February 11, 2009

Growing Up

Oliver will be 2 next month and Sam writes his name (Mom,Dad, cat, red, dog and pan . Lucy is 12 now and she has diabetes and I think she's heading downhill. My grandfather has passed away recently and wrinkles are popping out everywhere. As much as my mind always seems to tell me that I am in my mid 20s, all the signs seem to say we are all growing up. Sam, who loves and wants to be Peter Pan, says that he doesn't want to grow up. He says he will turn 5, but it's not growing up it's getting bigger. Our 92 year old neighbor Kitty says that growing older is not for the fainthearted and that's a good way to put it. She is remarkable. She's happy, positive and very with it. She likes to talk politics, the economic crisis and she watches The Office.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think that just because I am 34 and my kids are growing up makes me past my prime, it might just mean I'm no spring chicken. I'm OK with that. We are all lucky to get to grow older. I would hate to be a "fights it every step of the way" person. Winter is over and the weather is warmer and I guess you always notice the time passing when the seasons change.

January 26, 2009

Breaks my heart a little

As we have gone on in our parenting experiment I am seeing more and more how these little kids are so kind that it breaks my heart, in a good way but it is still a little painful. Last night Sam had a strange coughing fit that lasted a couple of minutes, he just couldn't stop. He wasn't hurt or anything he just couldn't stop coughing. We wanted to help him feel better. Joel was feeling kinder than I was at 3:30 am and he went in to hold Sam and decided to sleep on the floor (I really wasn't sure what that was accomplishing but it was a nice idea) So, he went to go and sleep in Sam's room for a little while. Sam loved it and was very excited to host a visitor.

Today he was really excited about it and decided to make his dad a bed. He took the quilt from his bed and laid it on the floor, got a pillow from our bed for the top of the "bed" and he put some books beside it (Monkey Puzzle, My Very Own Name Book, The Gruffalo) and he gave him his Mimi sheep (not the biggest player of the Mimi blankets, but an important one). He showed it to me. Apparently, my bed is still in the other room but if I really wanted to sleep in his room he would make a space for me.

Like I said - so sweet that it breaks and melts your heart.

Sickness

Our family (like most everyone else) has been fighting sickness. Oliver got Croup which is as scary as it sounds. It involved barking like a seal and not being able to breathe with no treatment at all. The croup went away after a few days and left behind this wretched cough. He was just pitiful. He needed to be held all of the time, which made me pretty pitiful too. We were out of commission for over a week and then Sam got sick at the tail end of that.

We have been really fortunate (knock on wood) with sickness so far, of course they've been sick but only for a few days - no prolonged illnesses yet. We've had the occasional ear infection or cough but all in all, they've been pretty healthy. I hate to lay blame, but the YMCA is very germy. They love to go and I love to go and work out, but they get some funky illnesses there. It isn't easy to balance the kids when they're sick and I have a realr espect for parents who have to deal with this in a big way. I am not trying to complain here, just marking an event in our lives. It is silly to say, but the cuddles and they cling that come along with them when tey feel sick, feels kind of nice (for the first couple of days). well, we are out on the other siad and everyone is tip top.