In My Motherhood

Wow! The changing stages of my little family. There's evidence of multiple developmental stages in my home. This morning I listened to Little Red Ruby Riding Hood. I've picked up Men's size 8 running shoes twice (they do NOT belong to my husband). I've had to keep the plunger away from a curious toddler & change at least one stinky diaper. I have to do two loads of darks because when I try to wash all the long jeans together, my machine starts to do a jig.

My children supposedly sleep through the night, but Jacob is inclined to wonder between his bedroom and the couch around 2 a.m. The nights that I hear him running in his half-sleep state worry me. Jessica almost always ends up in our room. We have a "no child sleeping in parents' bed policy," but she tries every time to climb in between us. Jon usually gets up to move her to her make shift bed on our floor. After Jon gets up for the day, Jessica slips into our bed again. She usually snuggles right up to me leaving most of the bed vacant. This is my first alarm clock. The other one beeps about 30 minutes later.

Also, I have started to co-teach an ongoing elementary sex-education class. Another student at school has introduced my son to lots of adult vocabulary. So a couple late nights this past week I've been sitting with my baby and explaining the makings of babies. I don't mind talking with him. In fact, I'd prefer to be his main information source. I'm just saying - motherhood is going to a whole new ballpark for me.

So I finally completed my wall display between the kitchen and family living area. It all came together in the end, but the original plan was adapted. I guess it's good to be flexible. Tell my calves that. Since starting aerobics at the church, my muscles haven't come unclenched.