Thankfully though, today is winter solstice, so from now on the days will get longer!!! Yeay ^_^!!!
Today we went on an awesome sunday walk. Well, a hike actually, and boy was it nice to get outside! We cut it a little close with the sun already set behind our mountain, but we really couldn't resist to go while we still could. Though admittedly I was quite a bit worried we wouldn't make it back in time. Even if on our own land, I was still worried for our safety. I mean, come on, we live on acreage with dense brush and tall trees covering most of it! Scott assured me we would be ok though, and yesterday he was working on a path he was making and wanted to show off his impressive work. It was crazy great, but he failed to mention one thing before we started down the cut away trail... it wasn't finished to the end point we were going to! Let's just say I was thankful I had put on my leggings under my shorts (My jeans still don't fit!), because ow, it hurt as it were with the cactus-like weeds with millions of sharp needles poking! I wasn't totally impressed with the place we finally managed to get to because it wasn't exactly a "clearing". Instead, there was a gigantic dead tree which had toppled over onto sort-of-low brush. We climbed up onto the tree, Scott offering his hand like the Prince charming he is inside, and sat and enjoyed the sunset. It was rather splendid, it really was. I was really scared about bugs and snakes, but it turns out they don't like the fall/winter temperatures. That fact alone would make late fall and early winter my favorite seasons, if not for the fact of the sun always setting so darn early!
Apparently, being the mom of two is much more emotionally taxing than I thought. There's a lot of great moments, those priceless ones where the whole world feels right and perfect, but there's also a lot of trying ones as well. They say pregnant woman cry, but they cry over nothing if they're having crying spells (I did in my last few weeks of pregnancy). Crying over stress is a whole different league of crying. Perhaps that's why they mostly fun of pregnant women crying, because it's actually funny (if your not the pregnant woman). For stressed moms, I guess you could see humor in everyday stresses and horrors, like your toddler flipping over the bouncer and the newborn landing flat on her face, but in the heat of the moment generally, those things aren't very funny... even when the toddler thinks they are, with a grin plastered on his face.
These past two days have had me in a sort of Bipolar state emotionally, from the point of wanting to pull out all my hair and die and then to where I feel like I'm on cloud 9 and the most blessed mommy in the world. Let's say I've been using my essential oils quite a bit. All at once, there's one baby suddenly making herself known that she's about to die of starvation and a toddler with a poopy diaper that I realized I forgot to change. Do I feed the suddenly hungry baby, or change my toddler with a diaper full of poop threatening a diaper rash? As I weigh my options, of a decision that seems the most important in the world, I conclude a few more minutes of sudden onset starvation will not push Emilie to death, but a diaper rash would be extremely painful for George in the long run. On a positive note, making little decisions like that, make me feel like I conquered something as grand as world peace. Well, actually I did, just not on a world level scale. *wink wink*
Whoo, lets say I'm a little bit stressed in the least! It's been so awesome having my hubby's mom here to help and Scott taking off time from work for two whole weeks Tomorrow, I'm loosing both of them at once, which is a little daunting. When it goes from three adults with an energetic toddler and baby, to one mommy with an energetic toddler and baby, who wouldn't be a bit stressed, right? I'm going to need to be focusing more energy on giving George attention now more than ever, now that it'll be just us.
Today Emilie had her one week visit, and George finally had his 2 year checkup as well!
Emilie of course is doing well, and the jaundice is subsiding. Her umbilical cord is doing well too, and the cord powder our midwife had us get, from George's birth, is really helping out her cord, now that the liquid is starting to ooze out as the cord gradually unlatches (sorry if tmi!). Next visit in one month! She was completely spared of shots this visit too!
With George, he had a thrill! After being to so many of mommy's prenatal appointments it was finally his turn. He refused a few of the procedures, which were apparently not mandatory since they went along and said ok, but otherwise, he loved the gadgets and gizmos and thought them all so very exciting. When the doctor came in after the nurses, George loved him, and was more obliging to a checkup than he's been in his entire life (granted he is two). It was jaw dropping how good he did! The stick in the mouth, he was totally obliging of, as well as the gadget with a light that they shine in your ear. We gave him lots of praise, and he knows he did great himself! He didn't even cry when they gave him his flu shot! Distraction of Masha and the Bear on YouTube can really come in handy... especially when it blocks the view of the shot! Non traumatic and fun checkup, check!
The doctor did note that George was pale, which was a concern for me too, but he didn't think we should put him under stress of being tested for anemia. Really, I think all the stress is from the change of routine and the norm of daily life that's causing his paleness (stress), but he's eating meals heartily now with his grandma's yummy cooking (he was hardly eating the first few days of us being away from him for the first time ever and had such a cough as well), so I'm a little less worried at the moment. He's gotten lots of outdoor walks and play with daddy and grandma too, so he's getting enough outdoor time and is really having a ball! Great food in the belly and some time in the sun everyday are the best of nature's medicine. That and some time. I think he'll be fine, though I'm keeping my eye on him!
Meanwhile with daddy, when there's spare time, he's clearing out the garage, making shelves and hoisting a beautiful, heavy dresser up the stairs, as well as many other projects he's been itching to do since we got into our house! Finally, he has the time. ;) Scott has noted however that his mathematical equations are subject to rebellion when he's very tired, but he does accomplish all his equations, even if it does take him a bit longer. ;) He's just amazing, what can you say.
Just one of those average amazing moms... Cause you know, mommy = amazing.