Happy 18-Month Birthday, Mika!
I don't blog enough anymore. No time, too tired, just a whole pile of excuses.
Anyway, Mika is now a whopping 18 months old. We have dinner plans tonight with her friend Saoirse's family..Mika will be celebrating her day with french fries for supper. If we order her pasta and she sees others with fries, it'll be a Bad Thing. She does not get her coveted fries often, so whatever. Go nuts, kid. See if you can break that 20th percentile for weight barrier!
Mika has been doing quite well lately. She's been having a blast this summer with swimming lessons and visiting friends and family and all that fun. She hasn't been sick in a few weeks (knock on wood) and I'm rethinking the tubes in the ears thing. We'll see. We went and visited the Arnold family the other night. The way that Mika and Ava play together is cuter than anything ever. EVER. Right down to the two of them leaning forward and sticking their butts out to give each other kisses. Mika is still on her kitty and puppy kick. The first word out of her mouth each morning is 'kitty'. Her eyes are barely open and its already all about the kitties. She still pretends to be a cat and has lengths of time where she will only meow or purr, not speak in 'human'. While her Daddy and I have yet to hear her come close to saying Thank You, the daycare tells us that she is most polite and uses words like 'please' and "thank you" all the time. We do try and enforce the use of please as much as possible. Mika will use it without prompting *sometimes*..especially if she wants a treat, like a cookie or something...if its a treat that she wants, she needs no prompting to say please. If its just some juice or a cracker, we have to remind her to say please. ah well..slowly but surely.
We've been busy. Hella busy. And there's no end in sight. Thankfully tonight's plans are only for dinner out...I can handle that. Tomorrow the mayhem starts again with vet visits (time for shots!) and my Aunt's 50th Birthday party. And some Nana time for Mika in there as well. On Sunday our realtor (thanks Dad!) is taking us to check out what few properties there are on the west end in our price range and then it's off to Grandma's house for dinner with the family. Uncle Lucas and Auntie Jenn are supposed to be there too as well as Great Auntie Diane, 'Uncle' Brian and 'Aunt' Annette, Great Aunt Lorraine and Bill, and hopefully my cousin Alicia and nephew Adriano. It may not sound like much in the way of plans, but our house is a disaster and needs a serious cleaning..and then there's the laundry...and the grocery shopping...and whatever else.
Yes, we are moving...hence why we're looking for houses. This is a crazy market. I really do not want to have to leave the westend, but it may end up that we have to do so anyway. We'll see what the realtor says and see what's available over the next month or two and possibly make a decision then to leave my beloved westend. If I have to. My 'hood has had zero violent crimes reported over the past few years. Not many neighborhoods have that standing. Plus the german bilingual school that we like is not too far from where we are now. and the convenience. and the fact that I have lived NW/W for almost my entire life, save for a few years downtown and feel most at home on the west side.
We had been planning to move to a house with more than 2 bedrooms for awhile now, but there's a small issue that's forcing the move more quickly than we had anticipated: pregnancy. Ack! Somehow, someway (no smart comments now), I became pregnant in April and did not know it until recently. I used to think "How could someone not realize for 3-4 months that they were pregnant?" - and now I know how. According to the Doc, I should have miscarried over the stress of the loss of G, the gall bladder surgery, and/or the mild heat stroke or heat exhaustion that I had. Yes, I had some morning sickness issues...but it started right after the gall bladder removal and they warned me that nausea and vomiting could be an after effect of the surgery and not to worry too much about it unless it persists. It persisted. I worried. Got checked out and here I am. I'm concerned (to put it mildly) about the state of this foetus given the circumstances, but have a sonogram photo showing a seemingly healthy foetus with 4 limbs and a head, so thats a good sign. I haven't actually gone for a prenatal appointment yet or anything...not scheduled until next week. Baby is due January 27. From what I can tell, I have to work up to January 15 at the very least to qualify for parental leave through EI. This baby cannot be too early or we're hooped! Also...I was bound and determined to not have another baby until Mika was at least 3 years old and/or out of diapers. So much for that idea. Mika will be a couple of weeks shy of 2 years when this next one is scheduled to arrive.
Sorry for the scattered post. Did I mention that I am beyond tired lately?
Anyway, Mika is now a whopping 18 months old. We have dinner plans tonight with her friend Saoirse's family..Mika will be celebrating her day with french fries for supper. If we order her pasta and she sees others with fries, it'll be a Bad Thing. She does not get her coveted fries often, so whatever. Go nuts, kid. See if you can break that 20th percentile for weight barrier!
Mika has been doing quite well lately. She's been having a blast this summer with swimming lessons and visiting friends and family and all that fun. She hasn't been sick in a few weeks (knock on wood) and I'm rethinking the tubes in the ears thing. We'll see. We went and visited the Arnold family the other night. The way that Mika and Ava play together is cuter than anything ever. EVER. Right down to the two of them leaning forward and sticking their butts out to give each other kisses. Mika is still on her kitty and puppy kick. The first word out of her mouth each morning is 'kitty'. Her eyes are barely open and its already all about the kitties. She still pretends to be a cat and has lengths of time where she will only meow or purr, not speak in 'human'. While her Daddy and I have yet to hear her come close to saying Thank You, the daycare tells us that she is most polite and uses words like 'please' and "thank you" all the time. We do try and enforce the use of please as much as possible. Mika will use it without prompting *sometimes*..especially if she wants a treat, like a cookie or something...if its a treat that she wants, she needs no prompting to say please. If its just some juice or a cracker, we have to remind her to say please. ah well..slowly but surely.
We've been busy. Hella busy. And there's no end in sight. Thankfully tonight's plans are only for dinner out...I can handle that. Tomorrow the mayhem starts again with vet visits (time for shots!) and my Aunt's 50th Birthday party. And some Nana time for Mika in there as well. On Sunday our realtor (thanks Dad!) is taking us to check out what few properties there are on the west end in our price range and then it's off to Grandma's house for dinner with the family. Uncle Lucas and Auntie Jenn are supposed to be there too as well as Great Auntie Diane, 'Uncle' Brian and 'Aunt' Annette, Great Aunt Lorraine and Bill, and hopefully my cousin Alicia and nephew Adriano. It may not sound like much in the way of plans, but our house is a disaster and needs a serious cleaning..and then there's the laundry...and the grocery shopping...and whatever else.
Yes, we are moving...hence why we're looking for houses. This is a crazy market. I really do not want to have to leave the westend, but it may end up that we have to do so anyway. We'll see what the realtor says and see what's available over the next month or two and possibly make a decision then to leave my beloved westend. If I have to. My 'hood has had zero violent crimes reported over the past few years. Not many neighborhoods have that standing. Plus the german bilingual school that we like is not too far from where we are now. and the convenience. and the fact that I have lived NW/W for almost my entire life, save for a few years downtown and feel most at home on the west side.
We had been planning to move to a house with more than 2 bedrooms for awhile now, but there's a small issue that's forcing the move more quickly than we had anticipated: pregnancy. Ack! Somehow, someway (no smart comments now), I became pregnant in April and did not know it until recently. I used to think "How could someone not realize for 3-4 months that they were pregnant?" - and now I know how. According to the Doc, I should have miscarried over the stress of the loss of G, the gall bladder surgery, and/or the mild heat stroke or heat exhaustion that I had. Yes, I had some morning sickness issues...but it started right after the gall bladder removal and they warned me that nausea and vomiting could be an after effect of the surgery and not to worry too much about it unless it persists. It persisted. I worried. Got checked out and here I am. I'm concerned (to put it mildly) about the state of this foetus given the circumstances, but have a sonogram photo showing a seemingly healthy foetus with 4 limbs and a head, so thats a good sign. I haven't actually gone for a prenatal appointment yet or anything...not scheduled until next week. Baby is due January 27. From what I can tell, I have to work up to January 15 at the very least to qualify for parental leave through EI. This baby cannot be too early or we're hooped! Also...I was bound and determined to not have another baby until Mika was at least 3 years old and/or out of diapers. So much for that idea. Mika will be a couple of weeks shy of 2 years when this next one is scheduled to arrive.
Sorry for the scattered post. Did I mention that I am beyond tired lately?
posted by Mama_T at 1:33 PM
2 Comments:
CONGRATS!!!!!! I've heard two years is the ideal age difference. My first two were 18 months apart and are the best of friends. It was a bit busy at first, but looking back I wouldn't do it any other way.
Mother nature is very good about protecting an unborn child - chances are your baby will have no ill effects from the stress and circumstances you've been through lately.
Good luck on with beta_baby_v2.0 (you'll have have to post your sono photos!) and the house hunting.
Happy 1 1/2 year to Mika and here's hoping she continues to stay healthy!
whew, that's a lot for one post - most of all, take care!
Woohoooo! Congrats, man! Accident babies rawk. I'm sure.
:^)
Lemme know if you're still interested in our house, we may be trying to sell sooner than expected so we can get something in Dead Rear in a reasonable amount of time. It's not west but it's fantastically central and easy to get to anything. Plus the character is to die for. (Not that I'm trying to sell my house or anything. Oh wait, I am!)
Horray for big sister Mika! Who knows if Theya will join that crowd.
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