{ Monthly Archives }
September 2005
Pool Time with PapPap!
Will and PapPap took some pool time this afternoon while PapPap’s car was in the shop. It was very nice to have PapPap here for awhile during daylight hours. He had just come back from Mexico this morning and has been working everyday nonstop for weeks. 
Day Care: Day One
I dropped Will off the Mom’s Day Out program at 9 this morning. They way they have it set up, the door is blocked by a child gate and the teachers meet you at the door. So your child is passed arm to arm — rather than walking in, letting the child play, and then leaving once he or she is okay. Handing him off brought anxiety to both of us, but he was quickly comforted by one of the teachers and began to consider leaving her lap to explore. Meanwhile, I spoke to the other teacher, showing her his requist snack, drinks, lunch, change of clothes, and changing supplies (all required each day he attends.) I explained how I’d labeled some items in spanish and english, because he identifies many things in spanish and will ask for them in that language. For a moment, I wondered whether this unusual act would get Will kicked out of the program. Her eyes sort of glazed over and I swear her head did a quick 360 degree spin. But she seemed to recover so we moved on. I sort of wanted to stay for awhile and kind of transition him into the environment, but they encouraged me to leave and so I did. There were other parents behind me lined up to deposit their kids after me. As I left, I admit, I choked back some tears.
When I came to pick him up, he was being held at the door and the moment he saw me, he started to cry. They said that he had been off and on wanting me, but for the most part was fine until the last 30 minutes or so. (His nap time usually is around 11-11:30, so I wasn’t that surprised that he sort of began to break down so close to 1pm.) My feeling is that things will be worse Wednesday — because he will know what is going to happen. Paul’s Mom (who is an early childhood education specialist) suggested that Paul take a role in the drop offs, maybe the primary role, and see if he takes it easier. Separation from me is definitely the tough part for him. (This is both the most emotionally difficult part of being a mother — and it is the most important. I’d about die if it wasn’t this way!)
Our little rocker!
(Can’t you just hear Right Said Fred in the background??)
Compare this to the shots below… they really do grow *so* fast! I’m nuts about my fun and adorable kid, but what happened to my tiny baby?
Gwen’s a Mommy!
She’s here! Her name is Clare and she is perfectly precious!! You can read her stats on Gwen’s blog. Gwen had a great delivery with Clare coming fast (two pushes!!) Awesome job to both Mom and baby girl! I can’t wait to give her tons of kisses, introduce her to Will, and tell her about all the amazing things her Aunt Holly will teach her! Hooray and congratulations to Gwen and Mario!
Remembering Will’s first moments…
Now I am feeling nostalgic. This was the first time I held my baby! I remember when everyone in the room gasped at his red hair… this was the last thing to come out and surprised everyone!
Sicker and Sicker
Our tax dollars… support for the wealthy friends of Dubya!
– We continue to pay for the salary of the treasonous Rove.
– Worthless, resume-inflating, Brown gets “moved” (rather than canned.)
– And subsiaries of Cheney’s Halliburton get the money for post-Katrina cleanup. Jeez, what a great idea, Dubya! Particularly since Halliburton-affiliated companies have done a great job in sucking billions from U.S. taxpayers — with no accountability!
No need to take the news from me, take it from someone who work(ed) there.
