Emma is 2 1/2 years old and I am 18 weeks pregnant with baby #2! This day seems not at all unlike previous days in the life. We had a pretty good day, though, I am so grateful for a nice day with minimal toddler drama, as the previous WEEK she has been INSANE. I think she's been feeling a lack of control over her life and as a result she's pushing back and being bossy and is uptight and picky about the weirdest things. So, I think she really appreciated an easy routine day spent at home and a good night of sleep. I any case, I feel very fortunate to have had such a good day.
As is pretty common, I am awakened early by the dog around 5:45 or 6. I start the kettle and get dressed to go to the gym. We are having french press because I've decided that our 10-year-old Mr.Coffee drip coffeemaker has too much built up gunge to make delicious coffee, but for some reason, I have been unable to bring myself to spend $17 on a new one.
The little one is sleeping in a little this morning. The husband even gets out of bed before she forces him to. I want to say goodbye to her before I go off to the gym - fortunately she gets up just before I have to leave, and is in a remarkably good mood.
We get her set up with some milk. She tells me she wants to do a project with data while I'm at the gym.
I head out to they gym around 6:45. My bump is outrageous for being only 4.5 months along, and I am not terribly happy about that, bah.
I get back by 8:15, and play with Emma a little, and clean things up a bit while Husband gets ready for work. He heads out a little after 8:30. I start some black beans cooking for Thursday's dinner (a work day).
I make a cup of tea and get things ready to fold laundry (all of it - I'm really behind on folding), and Emma asks me to put on her doll's clothes.
She spots some pajama pants and decides the doll HAS to wear them. Then she tells me that her doll and two of her stuffed animals pooped their pants and need and diaper change and new clothes. So cute to see her projecting her experiences onto her toys.
She also does something awesome by picking out a totally reasonable outfit for herself (no clown costume!) and (mostly) putting it on by herself while I'm working. This is unusual as most mornings, it takes a lot of convincing to get her dressed.
Next, the dog needs some love, so we get ready to walk her. But first, a snack. I pull out some grapes from Sunday's grocery expedition, only to find that they are already moldy! Sad! I give Emma the few that are OK, and throw the rest out.
We are ready by 10:30. We need shoes, hats, sunscreen, collar for the dog, poop bags (for the dog!), sweaters, ... I needed to change my outfit since I thought those turquoise running shorts were looking frumpy under my baby bump.
Some really awesome flowers are coming up around the neighborhood - hedgehog/claret cup cactus is a personal favorite.
The weather is amazing - cool and slightly overcast. It feels like I'm on vacation somewhere else.
These poppies grow all around our area like weeds, but they are so cute. I always like pretty plants that don't need a ton of water to survive.
Almost home, with a little view of the mountains.
I planned to let Emma walk at the golf course, but I think she got scared by a golf cart (she thought it was a tractor) and elected to stay in the stroller. It is getting pretty close to lunch time. I make up some strawberry and banana smoothies and chicken breakfast sausage from Trader Joe's. We eat them with whole wheat tortilla from Trader Joe's. Even though we live in Albuquerque, I think Trader Joe's has some of the best tortillas in town (excepting the Frontier).
After lunch, Emma happily plays with some gel pens she got from the Easter bunny.
I take the opportunity to get pizza dough ready for dinner.
I didn't actually read these books on Weds, but I wanted to blog them because they are so great. They have piles of fairy tales, and illustrations. They are going to be so nice to have when the kids are a little older.
These are the books we actually read. There is a little bit of drama around getting Emma to accept the fact that naptime is happening, but I get her to sleep (relatively) easily a little before two. I take to opportunity to take a shower, rest, and put in a little time on my knitting project. I'm also thrilled not to be utterly exhausted to the point of actually NEEDING to nap myself, and being able to do something fun. It was a hard first trimester.
When she wakes up, she's a little grumpy. I give her edamame for snack anyway, since its almost four and I don't want to spoil her appetite for dinner. She eventually eats a few after realizing that I'm not going to give her anything else. (She actually liked these pretty well the last time we had them). I thought they were great - we need to eat these more often!
While she's in her high chair she tinkles in her pants a little for some reason (I have no idea why she's had this regression in potty training.) She picks out some dry pants to wear.
Then she wants to play with her blue puzzle (it features Peter Pan and was given to us by my mom who is a retired kindergarden teacher). I am impressed to discover that she has memorized the location of all of the pieces. While she's happily playing, I decide to mend her pants.
When I get out the camera, she says, "Want to see picture of Emma!" and tries to take a picture. To keep her from removing the batteries, I show her how to take a selfie.
Then it's time to get started on dinner. Emma likes playing with the dough.
Dad is home and ready for dinner. Here he is mocking the silly toddler fake smile.
After dinner, these two play Hello Kitty dominoes (a strange but actually very nice purchase by Emma's other grandma).
Then I go crazy and decide it is time to wash sweaters. The blue one is Emma's and the gray one is for the new baby! (socks are for husband)
Nature comes on Wednesday nights at 7, so we let Emma stay up a little bit to watch. It is about Japanese snow monkeys, very cool. I put Emma to bed, then I crash on the couch during Nova. I actually told husband I'd do the dishes, but I was sooooo happy that he did them. I apparently got so excited about having a good day and not being outrageously tired that I plain wore myself out. In bed by 9:30 I think.