What I’m Loving
Pitter’s personality at Two:
He’s been such a ray of sunshine the last few weeks (even while traveling to New Jersey to see Sweet Cheek’s family) that it kills me to drop him off at daycare anymore because he’s so darned FUN. He greets me every morning with kisses “on brother,” “for nee-nees” and on my cheeks. He’s now singing the alphabet and twinkle-twinkle on his own and exclaiming “I LIKE that song!” once he’s through. He eats almost anything, his physical coordination is finally at an acceptably-safe level, his temper tantrums are few and short-lived, and 90% of the time he speaks in understandable full sentences. Pretty awesome all around.
Summertime:
Duh. Who doesn’t? Although it rains often in Indiana in the summer, it is sunny when it’s not pouring and we’re cowering beneath major thunderstorms. The ability to play on the back porch, go to a splash park, or spend the morning at a playground with a toddler has immeasurably positive consequences on everyone’s mood. And there’s some kind of fair or outside activity to do every weekend.
What I’m Hating
Pitter’s psychotic nap schedule:
30-50 minutes one day, 3 HOURS the next. I don’t know if I’ll only have time to scarf down lunch and put my legs up for 10 minutes or if I can clean the bathrooms, do an hour of yoga, and take a chunk out of a book. Maddening. Oh, and there’s the super-cranky kid vs. the angel who awakes from these incommensurate naps, too.
3rd trimester pregnancy symptoms:
The morning nausea has returned; I feel like I have 10lbs of pressure on my lungs all the time–and in the middle of the night if I wake up this makes me feel claustrophobic and can spark anxiety attacks; the pretty little spider vein on my leg that Pitter’s pregnancy produced is darkening significantly; I am tired all the time again, can take a nap if I close my eyes for more than 10 minutes and am often falling asleep for the night with Pitter; and, I feel like someone has kicked me in the pubic bone and it aches all the time.
How about you?
3 Comments
June 25, 2008 at 9:37 pm
I’m loving: planning for teaching at the local (academic) summer camp in July, warm and sunny weather–and the occasional summer thunderstorm, my son’s hugs and cuddles. I’m hating: heartburn, insomnia, my insane boss.
June 26, 2008 at 7:59 am
That teaching gig sounds like so much fun. (I forgot to mention the heartburn+unceasing hunger combo myself!)
June 26, 2008 at 11:58 am
Pitter sounds like such a sweetie. He’s going to be a great older bro.