The First Week Home

A lot of people have been asking about my first week at home with AJ, so I figured a blog post was in order.

Monday morning, we went grocery shopping. That may not seem like such a big deal, but Jesse has been the primary grocery shopper pretty much since we got married. It was a bit strange to be shopping in the middle of the day, but the lines were way better than they are on the weekends.

Boots? Coat? Walk?

Boots? Coat? Walk?

In the afternoon, the sun was out and it was reasonably warm, so we went for a walk. AJ loves to walk. She asks for one pretty much every day.

Here Mama, let me help you.

Here Mama, let me help you.

Tuesday morning, AJ decided I needed to start unpacking my boxes from my desk at work. So she set to work unpacking them for me. Then she arranged everything inside the bottom portion of an upside-down chair.

Drumming on the table with chopsticks. Like you do.

Drumming on the table with chopsticks. Like you do.

Then we went & met Jesse for sushi lunch. He had gotten a groupon to Ohana in Seattle, so we drove up there (because we could). Oh. Em. Gee. You guys. That sushi is amazing. Our server, Gordon, was absolutely smitten with AJ and took fantastic care of her. She got oranges & bananas before the meal, miso soup & rice with our meal, and an Oreo cookie for dessert. The only thing that was a little confusing was that we were never offered a high chair.

Fish? Fish? Fish?

Fish? Fish? Fish?

This fish lamp was on the shelf behind us. AJ is really into labeling everything, so every time she saw it she would ask “Fish? Fish? Fish?” “Yes, honey. Those are fish. Good job.”

Sitting at the big girl table.

Sitting at the big girl table.

The sushi kicked off Jesse’s Carb Nite, so after dinner, we headed out the new Black Bear froyo bar that just moved in next to Winco. AJ is tall enough (barely) to sit at the chairs at the table &amp loves to do so. I sometimes can’t believe how grown up she looks.

What? You told me to sit on my bottom.

What? You told me to sit on my bottom.

This picture captures pretty well the personality & typical behavior of my daughter. After unbuckling her high chair & climbing onto her knees and being told multiple times to “Sit on your bottom”, she kicked her feet off to the side & smirked at me, like “Okay, I’m sitting on my bottom, but you didn’t say I had to face forward.” Seriously. Whose kid is this? I don’t know anyone who ever behaved like that…

My amazing family made this happen.

My amazing family made this happen.

Part of me wishes I had taken a before picture of this space, but, on the other hand, I find myself grateful that there isn’t any photographic evidence of the state it was in. I have written multiple times about my struggles with homemaking & housecleaning in particular. Being home allowed me to cook & maintain a certain level of stasis, but I couldn’t seem to make a dent in the dishes. My mom & grandma came over today & ran two full loads through my dishwasher, not to mention myriads of handwash dishes piled in both sinks & both sides of the counters. I feel like I’ll be able to start the week off ahead, rather than in the same place I left off or worse.

Thanks to both of you! You guys are amazing!

How Many Words?

I receive a weekly update from a website called BabyCenter on AJ’s current development. This week was “22 months, 2 weeks“. As I was clicking through the various links related to her current development cycle, I ran across these two statements:

A typical 22-month-old’s vocabulary consists of about 20 words, and most toddlers can also combine a couple of words to ask questions or make statements…

…If you point to body parts on your child or a doll and ask her what they are, she should be able to name five or more. If you ask her, “Where is your foot?” or “Where are your ears?” she should be able to point to the right places.

I chuckled a little & sent the info over IM to Jesse.

Jesse: It’s hard to tell but i bet she knows more than 20 words
me: yes<
i think her grammatical sentences are ahead of the curve too
she’s supposed to be able to name 5 body parts
o_0
Jesse: Wow
Head, hands, fingers, knees, feet, toes, eyes, mouth, teeth, hair, nose, shoulders, elbows
12 I can think of that she has said more than once
me: this morning she told me that her feet were cold
and then she wrapped her hands around them to try to warm them up
Jesse: Wow
me: tummy
did you get that one?
belly button
Jesse: Oh right
So she has 3x the number
me: basically
Jesse: Great job agent, your verbal skills are growing faster than our projections
Editorial note: this is a reference to a game called Crackdown
me: <snort>

On top of her vocabulary, she has begun stringing together surprising sentences. Here are a few of the ones that have caused us to look at her in amazement:

I want some
I want a bite
I want a drink
I want bite please

From the bathroom: “Mama?” “Yes?” “I going take a bath.”

Ch-ch-changes

In one month, I will be leaving the place I have been gainfully employed for the last six years.

I am both terrified and excited by this prospect. Six years of my life have revolved around walking in those doors five days a week. I love my job and my colleagues, and (for the most part) the six years have been fulfilling and enjoyable. (Every job has its down-sides, and this one was by no means perfect.)

However, here are some people who can give 40 hours of their energy a week at a job and still care well for their families, and I am not one of them. Even before having children, I slept most of my days off or spent the days staring at the computer or TV screen. Add a baby, now toddler, into the mix, and I have been running at the ragged edge of what my mind and body can sustain.

We will be paying off our last credit card in the next 3-4 weeks, thanks to 10 months of hardcore debt snowballing. At that point my salary becomes nice, but unnecessary. Jesse is now at a job that covers all of our monthly expenses, with career development opportunities available.

So what are going to be doing with yourself?

First and foremost, I will be loving on my daughters while they are awake. Right now, I get AJ up to get her dressed, fed, and out the door to daycare. She doesn’t nap incredibly well for anyone (me, my mom, or daycare), so that means she usually falls asleep on the way home, and I carry her in to start the bedtime routine. The longer it has gone on, the less bearable it has become. (I will admit to some days being rather gleeful at dropping her grumpy butt off with someone else.) :D

With the addition of another little one, it is both financially unsustainable to pay for full-time childcare and emotionally unsustainable for our family. Since part-time employment is not an option in my current position, I am choosing to leaving the corporate world, perhaps permanently.

But Amy, you just don’t seem like, you know, the domestic type.

Tell me about it. But I am going to give my best shot at being the domestic support my husband and children so desperately need and haven’t gotten.

But aside from that, I am starting a freelance web development business. My hope is to be able to keep my skills sharp and continue to be involved in the industry I love so much. I am going to be working on my discipline by keeping fairly strict “office hours” for myself. It wouldn’t do any good to stop working full-time for someone else only to move on to working (more than) full-time for myself. I am hoping to find a balance somewhere around 16-20 hours a week.

For those of you interested, (I’ve heard there are a few) I am not currently accepting any new projects, but you may contact me at amy [at] tuimaladesign [dot] com.

On top of that, I started designing jewelry last year. I would like to spend some time expanding my line & refining my designs. I also just haven’t had the time to get my eCommerce site set up, so all my sales have come by word of mouth and personal request.

I would also like to finish up that novel that I started for NaNoWriMo, and working for myself gives me the ability to put projects on hold while I spend the brain energy on that process.

In short, I’m going to be one busy mama. But I’ll have time to be a wife &amp, mama first, and everything else can flow into place after that.

Wait, did you say daughters?

Yes. Yes, I did.

We cut these cupcakes open to reveal the gender to our family.

We cut these cupcakes open to reveal the gender to our family.

Christmas Eve

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Traditional Christmas Eve PJ’s for AJ.

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Then we finally set up the Christmas tree.

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AJ’s ornament for this year.

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This year’s Christmas ornament for Jesse & I.

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Daddy read the Christmas story, and Mama read “The Night Before Christmas”.

Time for bed! Tomorrow we’ll go to grandma & grandpa’s house.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

One Year

Oh my goodness! Can you believe it?

Since we’re a couple months behind on her updates, I’ll give you the tl:dr from the last couple of months.

Milestones: Babbling. Pulling up. Two more teeth. Pincer grasp (and the extra dexterity that brings). As I type this, she’s working on unassisted standing.

Height & weight: Actually, I have no idea. She seems really long & heavy, until I compare her to my friends’ moose babies. We have her 1 year check up on Monday, so I’ll find out then.

And now, the photos.

Pulling up for the first time!!

We dedicated AJ to the Lord at PSCC.

The family celebrating AJ's dedication.

AJ exploring the sensory eggs her Auntie Kari made her.

This is such an AJ face right here. Checking everything out.

Yay! One of us all looking at the camera. Amazing that it can be so difficult with even one kiddo.

Those eyes are still absolutely captivating.

She's fascinated by all things tech (of course), this is me getting about 10 minutes of time by giving her bubble wrap on my tablet.

This is her pushing her veggies around to make me think she ate them.

Daddy & AJ at the new downtown Tacoma Anthem Coffee.

AJ's first birthday card!! Great-grandma Jean gets the honors of being first. :D

This is the face you'll see if she thinks food is being prepared.

Daddy sung AJ to sleep. #heartmelt

Dearest AJ -

This last year has been the best of my life. You have brought so many changes. Some I expected. Some I didn’t.

You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have softened many hard edges and brought me face to face with the depth of my selfishness.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being quick to forgive when your mama is a bit snappish, or over-tired, or overwhelmed, or… or… Thank you for being glad to see me. The look on your face when I walk into a room makes my day, every time.

I love you more than words can ever say. And more than you will ever understand, until you see the next generation of those eyes looking up at you.

Happy birthday, love. Here’s to many, many more.

Mama

Obligatory Christmas Post

Yes, it’s way late, but I’ve decided not to worry about it. Also, it’s just pictures because I’m too tired to come up with words at the moment.

Also, munchkin is 8 months old. She has her two bottom teeth, and since the drooling & obsessive chewing haven’t stopped, I’m guessing the top two are not far behind. She is quite mobile & becoming a champion commando crawler. Almost too fast for mama to keep up with.

Merry New Year Birthiversary, AJ!