Bubba is already getting better with his words even though it’s been a short time. He is catching on to the idea that I want him to call me “Mama” and pulled my heartstrings at bed time. He wasn’t just falling asleep and I was attempting to lay next to his sleeping area, but in the big bed. Unfortunately, he wasn’t actually as close to sleeping as I had thought, so he stood back up and said Mama in a sad voice. It is so adorable and makes me so pleased that he is finally calling my name! I’m also feeling relief that he is starting to use verbal words several months before he reaches the two year milestone. I didn’t want to reach that wellness visit with the pediatrician and hear more about how he is behind. The doctor was not super concerned about his lack of words at his 18 months and had said we would see how he was doing at 2 years. In the back of my mind, I’ve been worried this whole time that he still wouldn’t be talking at all at that point. Three cheers for Bubba talking in plenty of time to pick up a lot of words before he hits 2!

I started my monthly cycle today and despite feeling completely wiped out yesterday, I was contemplating walking to the store this morning. Ultimately I decided against going because it is about a twenty minute walk one way and because I would have to carry Bubba. I’m glad I made that choice. Later in the evening we took the 5 minute walk to the park and I felt wiped out just standing next to the playground equipment supervising him climbing around. Now that I have the opportunity to physically rest during the day versus being in a sitting/standing or moving position as part of a job, sometimes I forget my limitations until I’m stuck in that situation again. At least we had a good time at the park. Bubba is cautious when other children are around or using equipment near hiimagem. For the first bit, the only other children were on the swings so he climbed up on the landing area near the stairs and the slide to enjoy looking around. He seems to still be a bit hesitant to go down slides. He will go down, but not with a sense of exuberance and a rush to do it again. After a while, we did the swings and another little toddler about his same size came to the playground. He was less hesitant than Bubba and greatly enjoyed the slide with his parents. Bubba on the other hand, was not very interested in climbing any of the equipment near this little boy or his parents after we finished on the swings. I┬átend to feel an urge to push him to interact with the other children or adults in these sort of situations. I’m trying to temper that because I don’t think it is in his best interest to make a big deal out of it, particularly since other people comment on his being “shy” or not smiling immediately at people he doesn’t know. I don’t want him to get a complex about it. On the other hand, since I’m shy and don’t interact well with others right off the bat all the time, I don’t really know the best way to help him feel more comfortable in when it comes up. I guess time will tell how it all plays out. I imagine it will be helpful as he gets more of a vocabulary and can share his thoughts with us.

Tomorrow we are going to a movie in the park to see Despicable Me 2 with friends. It will be our second┬ámovie in the park of this year. We’ve been busy but we did get to see Frozen with our niece and nephew before they left to visit their dad for the summer.

We have some friends who are struggling with their marriage and it has been wearing on us as well. We have considered them to be our best friends out of all the married couples we know and it has been heartbreaking to watch them go through this for almost a year now. It is straining our friendship and is on our minds a lot. It is hard to see others with marriages that are falling apart when all we want to do is help. It seems like saying anything just makes things worse because then it looks like we are taking sides which leads┬ámiscommunications all around. At this point we’ve mostly stopped saying what we think to either of them, but that ends up feeling like we can’t talk about anything at all. It feels like there is a huge elephant in the room at least to me. I want to say something that helps, but I also don’t want to say anything that makes things worse than they are. So I end up saying nothing. It sucks.


First Basket

ImageI’ve retreated upstairs to eat my chocolate and type a blog entry in peace. I started opening up my new Villars Coffee Crispies bar and Bubba was right there with big eyes trying to touch it and signing “More” emphatically.

Easter has came and went. We gave Bubba his first basket this year. I have been trying to think of what we did last year and I am truly drawing a complete blank. Oh! It just came to me while I was typing, even though I’ve been thinking about it off and on for a couple of days now. My family was visiting in an attempt to see the cherry blossoms and I made ham for dinner. There was no basket because he was so small and we were lacking energy. The last visit that they came for, my parents remembered to bring my old Easter basket for us to give to Lochlan. My siblings and I always used the same baskets year after year and I thought that was how everyone did it, but I’m seeing now a range in traditions. Some people even use pre-made baskets! Customized basket contents seem much more fun to me and worthwhile. This year Bubba got a number of toys and activities and only one chocolate bunny. We will probably up the Easter candy factor a bit next year, but for now he doesn’t eat much in the way of sweets. I’m also trying a little bit to keep more of the crazy food coloring choices out of his life so he won’t be as attached to them. We got peeps and chocolate eggs and all sorts of brightly colored things, but I know a lot of people with dye sensitivities. I thought it would be nice of Bubba has a bigger range of his palate than I did growing up. Hopefully it will help him make good food choices. Anyway, he got the chocolate bunny, a stuffed whaled to practice buckles and zippers (no buttons, sadly), Play Doh, beeswax crayons, GO! cards (which I won from a Facebook contest and I think I’m going to order the alphabet cards for him as well), bubbles for outside, bubblebath, and a little Ghostbusters character that Hubby ordered for him (a nod to his geekdom). Bubba has really been enjoying the whale and nibbling on his bunny. He does think it’s funny when we make the Stay Puffed do the Ghostbusters song, but it only plays a very short clip. The Play Doh was a bit of a flop because Bubba was more interested in playing with the container. I think we’ll give it another try or two, but if he doesn’t show much interest we’ll put it away for a couple of months.

We had an Easter bbq at the park instead of a more traditional dinner. We invited two families over with children who don’t have family in the area. One of the families ended up not coming which was a bit disappointing. The rest of us had a good time and enjoyed the food. Bubba and his 3 year old friend had a good time together. I really enjoyed watching them both play with the soda cans and water bottles in the cooler and then a bit later playing with the wood chips at the edge of the playground area. Bubbay is really growing up! For the most part before this they have either played separately or just near each other without interacting. Sometimes they would take toys from each other. It was great to see them doing a joint activity together and laughing. They’re going to be double trouble!

I don’t remember if I mentioned in my last post about the pediatrician visit that they recommended seeing an ophthalmologist to get Bubba’s eyes checked. This morning we got up and went to see the doctor for a two hour visit that entailed eye drops to dilate his eyes and lots of flashing lights through different lenses to see what his eyes would do. He was brilliant through the whole thing! Very patient and cooperative and he was great for the eye drops. I held him like I was nursing him or giving him a bottle and they held his lid open to put the drops in. They had to do three different drops and only on the last one did he make a peep. He did struggle a bit to get away, but I was expecting a lot more yelling and crying about it. I suppose maybe he’s been through worse so he didn’t think it was as bad as it could be. Once he had the drops we had to wait 40 minutes for them to do the dilating. Then he had another 20 minutes or so of doctors shining lights through different lenses. I think they were determining exactly what lens prescription would work best for him. One eye is worse than the other but the good news is that we caught it relatively early. The ophthalmologist said this sort of thing can lead to eyes crossing and eventually surgery if left untreated. The other good news is that as he grows and the eye gets better, the farsightedness will improve. There is a small chance the problem will go away altogether, but the idea that it will get better and not worse is great news. I’m a little bummed that he has another challenge and will have to wear glasses. I think I just need some time to adjust to the idea. I’m also disappointed to think that for however long he hasn’t been seeing things up close very clearly. What does the world look like to him? What does he see in the books when he is pointing out balls and cars and trucks to me? We will probably be going to the eye glasses place tomorrow to order his glasses. I’m hoping he takes to them well.

So, what is your Easter basket tradition or an alternative?

Did you have to wear glasses when you were younger or does your little one? How did they adjust?