Things here have been busy but good. So busy that it has taken me all week to even write this post. It has been hanging around as a draft for five days now.
We were able to spend some time with Ryan's kids over the weekend. We took the whole gang to the bowling alley (the same one Ryan and I had part of our wedding reception at).
It has been quite while since I was bowling and it was a fun way to spend some time all together.
Hannah continues to the light of our lives, even though she is rather exhausting.
Her mission now seems to be to destroy everything in her path. Unrolling toilet paper rolls - check! Squeezing barbeque sauce into the rug - check! Tearing apart books - checkity check!
New milestones: She is getting the hang of using a spoon. She does NOT want to be fed anymore at all. She wants to do it herself. She wants to follow Isaac around and do whatever he does. She will stick out her tongue if you ask her where it is. She love lotion and will cry and beg for you to put it on her hands if she notices the bottle is out on the dresser. She stands underneath the cabinet where I keep Oreos and cries and points until she gets one. She also has finally gotten over her intense fear of the bathtub, which is great timing, with her new found insistence on feeding herself.
It was quite an ordeal but I used my ABA background knowledge to build up her tolerance and reinforce closer and closer approximations of an independent bath. I had to start off with just me in the bathtub playing with toys and trying to make things look as fun as I could. Ryan even came in and gave me praise for being in the tub and made a big fuss over me. The next step was putting Hannah on my legs in the tub. At first she would panic if I even sat her directly on the bottom of the tub. We have now been able to build up to me not having to get into the tub at all, but I must sit directly next to the tub. I cannot even go over to the sink or she will panic. She will play happily in the tub now and will allow us to bathe her and wash her hair. I am grateful for this, because she needs to be bathed at least once a day now and before it was a two person job with one of us desperately trying to clutch her wet wiggly body in the shower while she screamed and writhed and the other one trying to wash her from head to toe as quickly as possible. It was a traumatic experience for all involved.
She still isn't too interested in talking besides "Mum!" "No!" and "kay". Sometimes she will say certain words so clearly but then she will never say them again. The more you try to prompt her to say words the more she stares at you in stony silence. She also sings to herself in baby gibberish, and it is adorable.
Isaac is going through a clumsy phase which I am thinking may be related to a growth spurt. At least once a day I hear some kind of loud crash followed by a howl of pain. Baseball batting practice has started while we wait for the fields to dry out, winter soccer just ended and spring soccer training has already began. In other words, I spend every single night in the car driving him to sports. I know some people think it is too much, but he really is a talented athlete and he needs the outlet of regular activity. He goes stir crazy being cooped up in the house. As much as it is a hassle, it is good for all of us if he has an outlet for all of his energy.
Things continue to go well for Ryan at his job. He is doing well, he is making decent money and he seems to be respected. He has daily terrifying run ins with dogs, but that is pretty much the only complaint he can come up with. Now that he is settled in I have really been focusing on my own potential job search. I have all of my letters of reference in order and I have paid for all of my clearances. I just have to go get my fingerprinting done. I feel really stuck and unappreciated at my current job and I am really ready to make a change. This morning I was fumbling with the lock on my classroom door and overheard three of my coworkers around the corner complaining about me and about how they think I am not doing my job adequately. What a slap in the face. One of them is someone I considered a friend and ally at work and someone whom I have had numerous conversations about the difficulties of my assignment this year. None of them have kids. All of them arrive very early in the morning and stay late at night. None of them knows what it is like to try to balance work and be a mom to young kids. I was out of sight so I stood and listened to them for about five minutes and was pretty much on the verge of tears all day as a result. It's good though, to spur me on, out of my complacent comfort zone and hopefully onto better things. I don't want to work somewhere where I am not respected or valued, so it is time to find somewhere where I can be.
Today, the first day of spring was a huge snow storm. We had an early dismissal from school and Ryan was able to stay home from work. What a treat having him home and getting to eat dinner all together as a family, instead of on the run, like we usually do during the week. It was funny reversal of roles as he had grown somewhat irritable and exhausted by a full day of Hannah's antics and I found myself with a lot more patience than usual to deal with her, since I came home to a spotless house and didn't have to cook dinner. Sometimes I think it is good to switch things up, just to help you appreciate what your partner does.
Well anyways, I guess I better hit publish on this blog. Happy Friday!
































