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An open letter to M at 21 months

Dear boy-child,

As I write this you are nursing in my arms, your top hand searching relentlessly for my other nipple, I never dreamed I would be wistful for your sister’s hair pulling. Nipple twisting is a whole other level of torture. That being said, I have loved nursing you for all of these months. You are getting so big, you are so independent, and want to do everything yourself. You are my crazy climber with lots to say. You love your stuffed bear, balls, trains, and Tinker Bell. Others would say you are all boy, but I don’t believe in gender stereotyping, so I say you are all you. As big as you have gotten, right now you seem so little, with your eyes half closed, suckling happily while you twist and stretch in your turtle pajamas.

Tomorrow I am leaving for two nights, to go to my Nana’s funeral. I imagine it is going to be hard on you. I have never left you overnight. I nurse you before you fall asleep, and again in the middle of the night. When you cry, while I am gone, your daddy will come to you, and I am hoping you will let him comfort you, but am afraid you won’t. It may be two very long hard days.

Lately, I have been moving towards slowly weaning you. Some days it feels like it is working,  on other days you climb in my lap yelling “Nurse, Mama”, at the top of your lungs while thrusting your arm as far down my shirt as you can get it. i am equal parts afraid that you will wean while I am away and that you won’t. In case tonight is the last night I feed you at midnight, I want to make note of it. To acknowledge the way your eyelashes brush against your eyelids, and the little tiny waves at the nape of your neck. I kiss you occasionally as you nurse, and sometimes you giggle and others you are annoyed. I want to mark this moment just in case.

Nursing a little lion

You are an amazing little boy, and I am glad to be your mama.

Thanks and love

The ballet recital

 

Kinetic Sculpture Race

A didn’t love her ballet class, so we had no idea what to expect at the recital. We had no idea what she had learned, or if she had learned anything at all. I was nervous about the recital, and also annoyed that it meant we couldn’t follow the kinetic sculpture race. On our way to the recital we stopped to check out the race, tutu and all.

Tap went well. A was close to the teacher and danced her heart out. It was cute. I relaxed.

In her tap outfit

They started the ballet number with the wrong song. Everyone else looked like a deer in the headlights, but not A. She started twirling immediately , she twirled so hard that by the time the real music started she had already tipped over, and was on the ground. She got up and began to twirl across the stage. Then she stopped in front of one of the other dancers and began telling her something. When questioned later she told me that she was showing off her eye make-up. Then she resumed twirling. I laughed until I cried. She was so cute, but so lost in her own little ballet bubble.

 

 

 

First weekend in May- Day one

The first weekend in May is special in Baltimore. As a friend put it the other day, “it is like Baltimore doesn’t know there are other weekends”.
It is true, all the fun Spring events seem to be packed into two short days, three if you add in Flower Mart on Friday.
Today we saw a brief part of the Kinetic Sculpture Race, went to our first ever ballet recital
(which I may post more about tomorrow), free comic day, and a birthday party. We missed our friends in the little league parade, but they missed the recital, so I think we all come out clean.

Riding

Friday we rode to Port Discovery and to Joe Squared for lunch. On the way there a woman stopped next to me at a light rolled down her window to ask questions about the bike. Lunch was a fiasco, but the staff made sure they fixed all the problems. Port Discovery was fun as always. The ride home went really well.Today, we rode the bike to school. Getting everyone ready, the bike out, everyone loaded, and down the road took much less time than I thought it would. A and I sang all the way down the road. Drop off went well. It is tricky to lock the bike up. Hopefully, I will figure out how to do it smoothly soon.
On the ride home it was very funny, and quiet , to have Max without Ada. There was no great difference in handling without her on the back. This bike is so easy to ride. I am happy that we made the decision to add it to our fleet.

Maiden voyage with the kiddos


M will be 9 months in 4 days. 9 months is the earliest date the manufacturer recommends for his bike seat. A beautiful warm winter Valentine’s day made it irresistible to take a spin on the bike.
We took a ride to the National Aquarium, since most of it is along a bike path. It took me a few minutes to master the balance with two kiddos aboard. Both kids enjoyed the ride. We got many odd looks and I am pretty sure A was waving to people as we cruised down the street. The bike is not fast, but it is sturdy and fairly easy to maneuver even with two car seats. When we got to the aquarium I couldn’t find a bike rack close. We used a city one that is a bit far away and hard to park a big bike on because the concrete area is narrow and surrounded by grass.

Once we got into the aquarium, I asked about bike racks and was told where one is. It is much closer than the one we used, but is a bit hidden, which is why I didn’t find it originally. That settled, we headed to Australia to hang out with the bats. On the way to the sharks, we stopped to play in the room overlooking the harbor.

Then we went and saw the sharks, dolphins, and jellyfish, with a quick stop at the octopus, who was feeling a bit feisty.

A quick stop in the kids area and then the cafe to get a sweet treat and we were off.


We rode over to the grocery store, and then headed home. Our first ride was a happy success.

A non-update biking update

It has been cold and windy in Baltimore for the past few weeks, which has meant no rides on the bike with A. I am getting antsy to begin our life as a biking family. Shannon is also itching to ride the new bike. In February M will be 9 months. I think we will go with that age recommendation instead of waiting until a year. He has met all his physical milestones early, so I believe he is ready.

Ballet

A was too young for soccer this year, so we signed her up for ballet. She is silent about the goings on and only occasionally breaks out a move that might have come from ballet class. Shannon usually takes her, but she loves her time with her daddy and hates to have to leave him. Last week she was inconsolable, and had to come home. All of this makes me think that she hates ballet, but I continue to make her participate. I am not sure if this is the right course of action. I want her to know that if she commits to something she needs to see it to the end, but on the other hand it seems wrong to force her to do something that makes her sad.

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Siblings

I was worried about how adding a child would change our lives, especially A’s. I am amazed at how much M loves her, and how much she loves him back. They are really cute together. Hopefully as they grow they will stay friends.

Growth

My baby is huge and no longer a baby. He started climbing stairs this week, and is pulling him self to stand on flat surfaces. He is moving quickly towards toddlerhood and I am sad about it. Especially since he is our last baby, it seems unfair that his babyhood was so short.

A is also growing and changing. Her pretend play is complex and amazing to watch. Every time I look at her I am stunned by how beautiful she is and how much she has grown.

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