It turns out they say Ready, Set, Hup instead of One, Two, Three.
And I say... AWESOME!!!
I can't even describe how much fun I had at Flying Trapeze lessons. I was grinning and jumping up and down I was so excited after my first "flight."
So, rather than trying to describe the experience right now, while I'm still floating on euphoria, I'll let you see for yourselves:
One of the tricks we learned:
And the grand finale:
Saturday, January 19, 2008
One, Two, Three
Flying Trapeze lessons. Today. In two hours.
I'm flitting around the house cleaning, trying to expend nervous energy. It's kind of working. I will report back soon on how it went. Gah!
I'm going to go clean the bathroom.
I'm flitting around the house cleaning, trying to expend nervous energy. It's kind of working. I will report back soon on how it went. Gah!
I'm going to go clean the bathroom.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
To Do List
Has anyone seen this blog? To Do List Blog. It's pretty entertaining. I thought I'd publish my own to do list for today/this weekend, since it's a little more interesting/ambitious than most. You don't get to see it scribbled on my tiny white board, so you'll have to imagine that part:
I generally love to-do lists, but, dang, this one is good! Perhaps I'll get one of the to-do's done today!
- sewing project (I really don't sew, and am slightly scared of sewing machines)
- bathtub faceplate (this involves a screw driver, also not a favorite of mine)
- plan packing (going on a trip next week)
- weed front yard
- bath- Baby Z
- invite for baby shower (the 2nd one I am currently involved in planning- my friends all got pregnant at once)
- curry (chicken curry for book club tomorrow)
I generally love to-do lists, but, dang, this one is good! Perhaps I'll get one of the to-do's done today!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
World of Hurt
From the moment Baby Z was born, his Papa and I have spent countless hours thinking about how to protect him from world. Although our new parent paranoia has settled down a little, we still spend a lot of time worrying and working to keep Baby Z from getting hurt. Since Baby Z really started moving around, I have come to terms with the fact that Baby Z will knock his head, cut his lip, smash his fingers, etc. Of course, I try my hardest to prevent these bumps and bruises, but I am not alarmed when something happens like this morning, when Baby Z finally reached into the bathtub far enough to fall in. The good thing was that there was water in it, so he splashed and sputtered more than bumped and bruised. The better thing was that I was right there, watching closely, so I got to him before he inhaled water or worse. (Didn't our grandparents' generation do that kind of training on purpose?)
Like I said, I have come to terms with the physical risks of childhood. But I am not yet ready for the emotional dangers. Baby Z is fairly secluded from other kids (not by choice, necessarily). He goes to the nursery every Sunday (with only 1 other kid at most) and the young kids room at my Moms' group every other week. Besides that we only have the occasional meeting at the park. The few times we have gone, I have to say we've run into some not so nice kids. Nothing major with no harm done (Baby Z is either easy going or too young to figure it out yet), but it's given me a hint of what is in store when Baby Z does play with other kids.
Before you think I am naive or dumb, or both, I should say that I understand intellectually that the world is a fallen place full of sinful people, myself included. Kids can be the cream of the crop in brutish behavior because not even social norms have polished their rough edges, let alone any sense of moral obligation. But. All it takes is one kid who snags the swing just as Baby Z is heading for it and I am no longer philosophical. I'm just pissed. And ready to kick some 9-year-old-who-should-know-better butt!
Okay, so I'm sure it will get easier. How many times did Baby Z eat something on the floor before I stopped freaking out about it? So I'll just have to be a Mom about it and help Baby Z through the emotional hurts just like the physical ones. And I'm sure I'll really enjoy the day I get to be a Mom when old-enough-to-know-better Baby Z tries to take a swing from a toddler.
Like I said, I have come to terms with the physical risks of childhood. But I am not yet ready for the emotional dangers. Baby Z is fairly secluded from other kids (not by choice, necessarily). He goes to the nursery every Sunday (with only 1 other kid at most) and the young kids room at my Moms' group every other week. Besides that we only have the occasional meeting at the park. The few times we have gone, I have to say we've run into some not so nice kids. Nothing major with no harm done (Baby Z is either easy going or too young to figure it out yet), but it's given me a hint of what is in store when Baby Z does play with other kids.
Before you think I am naive or dumb, or both, I should say that I understand intellectually that the world is a fallen place full of sinful people, myself included. Kids can be the cream of the crop in brutish behavior because not even social norms have polished their rough edges, let alone any sense of moral obligation. But. All it takes is one kid who snags the swing just as Baby Z is heading for it and I am no longer philosophical. I'm just pissed. And ready to kick some 9-year-old-who-should-know-better butt!
Okay, so I'm sure it will get easier. How many times did Baby Z eat something on the floor before I stopped freaking out about it? So I'll just have to be a Mom about it and help Baby Z through the emotional hurts just like the physical ones. And I'm sure I'll really enjoy the day I get to be a Mom when old-enough-to-know-better Baby Z tries to take a swing from a toddler.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Eat Your Veggies
On the eating front, we have confirmed our victory in the Sippy Cup realm:
So, of course, now I have to focus on something else to work on. Well, it's been a challenge for a while. I'm trying to figure out what to feed a toddler transitioning from baby food to real table food. Some days, Baby Z will eat almost anything I have in front of me. Other days he won't eat the thing he liked the day before. So far, the only fruit he will eat is banana (and he won't even do that all of the time). I put zucchini and broccoli into other things and he'll eat it, but if a chunk is too big or too hard to mush, it comes popping out of his highly discriminate mouth.
I've read that up to the age of two, the more foods you give your child, the more flexible he will be in trying new things later. I've also read that you have to give a child something new to try ten times or more before they'll start to like it. I've seen in the past where one week Baby Z wouldn't touch something and then a few weeks later it's his favorite. So, I've gotta bear down and persevere. Cut up apple and pear every day, try new vegetables for dinner to give Baby Z leftovers the next day. The hard part for me is going through the work knowing that the likelihood of success is slim. Perhaps I need to focus on the goal as exposure- letting Baby Z TRY new things. The result doesn't have to be that he eats a ton or that he loves it.... at least yet.
And one final comment on the karma of child-bearing... you know how your parents always said, just wait until you have a kid who does [fill in the annoying behavior here] to you! Well, my Mom is a just a little bit satisfied that her picky-picky-peanut-butter-and-jelly-only-until-the age-of-19 daughter has a finicky little toddler on her hands.
So, of course, now I have to focus on something else to work on. Well, it's been a challenge for a while. I'm trying to figure out what to feed a toddler transitioning from baby food to real table food. Some days, Baby Z will eat almost anything I have in front of me. Other days he won't eat the thing he liked the day before. So far, the only fruit he will eat is banana (and he won't even do that all of the time). I put zucchini and broccoli into other things and he'll eat it, but if a chunk is too big or too hard to mush, it comes popping out of his highly discriminate mouth.
I've read that up to the age of two, the more foods you give your child, the more flexible he will be in trying new things later. I've also read that you have to give a child something new to try ten times or more before they'll start to like it. I've seen in the past where one week Baby Z wouldn't touch something and then a few weeks later it's his favorite. So, I've gotta bear down and persevere. Cut up apple and pear every day, try new vegetables for dinner to give Baby Z leftovers the next day. The hard part for me is going through the work knowing that the likelihood of success is slim. Perhaps I need to focus on the goal as exposure- letting Baby Z TRY new things. The result doesn't have to be that he eats a ton or that he loves it.... at least yet.
And one final comment on the karma of child-bearing... you know how your parents always said, just wait until you have a kid who does [fill in the annoying behavior here] to you! Well, my Mom is a just a little bit satisfied that her picky-picky-peanut-butter-and-jelly-only-until-the age-of-19 daughter has a finicky little toddler on her hands.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Scheduling Appointments
So this morning I'm catching up on making appointments for things. I made a doctor appointment for Baby Z (follow-up flu shot) and a dental appointment for me. Oh, and I scheduled my Flying Trapeze Lessons!
GAAAAHHH! I'm so excited and nervous. It's a few weeks away, so I now have a countdown to do some exercises in preparation (they give you a list of them). This could be the occasion that gets me to purchase a new sports bra also, since the one I use is circa 1996.
Off to do my exercises!
GAAAAHHH! I'm so excited and nervous. It's a few weeks away, so I now have a countdown to do some exercises in preparation (they give you a list of them). This could be the occasion that gets me to purchase a new sports bra also, since the one I use is circa 1996.
Off to do my exercises!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
What Did You Do Over Christmas Break?
The holidays just flew by! This Christmas was so much fun! (Especially compared to my semi-conscious state last year one month after Baby Z was born.) Both John's and my family enjoyed Baby Z so much; it is really true that kids bring a lot of joy and wonder to the holiday season. John had the whole week off between Christmas and New Year's, so we packed in fun activities and plenty of nap times.
Baby Z played with new toys, learned how to open the doors in our house (Nooo!), and worked on his walking (still not flying solo yet):
I enjoyed a reunion with the ocean, thanks to my wonderful husband who orchestrated it. That's Baby Z in front about to eat a handful of sand:
And a gourmet brunch with friends, thanks to best friends and one of best friend's talented chef husband. That's a savory bread pudding type dish and pancetta-mmmm- on the left:
John and I even squeezed in a couple of date nights and ate our favorite- sushi. Thanks to Auntie S and Uncle T for that! Baby Z enjoyed spending time with you even though he still thinks Uncle T stole the silverware. :)
Baby Z played with new toys, learned how to open the doors in our house (Nooo!), and worked on his walking (still not flying solo yet):
I enjoyed a reunion with the ocean, thanks to my wonderful husband who orchestrated it. That's Baby Z in front about to eat a handful of sand:
And a gourmet brunch with friends, thanks to best friends and one of best friend's talented chef husband. That's a savory bread pudding type dish and pancetta-mmmm- on the left:
John and I even squeezed in a couple of date nights and ate our favorite- sushi. Thanks to Auntie S and Uncle T for that! Baby Z enjoyed spending time with you even though he still thinks Uncle T stole the silverware. :)
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