I have been "off work" since the end of June, although I still have worked 2ish days a week at my per diem job. And I have worked 11 days in August at my regular job. School/Work starts again on the 8th, and I am looking forward to it. Sad that I will have to go to bed early and stop being nocturnal. Sad that I will have less free time. But happy to get back into our routine, have an "adult" purpose to my day, and happy to GET MONEY again. Seriously, can I just win the lottery already? I'd proably still work lol, I'd just like some money in savings and to know I could cover all my bills at any given time. And take a vacation.
We got married July 9th. It rained that day, and ruined my plans of an outside ceremony. But it still turned out perfect :) We had it at Highland Park. Originally meant to have the ceremony on the patio for the conservatory, but we had it inside the Olmsted Lodge, which is where our reception also was. We were able to take our pictures INside the conservatory, so it still worked out fine. Our wedding was small, about 85 people, and the Olmsted Lodge was a perfect spot. Our wedding party was just my sisters, Callum, and Eric's dad as the best man. Everyone says the day goes fast - and it did. We got behind while getting ready, which made us behind the rest of the day. Also there were a few snafus - like my grandma being forgotten, and the caterers getting a ticket. But overall, still a great day!
Well that's over.
Callum will be 21 months on 9/10/15. He is a little person. I don't even know where to start with all he can do. He love to watch Daniel Tiger and Sesame Street. He loves the "what's the number?" song and STOMPS his little feet during it. He especially loves when we cuddle in bed and watch reruns of Elmo's World on youtube. He loves to "clean" - he'll take the extender to the vacuum and pretend he's vacuuming. He'll grab some piece of fabric and "dust." He picks things up and throws them in the garbage - whether they are actual garbage or not lol. He picks up toys if you ask him (if he feels like it). He loves to take things out of the pantry, carry them somewhere, then carry them back and put them away when you ask.
He also will point (proudly) to pretty much all his body parts if you ask where his big belly, nose, ears, etc are. For his mouth he moves it up and down as if he was saying "nom nom nom." He will even point to his teeth and tongue. And yes, he knows where his "private parts" are. He especially likes to point to that.
He also will point (proudly) to pretty much all his body parts if you ask where his big belly, nose, ears, etc are. For his mouth he moves it up and down as if he was saying "nom nom nom." He will even point to his teeth and tongue. And yes, he knows where his "private parts" are. He especially likes to point to that.
I've been trying to "teach" him how to count. He doesn't get the concept, but he recognizes the repetition. I count to 5 with my fingers and he understands "1." He will hold up his pointer finger - which also works out well when I ask him how old he is. Oh and he is OBSSESED with controllers and remotes. First thing in the morning, he runs to the living room and stares and points up at the shelf where he knows the xbox and PS4 controllers are. He throws a tantrum is he gets one and it's taken away. He is also obsessed with brushing his teeth. I got him a stool and he climbs up there and just sucks water and toothpaste off that brush, for what feels like an hour.
He has 2906924 temper tantrums a day. And also likes to dig his nails in, and scratch. It is the worst and we don't know what to do about that mess.
I am concerned about his lack of speech however. He doesn't say many words. He imitates sounds more than anything... he says woof, moo, clucks like a chicken, vrooms cars on the floor, does a cookie monster impression. He still does some signs - more, drink, eat, all done, brush teeth. He's also starting to shake his head NO. He understands everything we say, and follows directions (when he wants). He "fake talks" - its more than babble, it sounds like he's carrying on a gibberish conversation with the right syntax and everything. He says "eeehhh" a lot to indicate what he wants. He just doesn't say real words. I think I may contact Early Intervention just to get him evaluated.
He was sick for a few days earlier this week. He just had a fever that varied between 100-104, depending on how the motrin was working. One day it went away but came back in the evening, and he started acting sick and lethargic. Prior to that he was still playing like normal. I dont get worried worried when he has a fever but I was thinking... isn't it crazy how I have the luxury not to worry? I mean, "a long time ago" kids got "the fever" and just died. all the time. Anytime your kid got sick or had a fever, that could have been it. People would have like, 8 kids, and 4 might die from childhood illnesses. We don't really worry like that now. As I was cuddling my feverish child in bed at 3am, I was seriously just like wow. I can't imagine the anxiety mothers had back in the day. We are so lucky.
He still wakes up during the night about 5x a week, wanting bottles of milk. I don't know how people have two children under like, 2, because he is still so very much a baby at night. He's still babyish a lot, actually.
Here he is on a boat.
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| With grandma Uma |
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