Miranda told me and Rey that the Chupacabra was going to come get us. When we asked, "What? Where did you hear that?" She said that when Scooby and the gang went to Mexico they saw the Chupacabra! Thank goodness for good ol'fashioned TV and Scooby is still keeping up with good scary stories. Turns out the chupacabra was really just a robot. Of course! Did we expect any less from Scooby Doo?
Most of you know Miranda is 4 years old. Today she brought me a piece of paper she said was a letter to her cousin Emily. She drew a heart and wrote an I and a U then her attempt at writing Emily. She wrote an E, M, and an I, with an L and O. But what a great attempt at writing "I love U Emily!" She's starting to listen to the sound of letters and figuring out how to spell. Isn't she amazing?
When she said she needed a new piece of paper because her letter got wet Rey told her to e-mail her (jokingly of course, Emily is also 4) and Miranda replied, "Okay, show me how to get on E-mail.com," with a completely straight face.
That reminded me of another time when she was 3 she told us that the little computer icon on the Green Giant box that said greengiant.com said, "broccoli.com" TOO funny!
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Walking
I've gone walking three days in a row. Yesterday Miranda went with me and walked/jogged most of the way. I was out 40 min and she walked 30 of those minutes. She finally got in the stroller for the last round around the block.
I love for her to get exercise so I encourage her to come with me but I also really like for her to get in the stroller too. When she and the baby are in there together I'm pushing roughly 80 lbs. 50 lbs of Miranda, 25 lbs of Seth, and maybe 5 lbs of stroller since it's a double stroller. So it's a great work out to push both of them. When I do I can feel it in my arms and in my back.
Today she didn't want to go with me because my nephew is visiting us and staying overnight. His mom had to go out of town. So she was excited about having a visitor and she stayed in and played.
I also like for her to go with me because I feel like I'm encouraging her to exercise and we're making it a way of life. She loves to run so when I bought her her last pair of tennis shoes I got her running shoes from Stride Rite.
I probably talk about my kids way too much but that's OK. They are part of my life right now. One day they'll be grown and they'll be living their own lives and all I'll have left are my precious memories of them.
I love for her to get exercise so I encourage her to come with me but I also really like for her to get in the stroller too. When she and the baby are in there together I'm pushing roughly 80 lbs. 50 lbs of Miranda, 25 lbs of Seth, and maybe 5 lbs of stroller since it's a double stroller. So it's a great work out to push both of them. When I do I can feel it in my arms and in my back.
Today she didn't want to go with me because my nephew is visiting us and staying overnight. His mom had to go out of town. So she was excited about having a visitor and she stayed in and played.
I also like for her to go with me because I feel like I'm encouraging her to exercise and we're making it a way of life. She loves to run so when I bought her her last pair of tennis shoes I got her running shoes from Stride Rite.
I probably talk about my kids way too much but that's OK. They are part of my life right now. One day they'll be grown and they'll be living their own lives and all I'll have left are my precious memories of them.
My Mother's Face
Every time Miranda makes a certain expression I see my mother's face. She has this one little thing she does where she closes her eyes, raises her eyebrows and purses her lips. I want to hug and kiss her all at the same time and that little girl knows why. I've told her enough times and when I ask her if she knows why I feel the way I do when I look at her she answers, "Because I look like your mom." My sweet little girl! How it tears my heart into little pieces!
I tell my husband how I feel when I look at her and now I realize how my mother must have felt when she looked at me. The difference between my mother and me is that my mother never really told me how she felt when she looked at me. Honestly I probably wouldn't have really understood like I do now that I have my own daughter that looks like my own mother. She wasn't a very affectionate person and wasn't someone to talk about her feelings. She actually became more affectionate as I got older.
All I know is that my mom would say wistfully, "How funny that of all my girls the one who looks the most like my mother, and even has curly hair like her, was born after she died and she never met you."
The same thing happened to me. Miranda was born 1 year and 2 months after my mother died.
I never realized how much I look like my grandmother Mercedes (Meche) until now that I'm older. It was the most obvious when my daughter told me at 3 that the picture of my grandmother at my father's house was me. I told her "no," that it was my grandmother and she insisted that it was me. I made a copy of that picture and it now hangs in my dining room.
My daughter still says it's me, even though she now understands that it's not. And when I look at her and see my mother I laugh at the irony of life. I look like Meche and Miranda looks like Belia. History repeats itself and years ago maybe there was another mother and another daughter that looked like us too. Generation after generation.
I tell my husband how I feel when I look at her and now I realize how my mother must have felt when she looked at me. The difference between my mother and me is that my mother never really told me how she felt when she looked at me. Honestly I probably wouldn't have really understood like I do now that I have my own daughter that looks like my own mother. She wasn't a very affectionate person and wasn't someone to talk about her feelings. She actually became more affectionate as I got older.
All I know is that my mom would say wistfully, "How funny that of all my girls the one who looks the most like my mother, and even has curly hair like her, was born after she died and she never met you."
The same thing happened to me. Miranda was born 1 year and 2 months after my mother died.
I never realized how much I look like my grandmother Mercedes (Meche) until now that I'm older. It was the most obvious when my daughter told me at 3 that the picture of my grandmother at my father's house was me. I told her "no," that it was my grandmother and she insisted that it was me. I made a copy of that picture and it now hangs in my dining room.
My daughter still says it's me, even though she now understands that it's not. And when I look at her and see my mother I laugh at the irony of life. I look like Meche and Miranda looks like Belia. History repeats itself and years ago maybe there was another mother and another daughter that looked like us too. Generation after generation.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Too Early for Me!
I've been up since 3 a.m. with the baby. He just doesn't want to go back to sleep. He's back in his crib now and I think he's finally quieting down. I'm exhausted of course!
Updates. I finally hit the 10 lb loss mark after fluctuating around it for the last 2 weeks. So I've officially lost 10 lbs now! Woo Hoo! Hopefully I'm getting over my plateau now. Question: Why is gaining weight so easy and losing it so hard?
Rey and I discussed Miranda going to school this past evening and we decided there are too many cons to the pros. We're just going to wait for her to go to Kinder.
No, he fooled me! I hear him crying again. Ay a yay! Please tell me I'll make it through the day on 3.5 hrs of sleep!
Updates. I finally hit the 10 lb loss mark after fluctuating around it for the last 2 weeks. So I've officially lost 10 lbs now! Woo Hoo! Hopefully I'm getting over my plateau now. Question: Why is gaining weight so easy and losing it so hard?
Rey and I discussed Miranda going to school this past evening and we decided there are too many cons to the pros. We're just going to wait for her to go to Kinder.
No, he fooled me! I hear him crying again. Ay a yay! Please tell me I'll make it through the day on 3.5 hrs of sleep!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Writing & My Baby May Go To School
I've been guilty. I haven't written like I should. I'm no good at juggling everything- work, exercise, eating right, spending time with the kids, studying for my meetings and what gets sacrificed? My writing. It gets the back burner every time. Too many things to do and too few hours in our lives. But yesterday during lunch I started writing my most difficult character. The one I feel I know the least. And I did well! I couldn't believe how easy it was once I got started. She's not that hard to get to know...
Great News! Miranda may be able to go to Pre-K after all! I'm so excited by the possibility. I'll tell you more later!
Great News! Miranda may be able to go to Pre-K after all! I'm so excited by the possibility. I'll tell you more later!
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