Friday, August 11 It's 3:30 AM and I can't sleep. So it's a good time to update this thing. John asked me if I have a penis yesterday. It was cute. He is so smart and funny. He got his first real bike last weekend and loves it. I wish he was completely potty trained already, but he just doesn't seem to care. He'll occasionally say he has to go potty and go to the bathroom, or if it's not convenient, he'll just pee his pants, or poop. Fun. Max is almost saying a few words - mom, dad, bye, juice, more. He loves going to the bathroom on the toilet. He also loves peeing off the deck. I took the Idaho bar a couple weeks ago. I'm not sure how I did on the essays, or really, how they'll grade them. I didn't know everything, but I was able to talk about most issues and rules, and I know what I didn't know. The MBE didn't seem bad at all compared to the awful practice questions I did. I will find out in 5 weeks and then swearing in is supposed to be two later. My mom already bought a plane ticket to come out for it. No, she can use it for a year should there be no reason to come this time. I think I've decided on the name Jane for a girl. Yep, it's a girl. John's a little worried. He hears girls are a lot tougher than boys and doesn't think he'll be able to talk to her, based on what he witnessed between his dad and sister. OK, I should try to go back to sleep. Wednesday, August 23 I wonder what crayons can do to a dryer. It's weird to be hitting these next stages of childhood with John. It seems everyday there's something new signaling how much he's growing. I just threw clothes in the dryer and found about 20 crayons at the bottom of the washer. I managed to find a couple that made it into the dryer and, of course, am now sure I hear more rolling around in there. Going through boxes yesterday I found John's potty chair and Max loves it. He's already sat on it - and peed - about 5 times this morning. I also found John's SpongeBob bed tent. They're playing in it now. He says he wants to sleep in it again. Something about our current sleeping arrangement needs to change in the next 3 months. It may take that long to get him back in his own bed for good. I'm not sure what to do about Max, though. I am now an affiliated Bradley instructor! Woo hoo! That didn't take long, eh? I am planning to start a class in a couple weeks. I have one couple so far, but have put up flyers in town. There was a girl who called me in June, but I ended up telling her I couldn't try to do a class until after the bar. We talked about doing a quickie class, but I didn't get a call back a couple weeks ago and assume she had her baby. The problem is I gave her a workbook and another Bradley book to read and now I'm not sure how to get them back. I've been reading back through the workbook and teacher's manual to get reacquainted with the material and to make sure I haven't forgotten anything that I should or shouldn't be doing. John and I did the butterfly exercise last night that I never did with John or Max. My legs couldn't handle being held back the whole time I was pushing and were pretty weak right after having them, so I think I should try doing it regularly. I want to get back to yoga, too, but just can't get myself out of bed that early anymore. Plus our house is surrounded by hills, unlike our house in Illinois, so I can't really ride my bike anywhere and walking is tough. I should do something, though. I ordered new vanity plates for the volvo a couple weeks ago and my request was rejected for being inappropriate. I asked for 4BRSTFD. I think I might push it since it seems to violate free speech. License plates could be considered a public forum because people are allowed to express themselves with them. A policy that bans body parts and bodily functions (what I was told) seems to me to be an arbitrary unconstitutional prior restraint. Doesn't it? I read a story about a guy who sued the DMV for denying him a license because he wouldn't provide his social security number for religious reasons, so I guess it shouldn't be too tricky just filing a complaint again them. It's too stupid - like the stories about moms trying to nurse in public - it's inappropriate? What the hell? How many days go by without a new finding of how breastmilk benefits moms and babies? No one on the planet can make any kind of argument for formula over breastmilk. And it's not even close. Ugh. The topic just makes me crazy. Why does anyone choose formula? I think most of the time any mom who tries to say she couldn't breastfeed has been told that by some ignorant nurse or doctor. IT MAKES ME CRAZY!!!!!! OK, sandbox time. |
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