There she is, my little golden pig. I guess you can't really see her shirt very well, but it says "Golden Pig Baby". For those of you not familiar with Chinese astrology (and I'm no expert!), Georgia was evidently born in a very auspicious year. I first found out about this fact a few days before Georgia was born. My acupuncturist (who was not my regular practitioner) said, "So, you know about the Golden Pig, right?" To which, I said "Umm, no?" Then she proceeded to tell the tale of how my little baby was going to be born in a year that was supposed to be the luckiest year to come along in a long long while. Every 600 years to be exact. And how so many people in China wanted to have a Golden Pig baby more than anything. And here I was going to have one without even meaning to! On the day that I learned these interesting facts, I was about 2 days away from my due date. I was uncomfortable, anxious, worried about my bloodpressure, my firstborn and how my little world was going to be blown off its foundation by the addition of a new little one to my life. I wasn't feeling very happy about pregnancy and childbirth, to say the least. But then, once I had this vision of this sweet, content, happy baby who would be lucky and have a long life, it made me excited to meet this new little person. To see if she really was everything that legend said she was supposed to be. And you know, after a few months of crankiness, teething, figuring out how to sleep and all that crazy stuff, whenever her round little face crinkles into a smile, I think she might just be a little golden pig. But I'm not sure who is luckier, Georgia or me.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Golden Pig
There she is, my little golden pig. I guess you can't really see her shirt very well, but it says "Golden Pig Baby". For those of you not familiar with Chinese astrology (and I'm no expert!), Georgia was evidently born in a very auspicious year. I first found out about this fact a few days before Georgia was born. My acupuncturist (who was not my regular practitioner) said, "So, you know about the Golden Pig, right?" To which, I said "Umm, no?" Then she proceeded to tell the tale of how my little baby was going to be born in a year that was supposed to be the luckiest year to come along in a long long while. Every 600 years to be exact. And how so many people in China wanted to have a Golden Pig baby more than anything. And here I was going to have one without even meaning to! On the day that I learned these interesting facts, I was about 2 days away from my due date. I was uncomfortable, anxious, worried about my bloodpressure, my firstborn and how my little world was going to be blown off its foundation by the addition of a new little one to my life. I wasn't feeling very happy about pregnancy and childbirth, to say the least. But then, once I had this vision of this sweet, content, happy baby who would be lucky and have a long life, it made me excited to meet this new little person. To see if she really was everything that legend said she was supposed to be. And you know, after a few months of crankiness, teething, figuring out how to sleep and all that crazy stuff, whenever her round little face crinkles into a smile, I think she might just be a little golden pig. But I'm not sure who is luckier, Georgia or me.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I'm irritated
I really wish I wasn't bothered by this. I really wish I could let it go. I've been told by Daniel's teacher not to send him in undies to school because last week he had 2 accidents (one each day that he was there) and supposedly he's afraid of the big toilet there. Oh yeah, and "they have a lot going on" and they can't pay attention to everything and don't have time for kids having this many accidents. As someone pointed out to me, if they have so much going on, doesn't that affect other aspects of their care of the children besides potty training? This just doesn't sit well with me. First of all, when I picked him up yesterday he was wearing the same pull up I'd dropped him off in 4 hrs earlier. And it was wet. And, after wearing a "diaper" to school (because that's what it is, no matter if you call it a pull up) he was really resistant to using the toilet at home. Great, thanks so much school. And as far as his fear of "big" potties.... Well, all I have to say is that when we're out and about, the way I get him to sit on a public toilet is to tell him that its a potty just like at school. That puts him totally at ease, so how afraid can he really be? Maybe its the people who're putting him on said toilet. I really want to not be bothered by this. I don't want to be negative about his teacher and school because Daniel can pick up on stuff like that and he really likes school. I don't want to mess with that. All I know is that I've had a couple conversations with his teacher about this subject and no progress is being made. I'm being given the same answers. I'm just not sure what to do.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
No nap?!!
And we are now on day number 3 of no nap. I put him in his crib, read stories, go through the whole song and dance. And he doesn't sleep. I'm really hoping this is not a trend.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Cabbage?
Okay, I know I have a pretty quirky toddler. He's goofy and lovable, but quirky nonetheless. But this takes the cake. For the past several weeks, whenever I put him down for a nap he has a kind of odd behavior. Whenever he's not in the mood for a nap- and mind you, that is most days- he shouts for about an hour or so. Does he shout "Let me out!", or call for mommy? Nope. He shouts "Cabbage!" Yes, that's right. Cabbage. More specifically, "Yay cabbage!!!" I don't know what cabbage is, or why its in his room, but I just want it to stop interfering with his nap!!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
I can't believe it!
Today I dropped the little man off at Mother's Day Out, and HE DIDN'T CRY. You heard me. No tears. Just a hug for old mom, and then he took off to play with the cars and trucks. At first I thought maybe he didn't realize that I was going to leave. So, I called his name and said "See you later!" He turned around and gave me a look like "What, is she still here?!" And so I left. If you know Daniel at all, you will realize how strange this was for me. And, for the second time, when I picked him up, guess who got the first hug and kiss? Georgia. Yep, I guess dear old mom is just chopped liver.....
In other news, I've decided that I'm going to give a piano concert. I'm putting this information out there so that those of you who actually read this will remind me to get myself to the piano and practice when you see me. I'm not sure how long it will take to prepare a recital on only 5 hrs o practice a week, but I'm going to set my goal on it being sometime in the next year. Hopefully sometimes within the next school year. I'm thinking of doing a program of either a) impressionist works, b) works by American composers, or c) American impressionist music. Man, do I like to make it impossible to find music to play, or what! Right now, I'm practicing on "The Fountain of the Aqua-Paola" by Charles Griffes. I have some other ideas for the rest, but I'll talk about that later. Just wanted to throw this out there so you guys can hold me to it!!
In other news, I've decided that I'm going to give a piano concert. I'm putting this information out there so that those of you who actually read this will remind me to get myself to the piano and practice when you see me. I'm not sure how long it will take to prepare a recital on only 5 hrs o practice a week, but I'm going to set my goal on it being sometime in the next year. Hopefully sometimes within the next school year. I'm thinking of doing a program of either a) impressionist works, b) works by American composers, or c) American impressionist music. Man, do I like to make it impossible to find music to play, or what! Right now, I'm practicing on "The Fountain of the Aqua-Paola" by Charles Griffes. I have some other ideas for the rest, but I'll talk about that later. Just wanted to throw this out there so you guys can hold me to it!!
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