Sometimes when you're in the muck of it all, it's hard to see how far you've traveled.
Our family is 2 months old. And all things considered, we've all grown leaps and bounds together in our 8 weeks.
We still have days that are pure chaos, where Jay comes home from work and I need lock myself in the bathroom to pee in private for a moment of peace for fear of my sanity (whoah that was a loooong sentence). But those days are getting fewer and far between.
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| Stella's first night of Kindermusik |
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| We're still eating crayons. |
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| Joel learned how to ride his bike without training wheels with absolutely no assistance. |
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| Cuddle bugs on the couch |
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| Yes, we're still obsessed with Batman. |
We're sleeping through the night
in our own beds. Lock down has
been lifted and we're meeting some friends. We're comfortable with
boundaries. We don't scream bloody murder when Mom leaves for 5
minutes. The girls take a nap every day in their room. We ate at a
freaking restaurant...just the five of us! We know Dad goes to work and
comes home. We wait for affirmation of "they're a friend" when a new
person approaches. Stella is speaking mostly-English and part Elmo.
Livvy now says at least 4-5 times more in English than we ever heard her
speak in Russian. Joel is eagerly learning English as well, and loves
repeating lines from his favorite books. Good, good, stuff folks.
There's lots more to tell. Better stories, more eloquent ways to capture what I want to say. But I'm exhausted tonight. And ya know what? Sometimes that's part of it, too. : )
