Thursday, January 24, 2008

Sick Babies

I've spent the last three days nursing my little ones back to health. Actually, Frannie got sick first and then Adam so at least they took turns. Little Adam has had a big goopy nose and lots of couging and congestion. He hasn't been able to sleep well at all. I am so glad that I still have my milk because he wants to nurse all of the time and will refuse the bottle. I'm glad because I've been worried about my supply anyways, so it is good that he's had so much nursing time. It seems he is often in too big a hurry to want to wait for my letdown and will arch his back and turn away. But being that he's sick, he'll snuggle in and wait.

Another thing I am extremely grateful for is that I don't have an outside job. I am so glad I do not have to call some boss and explain why I need to take the days off. I don't need to prepare sub plans. I don't have 150 students to worry about. All I have to do is just worry about my baby and that's it. I'm so lucky for that.

I've been spending much of my time either holding Adam as I walk around and do my other chores and take care of Fran, or he's been laying on my chest while I rock him in our recliner. Rock rock rock rock. I don't spend too much time usually just sitting and rocking, so in a way it was nice. I got the chance to read a book and didn't feel guilty about it.

Frannie has pretty much been playing with her toys. I've done some play-doh with her, but for the most part she's just been pretending and stuff. I can hear her chatting to her dolls. I'm glad she's like that. She still has heavy congestion, but she's acting normally, so I know she's ok.

Anyways, today is looking much better. Adam still has a his snotty nose, but he was back to jumpy jump jump jumping on my legs this morning so I know he's feeling much better. He hasn't jumped in the last three days!! That is not like my Adam! So he found his jump, there is a small break in the rain, and I think I'm going to take this opportunity to head over to Trader Joes.

Thursday, January 10, 2008


I've been thinking more and more about homeschooling the kids. I've actually been thinking about it for quite awhile. Maybe it has been on my mind especially recently because a few of my friends have started enrolling their little ones in preschool. I don't have a problem with preschool, it's just the fact that I see others doing it that gets me thinking about school in general.

Apparently the elementary school where we live is very good so I need to investigate it.

Fran is only 3 so I don't have to worry about anything just yet.

I really like all the freedom I have with the kids at this time of life. Sometimes I think about what life will be like when she starts going to school and it just seems unpleasant to me for some reason. Up early, she's gone. Pick her up. Take her to a dance class. Fix dinner. Do worksheets and reading. Bathtime. Bedtime. Since they now have full-day kindergarten she'll be gone for much of the day. I want her to be in some activity, but then when do we just have down-time as a family to do nothing? Does life just become rush-rush-rush once she starts school? When I talk to my friends who have their kids in school, that is what it seems like.

Anyways, I want to do what is best for her and for all my children and family in general. I want her to get a good academic education. Sometimes I am frustrated knowing how much time is wasted in the traditional classroom. But knowing all this, I also know that there are some great teachers out there who have been doing their jobs for many years and who are inspiring and extremely knowledgable. So by pulling her out of regular school, the kids are stuck with me all the time and don't have the benefit from learning from other instructors.

It feels like no matter what decision I make I am giving up something that I view as being pretty important.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Goodnight Stick

Lately Fran has been calling me strange names when she says goodnight. For the past three evenings after I tuck her in and give her a hug she squeezes my neck really hard and says "Goodnight Stick!" I always say "What? Goodnight Stick? You're a stick! Goodnight Stick!" And she laughs her head off and I tickle her. Tonight was a little bit different. Tonight she squeezed my neck and said "Goodnight Tape." What a nut.