It’s been a week since the end of winter vacation and I miss it already. I miss spending every day with John and Fiona, going for walks, going to the coffee shop, having little adventures. Fiona is doing great at my friend Jenny’s house. Jenny is the mom of Fiona’s friend Lyla. I don’t know what it is, but all week Fiona has been sleeping really well at night. I think maybe playing with Lyla every day is wearing her out. I hope she keeps it up.
This week I start school (my friend and I drove all the way to Santa Barbara last Tuesday, only to discover that school didn’t start until this coming week) and John will stay home with Fiona Tuesday and Thursday mornings because Jenny teaches a class that also starts this week. Fiona will continue to go to my friend Nicole’s house while I am in class.
My mom saw an orthopedist who removed her splint and did not give her a new one or a cast. She has to rest her arm but also starting using it, and she will see him again soon to assess whether or not she needs physical therapy. She is a very fast healer and I suspect she will not need it. She can’t drive for another week or so, but she is doing a lot of other things (like washing her hair) in the meantime.
Thursday we spent a really long time in the back yard while the cleaning ladies made the house look a little less disaster area-like. I like my house to be spotless and organized so having a baby has really made me have to let go of a lot of my clean issues. I still get stressed out when it gets too messy, but I no longer want to run away because the toilets need cleaning or the counters are sticky because the cleaning ladies, or cleaning fairies as I should probably call them, make it all better.
Fiona had a good time taking everything out of our little potting cart and dumping out any dirt that was in the pots (sorry the photos are fuzzy, they were taken with my phone):
We bowled with grapefruits and also threw them in the planter:
Fiona eventually grew very impatient and we went in the house.
Friday we had a nice get together with some of my favorite moms and babies.
Saturday we went to a park. Fiona had a great time climbing stairs, going down slides, chasing little boys for hugs, swinging in a swing, and running around on the grass. She ran away from us, stopped and waived, then ran back, bringing little gifts of bark mulch. I had a video but for some reason cannot upload to Youtube.
Eating snacks and pointing out birds
Is that John or a tree? It’s both!
Last night I went to Karaoke and had a great time. I’m hoping there is NO video of the event, and you will never see one on this blog!
Today we went to the beach again. Fiona ran in the water and also had fun running her fingers through the sand and making “art”:
Fiona saw some rocks with barnacles on them and ran to them. She tried to play with them like she did with the anemones during tide pooling. I think maybe she remembers that the little creatures on the rocks squirt water at her when she touches them. The barnacles did not because they were dry. She ran from rock to rock touching them and yelling something at us. Unfortunately, she tripped and fell and cut her toe. We cleaned it off and put a little band aid on it. Here she is sitting in Daddy’s lap, warming up and eating string cheese:
Nothing is more warming than sitting in Daddy’s lap eating string cheese (except maybe sitting in Mommy’s lap).
After dinner, when Fiona ate three different types of meat (beef, ham, and tuna), she climbed on the vacuum:
I hope this week goes well for us and that Fiona adjusts easily to going to bed without me twice a week.
Well, now it’s almost the end of that week. Fiona is doing ok, but she is definitely sad about me being gone so much. I really like my classes, but boy do I miss my little snuggly one. She likes to walk around the house and laugh at random things, or chuckle to herself about something only she knows about. Here she is, practicing to be the Coppertone Baby:
Or else, a plumber.
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