It has been an incredible week for me. As the community Children’s House program we’re working on creating takes shape, I’ve been talking with parents, dreaming, and making plans. I had one meeting this morning that has kept me on the edge of happy tears ever since and I can’t move forward quickly enough. I can’t wait until plans are solid so that I can share more with all of you, but this seems to be a wonderful phase in the evolution of my “big dream” and there seem to be many others who share a dream in line with mine and more than happy to join forces. I know I’m a tease, but I will spill as we go along!
Putting a bit more energy into the (other) things I love seems to make me a much more joyful parent overall, so life in the house has been pretty wonderful, aside from the standard toddler and still somewhat new baby challenges. Elliot
is obsessed with his sister, staring at her constantly, reaching for her hair anytime it bounces by, and even making the same faces she makes at him while interacting with his second best friend, his reflection. He seems to be trying so very hard to talk. He works so hard as he experiments with the different sounds he has learned how to make. He’s also in perpetual motion. I hadn’t realized just how constant his movement was until I had the honor of keeping a friend’s sweet girl while her mama and daddy went out on a date this weekend. She’s just a month older than E, and holding her was so strange, because she just sat there on my hip, smiling, occasionally cooing, and reaching out to touch things but otherwise mostly still. When I changed her diaper, she scarcely moved. Elliot is always kicking his legs and pumping his arms, wiggling and wobbling as though he has somewhere very important to go and he just can’t quite work out how to get there. If I put him on his back, he literally does crunches trying to sit up. He loves to play with his toes, and with anything else he can get a hold of. His fist is in his mouth anytime his hands are free, so I suspect it’s only a matter of time before the first tooth erupts.
When we moved into this house, it had been quite some time since Annabelle had really cared that she had a room of her own, so we were in no hurry to set one up for her in the new house. She slept with us and she preferred to play mostly where we were, which was usually the living room or the kitchen, so all of the rooms in our house were used equally by all of us. All the same, something has been telling me it may be a good idea for her to have a room all her own again. Then she woke up Friday night due to a wet bed and the daddy tried to bring her into bed with us, but she asked to go sleep in the guest room instead. This made me certain it was time, so on Saturday we moved the guest bed elsewhere and replaced it with Annabelle’s bed, where she has been sleeping happily ever since. Before the new room, long stretches of time at home had become a bit of a challenge unless I offered some exciting and novel activity, but now that she has a space to call her own she’s happy for hours at a time playing with her “friends” (animal models) and simply enjoying her space. I suspect it will be even more special when we get it decorated to her liking. I feel a bit silly for not having thought to create her special space even sooner – it is clearly just what she needed. She gets herself dressed every morning while I’m getting around and comes out excited to show me what she has put on.
We have also gotten serious about setting aside special time for mommy dates and daddy dates, which is good fun for all. This weekend, Annabelle went out to lunch with her daddy and on an outing to the park with me. I’m already thinking about what we can do for our next one!
Do you have scheduled one-on-one time with your children? Do they have their own bedrooms, or share with another family member? Tell me about any of this, or just tell me all about your week – I truly would love to hear! Linky is at the bottom of the post.