When we got home last night and put her to bed, Tom and I tackled the project of unloading the car and then sorting through the mountain (that's not an understatement) of gifts she had received and trying to put stuff at least in the right areas.  We have an endocrinologist checkup this morning so I'll try and post an update tonight.  But the really hard part is knowing that my break is already half over.  I really need to focus on relaxing this week and not worrying about that or I'll make myself an anxious wreck.  I still need to maintain my goal of remembering what's important and this week it's the fact that I have a whole week off with not only Tera, but Tom too! That hasn't happened since she was born and that was a slightly more stressful situation.  We're both looking forward to visiting my sister and brother in law in Springfield this week for a few days so we are forced to relax.  So I will end this morning's post (I'm really going to try and post again tonight to catch up) with one of Tom's favorite quotes that he had put on a frame for me:
"Enjoy every sandwich"

This is from before Christmas, but I haven't had time to upload the other ones yet. They're coming...

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Day 23 (late)

Yes I seem to have forgottten again.  My intention was to post yesterday afternoon to avoid this very thing, but alas, I got caught up in watching Rudolph and playing with Tera (a pretty good excuse I think).

Yesterday was a very reflective day for me.  When I was home with Tera on maternity leave, my favorite time of the day with her was right when she woke up.  I'd feed her and then we'd just play in bed for a while.  I was really looking forward to being able to do this again and I still enjoy it just as much.  But while we were playing yesterday, she'd have periods where she would just lay against me and watch whatever I had on tv (yesterday was Tangled), and I couldn't help but tear up at the thought of how amazing it is that she is here.  I understand life is created all the time, but it's really amazing to think that you yourself had a part of it.  So yes I was a weepy mess yesterday morning and I cried, for the first time in a long time, over what it means to have her.  They weren't the same tears that I cried back in February or March over what I knew was going to be a difficult journey and how scared I was at that time about the future.  Yesterday's tears were more reassuring because I can see now what she's already capable of doing and how much joy she gets out things.  I know that she's not really delayed right now and that her therapists are thrilled with her progress and ability to do things.  I know that she recognizes the cat and dog and that she literally squeals in delight when she can see them (and pet them but we try and keep that to a minimum until she learns petting isn't pulling hair and ears).  I know she feels safe and secure when I hold her and that she knows her dad will always be there to make her laugh and be silly with her.  She knows she will be smothered in kisses when her grandmas and aunts see her, and she knows how to give big wet sloppy kisses right back. 

So yesterday my biggest joy was taking pure joy in Tera.  In all that she is and all that she's accomplished.  Oh yeah, and she sat with Santa and all the people around us in line told us how cute she is :)

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Day 22

3 more days... Not that I'm excited or anything.  Today Tera's 1st Christmas ornament arrived, which is pretty amazing considering I just ordered it last Sunday.  I've been so hung up on wanting to pick the perfect 1st Christmas ornament from us (she has several already from other people), that I had completely forgotten to look and it just dawned on me last Sunday that she still didn't have one! So I found an adorable one on Etsy, was able to get it personalized, and it arrived today.  However, she still doesn't have a stocking at home.  Because I was also determined to find a stocking that I liked, not necessarily an easy or fast one, and hence she'll hopefully have it for next Christmas.  Along with the birth record I'm still working on...

I still can't get over how exhausted I am every night considering I'm not working this week, but I guess when I still get up at the same time (Tera doesn't care to sleep past 5:30, and that's if I'm lucky) and actually manage to workout and then run around like a crazy person, it'll wear a person down. 

Tomorrow we have no appointments and we're going to try and visit Santa with Yia Yia; two days before Christmas, at the mall, mid morning, should definitely be interesting...Then it should just be a relaxing afternoon watching Christmas movies and playing.  Tomorrow night we have dinner with Tom's cousins who we haven't seen in a while and I'm looking forward to visiting with. 

Tomorrow is also Tom's last day of work for the year.  He's off all next week and I'm soooo looking forward to it because it will be the most amount of time we'll have been able to spend together since Tera was born.  It's so fun to watch Tera be so much more aware of when we are around and it's so obvious how excited she gets when Tom gets home from work.  Even today when I took her to the chiropractor, the doctor's assistant was holding her and I was standing right there and she put her hands out to me as if to say, "Hey mom, if you're just standing there, why aren't you holding me?"  There are so many things that I thought about being excited for when she was little that are now happening and because they happen so gradually, I almost don't notice that she wasn't doing them before. 

Just one of so many ways she's growing up too fast!
More paper eating shots...

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Day 21

Success today!

I did in fact accomplish much of what I set out to do today.  Tera had a great morning at school while I was able to work out (day 2 this week!) and get a much anticipated manicure and pedicure.  Then she got to play with her speech therapist and took a nap while I got stuff done. 

The best part of the day was when she woke up though.  I brought her downstairs to play while I wrapped presents (or at least started; I apparently only have one roll of wrapping paper) and we watched White Christmas.  She decided to "help" me wrap by eating the pieces of paper that were leftover.  I probably could have gotten more wrapped, but I of course had to keep stopping to play with her.  These are the best moments for me because it's when I really get to enjoy my little girl. 

I think I'm making headway on my list though and hopefully tomorrow morning I'll be able to knock out a few of the return trips I have to make for things I've forgotten.  And, with any luck, some of the packages I'm still waiting on will arrive and I can cross some more off my list.  Then Friday, we go to see Santa. 

I'm still in a precarious emotional state right now though because I LOVE Christmas. I love the build up, but I hate when it's over.  So every year I try not to get too excited or anxious about its arrival because I don't want it to fly by and I feel that even more so this year.  See last year, it was more manageable because I knew my little girl would arrive not too long after Christmas and so it was ok when it was over because something even more exciting was coming.  But this year, it's so special because it's our first one with Tera, and then when it's gone, her first birthday will be here before I know it and I'm not sure I'm ready for that.  I'm not sure how many moms, or any parent really, feel this way as opposed to being so excited for it.  I just feel like the past 10 months have gone by so quickly and we've had so much going on during them that I just don't know that I'm ready to accept year one will be over soon.  Yes I'm aware I can't do anything to stop it, but that doesn't make it any easier.  What does make it easier is that she is doing so well right now.  I can't believe how much she changes in such short amounts of time lately.  She's so incredibly aware of everything around her and she recognizes people, has preferences for toys, plays by herself, and absolutely LOVES our cat and dog.  Even small things like knowing what to do with toys and becoming aware of what she's capable of doing are amazing to watch. 

Ok, so today I'm grateful for some truly quality time with Tera.  Now off to check on my husband and his recuperation from having a wisdom tooth pulled.  Somebody needs to call the tooth fairy tonight...

Day 20 (a few hours late)

So last night was the first night I forgot to write.  And by the time I was in bed and remembered, I definitely was not going to get back up again.  So here I am.  It's 5:20 am and my daughter has decided to wake up at 4:40, play in her crib, and then fall back asleep.  I of course realized she had fallen back asleep after already getting up.  So, why not be productive right?

The worst part of forgetting to post last night was that it should have been an important one in relation to my goal for this month: not losing sight of what's important.  It was important because things are beginning to get in the way of that goal.  I had a ton of errands to run yesterday and my mother-in-law was wonderful enough to take Tera for the whole day so I could do them. This of course meant venturing out into the public 5 days before Christmas.  This may have been a mistake and is a fantastic reminder of why I do most of my shopping online. 

I actually love to shop.  But I do not love to shop at this time of year.  Because people just plain irritate me.  The first example is when I got to the mall.  A man was standing next to his car loading stuff in with his kid sitting in a stroller next to the car.  Now, as a new parent, I can vouch for how long a process this could be between putting the items in car, then the kid, then the stroller.  But this dumb schmuck decided they just had to have that parking space and was waiting.  The parking was nowhere near full and really, they would have just had to go about halfway down the aisle to get plenty of spaces, but no, they were going to wait for that one.  I looked at them several times in hopes that my look of disbelief would encourage them to reconsider their laziness. 

Then I get in the mall.  Oh boy.  I knew where I had to go and in those places it wasn't awful, but it's just the way people act in public.  Like when you're looking at something and have no concept that there may just be other people that have to get around you.  I'm not kidding, I'm just no good in public, people make me nuts.

So after my day out, I of course got home and had to reassess my gift situation and came to realize I had forgotten/screwed up two important things (three if you count the fact that I misspelled "family" on some custom cards, who the hell does that?) and was stressed all over again.  And it occurred to me again, that I was losing sight of things.

So today, here is my goal: I feed my (still sleeping, by the way) little girl, pack up her and my gym bag, drop her off at school, go workout, and get a manicure/pedicure.  Then I pick her up for speech therapy, she naps, and I wrap presents and make spaghetti sauce.  And while I'm wrapping presents, when she inevitably wakes up after only about a half hour or 45 minutes, we'll watch Christmas movies together while she plays and I hopefully continue to wrap (with some help from her I'm guessing).

I'll post again tonight to see how my well planned day turned out...

Monday, December 19, 2011

Day 19

Today I took Tera to visit Tom at work which really means I took her there for all his people to ogle and ooh and ahh over her.  Now let me just tell you how Tera reacts in front of a crowd: she's a ham.  It's like the kid knows she's on display and just turns on the charm.  We get her in front of a group of people and she starts smiling and clapping and of course they just eat it up.  She was such a good girl and it's always fun to show her off; especially when she she's so social. 

I was also finally able to make to the gym.  This was bittersweet for me because it's another reminder how far I am from where I was.  Things that I used to be able to fly through, is now so much more of a struggle.  And the most frustrating part of the whole thing is that I had to work SO hard to get to where I was before and now I have to do it all over again; with far less time and energy to do it.  I'm under the delusion that I'll be able to reach my former abilities any time soon, it took me months and months to get there before.  But it's just so hard to think about how long it will take me again and how hard the process will be.  At this point I'm not even trying to weight train because at one time a week at best it doesn't seem worth it to do one muscle group once a week once every few weeks. 

Bottom line: I did make it to the gym today.  I managed 30 minutes on the stairs and then 15 of abs (of which I'm sure I will seriously regret tomorrow) and I'm proud of myself for doing that.  I knew when I did it the last time it wouldn't be easy and I still made it to my first figure show.  I will try and stay positive and do the best I can (blah blah blah, so after school special of me). 
The best reason I can think of for having lost my hard earned muscles...

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Day 18

So I realized that I promised to give an update on Tera's health yesterday and then completely forgot.  So here goes...

As a result of 4 failed hearing tests, we are scheduling tubes to be put in her ears.  When I say she failed four hearing tests, I mean that while she was able to respond appropriately to sounds, all four tympanograms that she's had have come back completely flat which means that she either has fluid or a blockage in ear.  After her most recent test, we consulted with her ENT and we've decided to just go ahead and do the procedure.  He supports the decision and his personal opinion is that typically with kids that have developmental delays, he tries not to push it off any farther than he has to in order to avoid any additional delays.  It's a minor procedure that should only take about 15-20 minutes but they do have to put her under.  We asked that as long as she is under that they do an endoscopy to check for reflux or any other issues she may have in her throat. 

While neither one of us is excited about having her under anesthesia, we know this is the right thing to do so that she doesn't have any additional reasons to be delayed in speech.  We know that the fluid is there whether she's congested or not, so if she still can't hear well even when she's not sick, when will it get better? We'd rather not wait and see so I'll be calling tomorrow morning to try and schedule it.  The doctor gave us the option of either Evanston Hospital or Children's Memorial in Chicago and I think we'll be opting for Children's just because of her heart condition I feel a little better about being there. 

So that's her ear situation.  Hopefully by tomorrow I'll have some answers about when the procedure will take place and we can anticipate our already VERY vocal little girl possibly becoming even more verbal...

I think that's the big stuff for right now.  We had a possible hernia scare earlier this week but it was a false alarm and all GI issues seemed somewhat resolved for the time being. 

Right now, I'm grateful I don't have to go to work tomorrow.  I have a workout and grocery shopping planned and then the little one and I are going to visit her dad at work.  Bedtime...

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Day 17

Today was a FABULOUS first day off, and there was nothing particularly special I did, it's more what I didn't have to worry about doing.  Tera slept until 5:30 (I know "until" is funny when associated with 5:30 am, but she's been inclined towards 4:30 on the weekends lately...) and after she ate, I took her downstairs to play while Tom slept.  My wonderful husband picked up coffee for me which I was able to enjoy while she had therapy (and a great session at that).  Then my two husbands (yes I'm officially married to Tom, but he and Tim were kind of a package) spent the day slaving over my remote start that Tim and Katie were gracious enough to buy me for Christmas last year so Tera wouldn't be cold.  Just one more example of how she's been spoiled since well before she was born...

One of the key parts of my day though was when Tera was nice enough to nap for two whole hours this morning which left me wondering what to do with myself.  I had finished our Christmas cards last night and while I had stuff to do, I didn't have to race around trying to get it all done because I actually have time for a little while.  I got a few things done, didn't feel rushed, and was able to shower before she woke up.  Then we got to go to Caboose for lunch with Tim and then Tera and I took a run to Babies R Us for a fabulous deal on diapers (and maybe a few clothes for Tera, shhhhh).  I know, my level of excitement for diapers is higher than I ever imagined it could be.  I used to get this excited over sales at Express and DSW...

When we got home she just played on the floor.  There was no rush to my day, no stress, it was productive but not tiring, and I got to spend most of the day with my girl.  I even managed to get a few pictures this morning, because you know, we don't have enough.  So today I'm grateful for being a working mom because otherwise I don't think I would have enjoyed today nearly as much.  I have to admit, being at work 8+ hours a day makes me appreciate the time I have at home so much more.  And right now I have time to write this before we go to dinner with Mike and Cathy to celebrate the end of Mike's radiation!!!! I truly do have so much to be grateful for this holiday and I'm looking forward to the next two weeks of being able to see my family, spend time with Tom and Tera, knock a few things off my long term project list, visit Santa, squeeze in a few workouts, get a manicure/pedicure, take Tera down to Springfield to visit with her AC and Unkie Joji, and of course, Tera's first Christmas.  Hmm, maybe two weeks isn't enough...

As promised, here are some pictures from last night's show...



She was really quite a big fan of eating her tutu...

Here's Tera and Harper ringing (and eating) the bells

Friday, December 16, 2011

Day 16

Today I could not be more grateful that I do not have to go to school on Monday.  Or Tuesday, or Wednesday... The kids were a little out of control today and I'm just so thankful we all have a chance to recuperate from each other for the next two weeks.

But the best part of today was seeing Tera in her first holiday show at Montessori.  She did in fact wear her new Christmas tutu and leg warmers and oh boy did she look too cute! They had the infants and 2 year olds come out first and they did a few little songs complete with Tera and Harper ringing (or more accurately eating) bells.  Then they brought out the 3 year olds and I can't even explain how adorable it was to watch them all sing the same song, but each at their own pace so you had no idea what they were singing.  I can't wait until Tera will be a part of that.  Then they had the much more sophisticated 5 and 6 year olds perform and they were spectacular.  It was a fabulous show and although the pictures of the show itself didn't turn out great, we did get some good ones before I took her.  And I will have to upload those tomorrow because it's 11:30 and I just finished a crazy amount of Christmas cards and am in desperate need of sleep. 

On tomorrow's blogging agenda: Tera's health updates and pictures from tonight's show.  I promise.  Good night all.

The card that started them all...

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Day 15

Today I am thankful for many things.  One of those things is not my computer which seems to have developed a bit of an attitude when it comes to booting up, but that's another story.  I also lost my flash drive which contained a final exam on it and one of my friends found it, which was a HUGE relief! I spent almost one whole class period looking back and forth for this damn thing and worrying about the possibility that one of a 135 students out of a total 2,500 students that might be an Honors Geometry student would find it and have the final exam at their disposal (not the answers, but the questions).  But alas, it has been recovered.  Then I lost my Sam's card/credit card while at Sam's and either a good Samaritan or responsible employee was nice enough to bring it back to the service desk so I could pay for my food (no I have no idea how I lost so many things in one day). 

Then I picked up Tera and we got to play together before she went to bed.  Then my computer barfed again and once again I was able to temporarily save it so I could work on getting my Christmas cards out.  I love sending out our Christmas cards because we know so many people look forward to seeing what Tom has created.  It also reminds me how many people we have in our lives to be grateful for.  And this year that list seems to have grown exponentially. I am constantly finding new ways to be grateful for everyone in our lives right now and I can't begin to express my excitement for the holidays.  Obviously I am incredibly excited about Tera's first Christmas (I just bought her official first gift from us today) but I'm also excited for everyone else to be able to enjoy it as well.  They've been excited since before I got pregnant, then last year, they were even more excited.  I can't imagine how amazing this year will be for all of us. 

Now I'm enjoying some popcorn and wine while Tom and I watch the first episode of the Winter Classic behind the scenes show on HBO. Watching the Winter Classic has been an anticipated activity for both of us on New Years Day for several years now.  This year however, since football is on Sunday which is New Years Day, the NHL decided to hold the Winter Classic on Monday January 2.  This pretty much sucks because I am back at school on January 2.  So instead Tera and Tom will enjoy it while I go back to work (not so grateful for that). 

And last, but not least, tomorrow is my last day before break and oh boy do I need it...
Card from last year...

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Day 14


So yesterday was my husband’s birthday.  He used to love his birthday.  In fact, when we first started dating, he had a birthday week.  Yes, the whole week was devoted to his birth and he loved it.  However, because his birthday is in December, and the middle of December at that, it sometimes gets lost in the shuffle of the holidays.  It’s always hard to plan stuff because everyone is so busy and then there’s the weather.  The year he turned 21, there was a snowstorm on his birthday and we couldn’t even go anywhere.  So in the past few years it seems to have lost its appeal for him. 
Now here’s the hard part for me.  Tom always does a fabulous job with my birthday.  Two years in a row he did an amazing dinner party (yes he cooked and it was out of this world) or he’s taken me somewhere or I get a spa treatment.  It’s always very special and he always does and/or spends more than he should.  But I’m not complaining…Anyway, when it comes time for his birthday, there is a high level of expectation on my part.  It’s really hard to live up to what he does.  And this year was an epic fail.  I had one of the worst days I’ve had in a while, we had a slight scare thinking Tera might have a hernia which led to an unplanned trip to the doctor, I came home from the doctor to find out our cat had thrown up in 3 places, and we were both exhausted.  On the plus side for him, our fabulous friends picked up sushi and came over for dinner (the only downside being I very unfortunately seem to have lost my taste for sushi, hopefully temporarily, due to a recent episode of food poisoning ).  I then spent the rest of the night making cookies and paying bills.  One hell of a birthday celebration.

 Plus I’m always conflicted with what to give him for Christmas as opposed to his birthday and where it could be an opportunity to get him something really nice and combine the two, how much fun is it to not get anything on either your birthday or Christmas? The dilemmas! Well this year I really dropped the present ball.  He was being unusually difficult in telling me what he wanted this year (everything he wanted was either too expensive or has just bought himself) and I came upon a great deal on a coat, which he’s been wanting.  Here’s my other dilemma.  My husband is 6’6” and you could lose him if he turns sideways he’s so skinny.  This makes for quite the challenge while shopping for clothes.  So I found what I thought was something he’d like, in a size I thought would fit, and it was on sale! Happy days were here again.  Then it arrived.  On his birthday, which made me a little nervous in the days preceding it, and I noticed the package was smaller than I thought it would be for a coat.  So I open it and realize, that what I thought was supposed to be a winter coat, was really more of a fall jacket and to top it all off, when he opened it, it didn’t fit.  Pretty awesome gift , huh? So it’s back to the drawing board.  I’m determined to find this damn coat in a size that will fit him, for a reasonable price, and that will actually keep his usually hypothermic body somewhat warm for the next 4 months or so. 
Back in the day when birthdays were more fun (and moms made cakes that can't be bought in stores)

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Day 13

Too freakin tired tonight.  I'll be thankful for my amazing bed.  Happy birthday to my best friend in the whole world and the most amazing husband and father (yes these are all the same person).  I'm writing two posts tomorrow to make up for this.  Stay tuned...

Monday, December 12, 2011

Day 12

Total cop out today.  Working on the Christmas card which, no matter how hard we try, we're always racing to get done in time.  How does this happen when Tom starts brainstorming in like August??? It's because each year the poor man raises the bar for himself and the expectations at this point are just ridiculous! And now that we have Tera?? I'm not sure that he ever feels he can live up to his past works of art...But hopefully we'll have them ordered by tonight, picked up on Wednesday, addressed over the weekend, and in your mailboxes by next week.  For those of you who are more casual acquaintances (or some of you who I don't really know at all) I will post the picture once I think all of our viewers have received theirs (so as not to ruin the surprise).  Until tomorrow...

The first of the Christmas Star Wars series...(yes there were three all together).

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Day 11-Things that make me go, hmmm...

So there were a few instances this weekend that made me realize that Tera really does know who I am, and that I am in fact someone's (specifically Tera's) mom.  I understand there is a certain element of "duh" involved here, but it was an amazingly wonderful realization to me.  The first instance was when she reached out to me while being held by someone else.  Now, she may have done this before and I didn't notice, but I was definitely aware of it this time and it occurred to me that she wanted me specifically.  She obviously knows who I am because every morning when I pick her up I get a big smile and every day after work when I pick her up from school, she gets all excited to see me.  But this was the first time I knew she had a preference for me.

The second time was on Saturday night and Sunday morning.  My mom watched her so Tom and I could go out for his birthday with some friends.  About 4 hours after we dropped her off, my little sister texted me and said Tera had been crying off and on for about 2 hours and did we have any suggestions for what my mom could do to calm her down.  There was a minor realization on my part when I thought to myself, Tom and I are the experts on our daughter.  No one else in the world knows her like we do and so we went through our list of possibilities and she did eventually fall asleep.  However, this morning when we went to pick her up we found out she'd had a few more rough patches that morning but by the time we got there she was much better.  As soon as I came into the living room at my mom's and Tera saw me, her face just lit up. 

It wasn't until a few hours later when she had partially woken up from napping and was still half asleep, that I picked her up to calm her down and started patting her back and she immediately calmed down and fell back asleep on my shoulder.  It was then that I realized that I, as her mom, have the ability to calm her down like only one other person in the world (that being her dad).  I sat in the rocking chair in her room and thought about the fact that she was really mine and then thought again about how many times that has occurred to me.  Seeing as how I don't have any previous experience in this area, I keep wondering, is there ever going to be a time when it seems real that she's ours? That we created her? And that she's ours forever? I'm not sure. 

I think the best parts of the last 9 months have been when I realize things like this because it makes all the stress, and worry, and pain seem so worth everything.  Somehow this universe worked things out to make her happen and the wonder of that will never cease to amaze me.  And the other thing that never ceases to amaze me? How her cheeks could possibly get more squishy and kissable!!!!

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Day 10

Today was a good day.  We were able to see more of our friends in one day than we usually see in 3 months! I have to say, it could have started a little later than it did though because my darling daughter decided at 4:30 that it was time to get up.  While I didn't relish getting up at that hour on a Saturday, it's pretty hard to be upset with one of the sweetest faces in the world looking at you when you go into her room.  She almost always wakes up happy and it's honestly one of the best parts of my day when I get to see that smile first thing in the morning.  Then we got to spend time with one of my best friends and her husband and kids.  I am so incredibly luck to have this family in my life and they have been among Tera's biggest supporters. 

We were roommates our freshman year in college and when I transferred my sophomore year, neither one of us knew how close we would get through the years.  We visited regularly in college even though we were in different states, I was in her wedding, I counted down the days until she had her twins and visited her in the hospital after she had them.  I stayed with her to help her with the twins and she was one of the first people I told when I got pregnant.  She took my maternity pictures, came to visit us in the hospital, and held my hand when I took her up to visit Tera in the NICU promising me everything would be fine and she would always be there for us and told me how excited she was to take Tera's newborn pictures as soon as she was home, and then took the most beautiful pictures of our little girl.  She has reminded me several times to lean on her when I need to and despite both of our hectic schedules, we always make time to visit with each other's new families. 

Then we dropped Tera off at my mom's so she could get spoiled rotten overnight and we could go out to dinner for Tom's birthday.  Apparently she had a rough couple hours though and that is one of the reasons that it is so hard sometimes to leave her with other people.  I'm never worried about her, I always worry about how she's going to be and how much work she'll be.  She's usually such a good baby but every kid has their days and apparently this was one of them for her.  She was so good all day long but didn't really get a good nap in during the afternoon and I think that was the downfall.  So of course I'll feel awful when we pick her up tomorrow morning and my mom will tell me it's fine that she was just worried about her and I'll still feel bad, but I've come to find out guilt is pretty much built into parenthood and so I'll just have to figure out a way to live with it. 

But while Tera was testing my mom's abilities to soothe an unhappy baby, we were able to enjoy a nice lesiurely meal with friends.  One of the best parts of almost all of our friends right now is that we all had kids at almost exactly the same time so they're all within a few months of each other.  While this can be viewed as difficult, especially when attempting to plan a night out, it's also comforting to know that everyone is experiencing the same things around the same time.  We're able to share in our joys and concerns, happiness and exhaustion, and it's one more thing to bring us closer together. 

So tonight I'm grateful for fabulous friends and a mom who loves her granddaughter very much...


Friday, December 9, 2011

Day 9-Ahhh, Friday at last


Today I’m grateful for Fridays.  It has been a long week and I’m looking forward to the weekend.  I get to see one of my best friends and her beautiful kids and fabulous husband tomorrow morning, we’re going out to dinner Saturday night, and hopefully sleeping in on Sunday morning while Tera gets spoiled rotten by my mom.  And then, it’s only 5 more days…

In those 5 days however, I have 3 meetings and a hearing test for Tera after which we may have to decide whether she's getting tubes in her ears.  Not sure if that will make the week go by faster or slower. 

I still have made no further progress on Tera’s stocking, I’m working on several Christmas presents, and I still have to order, address, and mail Christmas cards, but it’s ok because it’s not worth it if I get stressed about it right? I’ll just keep telling myself that…

These have been rather short and sweet lately, maybe I’m due for a long winded introspection one of these upcoming days.  Or maybe I’ll just keep them short and sweet so I have time to write them, and you have time to read them.  In my dear sister’s words, keep it real dog and Happy Friday!
A little blurry, but here's Tera and 2 of her best buds Charlie and Harper rocking their jammies at my office Christmas party tonight.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Day 8- Bring back Community!

It is with a heavy heart that I write about what might be the last episode of a classic television show in the Theodore household.  Tom and I are not typically huge fans of network tv shows; we prefer the violent, not so edited, living on the edge series on movie channels such as HBO and Showtime (and more recently Walking Dead on AMC and American Horror on FX).  Now, I do have to say, MY favorite show is actually on FOX.  I love me some Bones and it's one of the only shows I actually try to watch on the actual night it airs (gotta love DVR's). 

We are still fairly consistent watchers of The Office, but while Dwight and Jim almost always still elicit a good chuckle, it's not as good as it used to be.  And speaking of chuckles, we're late comers to the show Chuck, but do enjoy the comedic view of undercover spies. 

But the show that has inspired this post tonight, is none other than Community.  I will grant you, you have to have a slightly twisted sense of humor to truly enjoy all the quirkiness that is Troy, Abed, Shirley, Jeff, Annie, Brita, Pierce, Chang, Dean, and even Starburns, Leonard, and PopPop.  So I beg you all, do not let this bizarre, hilarious, highly quotable television show disappear! Don't let the reality shows about hoarders, animal hoarders, couch cushion hoarders (if it's not a show yet, it will be soon), bad singers, no talent performers, and pawn shop owners take over the media! Stand up for good comedy and bring back Community!

And before you ask how this relates to my theme of appreciating what I have this month, it's that I appreciate good comedy.  Something other than the cookie cutter television show where you can predict exactly when they're going to jump the shark or do a run of the mill drug addiction or teen pregnancy scare serious episode.  So today I appreciate good television as we just finished watching the Christmas episode of Community before it goes on possibly indefinite hiatus and before I go up to bed to watch Bones.  Good night all (and oh yeah, go back and find some Community episodes to watch, few things are funnier than Troy and Abed in the morning!)

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Day 7

Too busy trying to Christmas shop tonight to be witty or insightful.  Today I am grateful as always for some fabulous coworkers who never fail to make me smile and laugh out loud.  And for good friends who are always up for going out for dinner. 

But above all else, the reason I don't have much time to write tonight is because I am in a position to be able to Christmas shop in the first place.  Not everyone is as fortunate and I always try and remember that to put things in perspective.  I buy things at this time of year because I want to, not because I have to, and I want to be able to show the people in my life just how special and meaningful they are to me. 

So happy shopping to all and to all a good night.  And Amazon, here I come...

My favorite elf wearing my favorite pair of holiday jammies.  You'll probably see her in these in pictures a LOT, but is it hard to see why?

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Day 6

One of the interesting things that happens around the holidays is that everyone, it seems, is in extra need of things.  There are more donation requests in the mail, email, online, etc.  And I must admit, I am a sucker for most of them.  Make no mistake, with Tera in daycare and all the additional costs associated with her, we’re by no means looking for ways to part with cash.  But this time of year always seems to make me, and probably millions of other people, feel so much more charitable. It’s one of the times of the year that I am definitely more aware of what I have and how lucky I am and I want to be able to share that with others that are in need. 

Tom and I have always tried to donate when we can to organizations our friends and family support, in part because we have asked the same thing when we did the Avon Walk, when we do the ALS Walk, and most especially this year when we did the walk for Gigi’s Playhouse.  But it’s about more than feeling like we should.  It’s about recognizing that there are organizations out there that do amazing things that help families in ways we could never imagine, except that this year I think we can imagine.  The money we helped raise (with the support of so many of you) has helped Gigi’s Playhouse which has been wonderfully supportive and helpful in these past 9 months with Tera and I’m so grateful that they are able to provide that support to other people as well. 

So yes, when it seems like I’m constantly asking Tom around this time of year, “How much do we want to give?” or usually more like saying, “By the way, I donated $____ to _____” and he just shrugs and says, “Ok, whatever you want” it’s because I am and he does and we will continue to do just that.  Because this month, for me, is all about remembering what I have in my life and appreciating that. 
My little family at the walk for Gigi's Playhouse this past June

Monday, December 5, 2011

Day 5

So when I woke up this morning I thought to myself, I just need to make it through the next two weeks.  And then on my way to work I had two realizations.  One, is if I want to make it through the next two weeks, I can't look at the situation the way I currently am.  Two, was the realization as to why I'm looking at my job the way I am lately and why I wish I was more excited to go to work each day and it's this: every day is a fight.  I'm not talking about fist fights, though we do have our share of those.  I'm talking about the fight to get them to do their homework, the fight to get them to stop talking, the fight to get them to pay attention, the fight to get them to do their homework, the fight to get them to study for a test, the fight to get them to understand the material, and the hardest one, the fight to get them to care. 

I understand that my lamenting the next the two weeks may fall upon deaf ears if you're not an educator who has the luxury of getting off an extended amount of time around the holidays.  I understand all too well how much it sucks to not have that time off because I'm the only one in my family (one of a few in Tom's family) who is a teacher, everyone else has to work most of that time.  So I'm not saying that I don't understand how you too may be counting down the days until whatever time you may have off (or none at all) finally comes.  But what I am saying is it's really hard to stay positive about your career when it's all about fighting.  I think it may have taken me 10 years to really nail down what it is that wears me down around this time of year and it's because I've just spent the past 4 months fighting with around 180 teenagers 5 days a week. 

I do definitely have some perks (and I'm not talking about the time off because as I will say over and over again, while it's nice to have summers and holidays off, it's not why I do my job).  The number one perk is probably having my former students come back and visit around this time of year.  Many times, the first semester or year at college reminds students about the relationships they formed in high school with teachers that they probably don't have their freshmen year in college.  I've had two fabulous advisories in the past 8 years and the relationship I have with many of those kids is unlike anything I thought could happen in teaching and is the one thing that keeps me hanging on sometimes. 

So I will maintain the witty motto I established at the beginning of this year "Positive, not peppy, but positive" and look forward to seeing those familiar faces.  And then of course, I have two of my other favorite faces to look at when I get home.  Because let me tell you, 10 minutes with my Stink when I got home erased much of my doubt from the day. 

Daddy and Daughter sporting their Pantera shirts...

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Day 4-Stay home Sunday

So my new favorite thing is called, "Stay home Sunday".  We've had the glorious opportunity to spend several of the past Sundays at home ALL DAY.  I wouldn't call them lazy Sundays necessarily; in fact, last Sunday we actually worked all day, but without leaving the house.  I get to enjoy my coffee at home, I get stuff done, and I get to fully enjoy my husband and daughter.  My new goal is try and make this happen as often as possible.  I'm not sure that during the warmer months this will have the same appeal, but last Sunday and today were the perfect day for not even wanting to leave and I enjoyed smelling my candles burning, my tree lit (and now decorated), and all of the coziness and warmth we've spent years trying to establish in our home. 

So now I have a clean house, a decorated tree, almost all clean laundry, a lunch ready, a sleeping baby, and a glass of wine.  Do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Day 3

Short and sweet:

Had a fabulous day with my mom and sisters (well 2 of the three, and missing the third like crazy right now).  This why I love this month.  It always reminds me what I'm lucky to have and these three are pretty integral to that (and so is the 4th and again, missing her like crazy). 



I can't wait for Tera to truly be able to join this amazing group of women I have the privelege of calling mom and sister. 

Friday, December 2, 2011

Day 2 Love and Marriage

Tonight I finally had some time to go through a stack of catalogs that have been piling up during this holiday season and in the stack I found the most recent newsletter from NADS (National Association for Down Syndrome).  On the front page was an article about a young married couple, both of whom have DS.  To be very honest, which I try to be here, this is probably one of the topics that made me cry the most during the first 6 months after Tera was born.  Don't get me wrong, if you are looking, and maybe even if you aren't, you will find plenty of stories about young adults with DS that are getting or have gotten married. But you know it's not the norm because it's still "news" when it happens.  This was probably one of the harder aspects of having a surprise diagnosis because how could I not think about one day watching Tom walk our daughter down the aisle once we found out she was in fact a girl.  I'm not saying it filled my every waking moment, but it was definitely one of the things I dreamt about experiencing during those countless nights when sleep was eluding me.  And yet as soon as we received her diagnosis, it was one of the first things that I thought might not happen.  However, the more I have read the more I feel like her Dad and Odd-Father will still have to practice their scene from Bad Boys 2 when a boy finally does knock on our door (that poor, poor boy). 

And once again to tie together why I'm doing this little project this month with my thoughts on the future marriage of my still very young 9 month old daughter, it's because I can't imagine my life without my husband.  I won't get all gushy here, but honestly, the relationship I have with him is something I hope she will have the chance to experience.  Marriage is not for everyone, I truly believe that.  Some people are genuinely happy just being on their own, or even being with someone without the formality of marriage.  But I love being married.  It is the only thing I can think of that is tied with Tera's birth as far as the order of importance in my life.  And so as I read the article about how this young couple struggles with many of the same difficulties that anyone else might, I thought to myself, like so many other things with Tera, it's not something I assume will happen, but I also know that the DS will not PREVENT her from experiencing it.  I want her to find a best friend, and love, and know true happiness, and have someone in her life to share all her struggles and successes, sadness and happiness, and laughter and fun.  And if not, that'll be ok, because she'll have family to share those things with too. 

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Here I go again...Day 1


So I’m adding a project to December.  I’m going to attempt to blog each day again in an attempt to not lose sight of what’s important during this month (and maybe to give me an excuse to not have to come up with witty titles for each post).
Last night Tera had her 9 month checkup and I’m still perplexed how 9 months of being pregnant can take so much longer than her actually being alive for 9 months.  How is that possible? So they weigh and measure her and she is 27.5 inches and 17.4 lbs.  This puts her in the 50th percentile for length and the 35th percentile for weight.  This is impressive because I’m pretty sure she’s never made it above the 12th percentile for weight.  What a little chunker…Anyway, we can start any soft foods now and Tom is pretty excited because the doctor is encouraging salmon and one of us, I won’t mention which one, hates salmon and pretty much wants to throw a fit every time she, I mean they, have to eat it because she, I mean they, believe as an adult you shouldn’t have to eat anything you don’t want to anymore, but I digress… We’ll see how fish goes with the little one. 


This has been a rough week what with coming off a three day week and I’m trying not to think about the fact that last week at this time I was home recovering from an amazing meal put on by Tom aka Super Chef.  Add on top of that three different appointments that all started at or after 5:30.  Makes for a LONG week .

Soooo, to redirect and remember why I’m doing this.  I’m really looking forward to finally being able to decorate our tree either tomorrow or Saturday.  I have some pretty exciting plans to sit down with some tea, or wine, on Friday night while Tom is playing hockey and make some serious headway on this stocking for Tera and continue my online Christmas shopping.  And I’m super excited that my sister is coming into town again and I get to see one of my fabulous uncles on Saturday.  I love seeing my family and they obviously just adore Tera so it makes it so much more fun when they get to play with her. 
Tera enjoying some serious play time with AC on Thanksgiving...

And as my husband keeps counting down for me, only 11 more work wakeups till break…