The Child Turns 2 And Other Adventures

Sunday the Cub will be 2 years old. Where did that come from? How are we already in multiple (as in more than 1) years? And this other one on the way? Can't WAIT to get here. So damn ready to hit the ground running she's actually a little annoyed with me for not getting pregnant sooner. Wouldn't surprise me a bit if she decided she was done cooking at 39 weeks and ready to get on with the program, dammit.

Tomorrow is the big shebang at Pump It Up. It's a little over the top for a 2nd birthday, I know. (I have no memory of my second birthday, although I have clear memories of my third, which was spent at Peppermint Park with many friends and I got to pick out my favorite dress to wear even though it was really much too small for me - but mom humored me because it was my birthday, after all. That was probably the last time I wore that little navy dress with the embroidered ribbon around the waist. But I digress ...)

The Cub may be picking up on our stress a tad. We are moving to a newer, larger house in two weeks. It is, in fact, the newest edifice of any variety that I have ever lived in. Which means that this is the first time for me to live in a dwelling that is younger than me. This probably has as much to do with my getting older as anything else. We first laid eyes on the house two weeks ago. While DH was stoned on painkillers on account of the 2mm mineral crystal stuck in his urethra. But the house was perfect and so we were under contract by the following night. And DH has just started another job, and I just signed a new client, and the Cub? Not wanting to go to bed, having meltdowns way too easily, needing lots and lots of love and hugs and kisses.

He has a broader vocabulary now, probably around 30 words. They (the therapists that we were working with) say that 50 words is a sort of threshhold, that they then start to connect words more and before you know it you're having the semblance of actual conversations! I'm really looking forward to that. He still has an expressive speech "delay" by the standard milestones, but he's excelling in other areas. He really loves the alphabet right now. He is constantly pointing out letters and calling them out, and even pointing out shapes that resemble letters that he knows and calling them out, too. Practicing saying the letters has helped him enunciate the consonant sounds in words better. He's not so big on numbers yet - nine, six and seven are the only ones he knows by name. His absolute favorite word right now is "firetruck", which comes out more like "carhuck". He still loves his school, and runs to the door waving goodbye and saying "Bye Bye! Bye Bye!" when it's time to go with Daddy in the morning. I try to tell him that there's a baby in my tummy, that he's going to have a sister, but I know that the concept is lost on him now, and probably will be until she's about 6 months old, and he's about 3, and she's sitting up and he's really getting it that this is his sister.

I am really looking forward to being done with this process and settled in the new house and able to just focus on gestating.

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