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A better 2013 for our kids

21 Dec

I had a nightmare last night that Rachel died.(Yes, that is Baby Beez’ real name. I haven’t used it on here before, but referring to her with a cutesy pseudonym didn’t feel right, in the context of something so upsetting).
I woke up with that sad hollowness that I can only imagine is a shadow of the tremendous grief a parent suffers at the loss of a child.  I roused her from her crib, and snuggled her in my bed for all the minutes I could afford.  I ached dropping her off at daycare today.  I spent the whole day anxious for that moment where I could pick her up and just be with her.  I knew she was safe and fine and happy, but I was shaken enough by my dream that all I wanted was to be with her.

2012 has not been kind to children.  The tragedy at Newtown has shaken the whole country.  I can’t listen to news stories about it any more, I have to change the channel whenever it comes up.  It’s too upsetting.  I have two friends who have lost young children this year. There is nothing more heartwrenching than the misery twisting the face of a parent mourning a child.  I have had several other friends have struggled with their children through complicated and scary health conditions.

We’ve made it to the winter solstice.  The days will get brighter from here on out. January will bring us a new beginning, and new hope.  Hold your little ones close, and lets make 2013 a happier, healthier and more loving world for them.

A Screaming Time at the Pumpkin Patch

9 Oct

Literally. She screamed the entire time.

I know that a blog is supposed to be the “highlight reel” of your life, but sometimes living with a toddler is frustrating.  Adorable but OMG frustrating.  Baby Beez is a good sleeper. A GREAT sleeper, really. If she had her way, on the weekends she would wake up at 7am, then lay down for a nap from 10:30am-2:30pm, and then go to bed at 8. I shouldn’t complain about this. A good sleeper is a blessing. However, if we actually want to have family time on the weekends, it makes things complicated. And full of screams.

Mr. Beez and I had the audacity to spend a family afternoon at the pumpkin patch (Hello 30 before 30, take Baby Beez to a U-Pick farm). Baby Beez napped in the car, and when we arrived and woke her up, she was NOT happy. They had pony rides. She asked to ride the pony. I brought her over to the pony. She screamed at the pony. (The pony was good natured, used to bratty behavior, and not offended).

She did manage to enjoy picking up pumpkins and carrying them around.






She smiled for the pictures, but photos are deceiving. These poses were interspersed with flailing and “no!!”




We did manage to make a great dent in our grocery shopping. All this produce for $60! Win.


Baby Beez did  find some small measure of happiness in the corn box. She raked it around and poured it into containers. And she managed to do all of this without throwing herself on the ground, screaming, or punching anyone. She was actually well behaved for that part of the visit.



Ah, the drama of being 2.

And Now We Are Two

5 Sep

Baby Beez turned two today!

Two years ago, she came into this world a tiny screaming peanut.

And one year ago, she was still a bright eyed cheerful baby.

Now she’s two, and not quite so tiny. She’s a firecracker. She’s funny. She’s headstrong. She’s loving. What a sweet girl.

We had a little family get-together this weekend to celebrate.








And to celebrate her birthday today, we visited the park.





And had dinner for breakfast at Eat n Park.




Happy birthday, sweet girl!