Some Blarney
Holly rang in St Patrick's Day a few hours early with a fluorescent green diaper. This was likely the result of a dairy product overdose -- two tubes of yogurt, macaroni and cheese, ice cream, cheese sticks, and a couple glasses of milk today. It was pretty gross. Thea, Faith and I all seem to be trying to fight off some kind of sickness. I am ready for spring, warm weather, and health. I can't complain, though. We've only had a couple of bouts of illness this winter season.
I keep meaning to sit down and plan out my garden for this year, but I keep meaning to sit down and do a lot of things that I never end up doing. The garden will probably end up being all haphazard like last year's, and I'll lament that fact later on when it's too late to fix it. "Plant a garden" was one of my goals for the year, and I'm not doing great on the other ones either: I feel like my mothering leaves a lot to be desired. I'm less than halfway through my fourth book of the year -- still on track for reading 12, but at a snail's pace. Drinking water -- I'm nowhere near the 60 oz I wanted per day. I haven't gained any weight -- in fact I've lost some this year, which I'm very happy about. Have to keep that up. The three personal issues I needed to work on: I scrapped A altogether, B is going nowhere, and C has blown up to frightening proportions. Next week is the last belly dance class, and then it moves to Tuesday nights and I won't be able to go anymore. I'm going to try to find a replacement class such as yoga. I have successfully Freecycled several things and am working on paring down my "stuff" but it's very hard both to find the time and to find the wherewithal to purge -- it goes against my nature. About 20% of the way through the year already and that's where I am. Gut check.
The girls are fine, for the most part. Thea is going through a difficult tween period already. Faith just seems to be floundering and unsure of who she is and where she fits in her world. I wish I had more one on one time to spend with each of them. Holly gets time because she demands it -- now I worry that she is going to end up demanding and difficult.
Holly's still a ton of fun and trouble. She writes on herself several times a week with a found pen, marker or Sharpie. She gets into my makeup and paints her face. She can't be left alone near lotion, spray bottles, soap, or any bodies of water, including the dog's bowl and the toilet. She's talking a lot but unfortunately has learned phrases from her sisters such as "Shut up!" and "Leave me alone!" Her favorite movies are Madagascar ("Marty Movie") and Wall-E ("Wally Eva"). She can count to 10 in Spanish, I found out tonight, she can say her ABC's and recognize some letters, and she knows all her colors and body parts including tough ones like eyebrow and forehead. She also knows and is proud of "boobies".
I keep meaning to sit down and plan out my garden for this year, but I keep meaning to sit down and do a lot of things that I never end up doing. The garden will probably end up being all haphazard like last year's, and I'll lament that fact later on when it's too late to fix it. "Plant a garden" was one of my goals for the year, and I'm not doing great on the other ones either: I feel like my mothering leaves a lot to be desired. I'm less than halfway through my fourth book of the year -- still on track for reading 12, but at a snail's pace. Drinking water -- I'm nowhere near the 60 oz I wanted per day. I haven't gained any weight -- in fact I've lost some this year, which I'm very happy about. Have to keep that up. The three personal issues I needed to work on: I scrapped A altogether, B is going nowhere, and C has blown up to frightening proportions. Next week is the last belly dance class, and then it moves to Tuesday nights and I won't be able to go anymore. I'm going to try to find a replacement class such as yoga. I have successfully Freecycled several things and am working on paring down my "stuff" but it's very hard both to find the time and to find the wherewithal to purge -- it goes against my nature. About 20% of the way through the year already and that's where I am. Gut check.
The girls are fine, for the most part. Thea is going through a difficult tween period already. Faith just seems to be floundering and unsure of who she is and where she fits in her world. I wish I had more one on one time to spend with each of them. Holly gets time because she demands it -- now I worry that she is going to end up demanding and difficult.
Holly's still a ton of fun and trouble. She writes on herself several times a week with a found pen, marker or Sharpie. She gets into my makeup and paints her face. She can't be left alone near lotion, spray bottles, soap, or any bodies of water, including the dog's bowl and the toilet. She's talking a lot but unfortunately has learned phrases from her sisters such as "Shut up!" and "Leave me alone!" Her favorite movies are Madagascar ("Marty Movie") and Wall-E ("Wally Eva"). She can count to 10 in Spanish, I found out tonight, she can say her ABC's and recognize some letters, and she knows all her colors and body parts including tough ones like eyebrow and forehead. She also knows and is proud of "boobies".