Well, cutting down from a 2 month gap to 1.5 is better, right? Sigh...
The good news is that senior season is almost over. At 4:00pm this Saturday, December 11th, we chase our last few students out the door and close out another year of essays, applications, and stress. I know Felix and Keira are both looking forward to getting me back, and I am certainly looking forward to the break. I've already made myself a spa appointment for next week - MUCH needed, believe me!
Enough about work, tho'. Really, at 3am on a weekday night, who wants to spend more time discussing something that has kept me up until 3am already?!
We bought our Christmas tree this weekend. It's a lovely thing, and I can't wait to decorate it this weekend with our nosy little daughter. Although this isn't really her first Christmas, I don't really count last year. I doubt the holiday season registered much with her as a 6-month-old. Now, however, Keira is quite a bit different. She loves shopping at the mall more than we do! The people, the noise, the cheery decor, and the products - oh! the products - simply fascinate her. Keira actually cried the other day when it was time to leave Target; who needs Disneyland when you have the local discount store?!
The only fear I have is what her reaction will be when it's time to have her picture taken with Santa Claus. I've been gently trying to point out jolly Saint Nick to her when we bump into him at the mall, but she seems intensely suspicious and sometimes downright afraid. This might be one of my biggest parental challenges. I find myself wondering - what kind of mother am I? Will I drag my child kicking and screaming to Santa's lap because she will have her picture taken with him? Or will I malign one of childhood's most loving characters by treating him like the Boogeyman and avoiding him for the sake of my precious daughter's feelings...
While I struggle over the dilemma, I am at least able to revel in my own little holiday treat...and that is the knowledge that we are expecting another baby girl! Yes, that's right. We had our ultrasound the day before Thanksgiving and found out what I have been impatiently waiting for. I'm especially excited because I always wanted a sister when I was growing up, and now I will have the wonderful opportunity to raise two little sisters. I already think of them as "my girls," even though baby number two has a ways to go.
Well, the yawning is beginning to overcome the typing, so I will need to call it quits for now. Updates to look forward to? Baby talk, baby talk. Who knew words like "sock" and "oatmeal" could sound so adorable? I'll be back soon, I promise...
The good news is that senior season is almost over. At 4:00pm this Saturday, December 11th, we chase our last few students out the door and close out another year of essays, applications, and stress. I know Felix and Keira are both looking forward to getting me back, and I am certainly looking forward to the break. I've already made myself a spa appointment for next week - MUCH needed, believe me!
Enough about work, tho'. Really, at 3am on a weekday night, who wants to spend more time discussing something that has kept me up until 3am already?!
We bought our Christmas tree this weekend. It's a lovely thing, and I can't wait to decorate it this weekend with our nosy little daughter. Although this isn't really her first Christmas, I don't really count last year. I doubt the holiday season registered much with her as a 6-month-old. Now, however, Keira is quite a bit different. She loves shopping at the mall more than we do! The people, the noise, the cheery decor, and the products - oh! the products - simply fascinate her. Keira actually cried the other day when it was time to leave Target; who needs Disneyland when you have the local discount store?!
The only fear I have is what her reaction will be when it's time to have her picture taken with Santa Claus. I've been gently trying to point out jolly Saint Nick to her when we bump into him at the mall, but she seems intensely suspicious and sometimes downright afraid. This might be one of my biggest parental challenges. I find myself wondering - what kind of mother am I? Will I drag my child kicking and screaming to Santa's lap because she will have her picture taken with him? Or will I malign one of childhood's most loving characters by treating him like the Boogeyman and avoiding him for the sake of my precious daughter's feelings...
While I struggle over the dilemma, I am at least able to revel in my own little holiday treat...and that is the knowledge that we are expecting another baby girl! Yes, that's right. We had our ultrasound the day before Thanksgiving and found out what I have been impatiently waiting for. I'm especially excited because I always wanted a sister when I was growing up, and now I will have the wonderful opportunity to raise two little sisters. I already think of them as "my girls," even though baby number two has a ways to go.
Well, the yawning is beginning to overcome the typing, so I will need to call it quits for now. Updates to look forward to? Baby talk, baby talk. Who knew words like "sock" and "oatmeal" could sound so adorable? I'll be back soon, I promise...
