How did I miss 19 months? I was just thinking I should blog and was looking at my recent entries to see what I had last blogged and yikes I totally missed 19. I think I blogged it in my head one night and forgot I never actually typed it, hah.

(The one hat she will wear, from REI with ewww bugs on it, grasshoppers aren’t too bad though, saying “cheese”.)

The last month has flown by.BG hasn’t been sick much, just normal toddler stuff (runny nose of course) but she sleeps well and her tantrums are just regular stuff. We had a follow up ENT appointment and her ears are perfectly clear and she can hear very well so those tubes have worked their magic. Ironically I’ve been sick fairly frequently. I’ve been very lucky I had/have 28 vacation/sick days to help deal with that. I’ve given up on saving any days for maternity leave etc. If you save the days up you get pair for them prior to maternity leave (that’s how I did it last time, I had like 15 days or so) but this time I’m just going to use them as I need them to make sure I get the rest I need.

DH has been a very important presence in the family the last few months, and he has handled the additional stress with ease. He is fantastic about helping me and not complaining about it. He’s been on bath duty for a while now. BG kept giving me issues about getting OUT of the tub and its been hard physically to get her out when she gets mad. This morning for example he helped me out to the car. I put BG in her car seat as she prefers I do it and will struggle really hard with him. He’s more the “guy” and just holds her until she stops fighting; I prefer the sweeter tactic of distraction to make her happy so avoid the screaming and tears. So he was holding my purse and laptop and when I went to put her in she arched her back. I said to DH, “Please help me distract her, lets sing ‘You are my sunshine’” which is one of the few songs DH will sing. BG stopped wiggling immediately and just looked at us in fascination as we sang the chorus to her 3 times in order for me to be able to buckle her in; once she’s in she’s fine.

So my best friend Laurel visited and was an amazing help with BG, we cooked and as we are close like sisters, she decided to re-organize a bunch of shelves/cupboards in my kitchen. Oh and we made Egg Kaka (she’s whom the recipe is from) and she gave me a few baking tips. It of course tasted better then when I fixed it but I am not sure what she did differently. So then we went off for Spring Break and the rest of the week to visit my family in VA. It was one of the most least stressful visits we have ever had. No big holiday or stressful event to worry about. We did do a Passover dinner but it was very low key and mostly just about eating dinner. My mom fixed her amazing mother’s chicken noodle soup recipe which is my FAVORITE.

BG loved visiting with family, and for as often as she does NOT see my family I can’t tell you how wonderful it felt to see her instantly smile at my father, and want to sit with him and play with his mustache. She was equally happy to see everyone else as well!

She quickly learned how to say “Aiden” (her cousin) and I was trying to teach her to say “Aunt Samantha” but that is a bit of a harder name. Here is a funny video, with classic toddler antics. 

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Not much else I can think of to report. Her favorite show to watch is Mickey Mouse Play House which is part of our morning ritual. I plop her down in front of it with some cheerio’s and milk, and send DH in to sleep on the bean bag while I shower and dry my hair. We don’t want tv in the evenings accept about 20 minutes before bed time as it seems to wind her down and keep her from grabbing my hand, dragging me to the back door and asking to go “outside” 90829897845 times. I take her out ALOT, but if it’s raining and cold I don’t want her to get sick. DH says she always looks like she’s going fishing. She puts on a pair of wellies, her bug hat and her windbreaker jacket. It’s pretty funny, and she dresses herself in it all because she knows it raises the chances of getting to go outside.