Monday, February 16, 2009

Its my (birthday) party and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to.

I’m told that the age of 3 is worse than the age of 2 for most kids. And though I hate to believe that is possibly true, I must say again that 2 is unbelievably entertaining. Maybe its because she’s just learning to talk and can’t actually verbalize every thought that crosses her mind, but these little conversations with Reagan are awfully amusing. Even when she mutters some specific phrase over and over and over and I can’t figure out what it is, I still like to watch her face as she tries repeatedly to communicate with me. This morning, I was especially amused to hear her asking from her room at 6:20 AM “Get up please. Up please.” It must be that she couldn’t wait to wish me a happy birthday.

Yes, today is my 29th birthday. So far my favorite moment of the day was hearing Reagan sing to me. Pretty sure that’s unbeatable...but you’re welcome to try.

We had an okay weekend. I get pretty claustrophobic sometimes when it snows a whole bunch we are basically stuck in the house. Even if its just going to Walmart to walk around, that’s better than being stuck in the house. I don’t know...I just don’t like to feel so trapped I guess.

Church was nice - a very good sermon and a really moving communion service. Reagan didn’t sit very well again - though this time she managed to actually stay in the sanctuary for the entire service. Honestly, I just don’t think she is ready to sit still - she’s got way too much wiggle in her. We bring all kinds of things for her to snack on or read or play with, but she’s more interested in just climbing off and on the pew. But we don’t really want to bring her to the nursery in these winter months because that is a whole ‘nother germ pool we’d be exposing her to...and we really don’t need any more colds or sicknesses right now. Anyway...she’ll eventually get the hang of it - we know that. But it can be pretty distracting to have her army-crawling underneath all the pews in search of “lost” pieces of someone else’s candy. Ew. We took communion at the front and this preggo mom had a terrible time not bursting into tears when Reagan got a special blessing on her as well. We do that every once in a while and I find it VERY moving every time. It’s a really powerful way to include all members in a communion service, I think.

We also attended the potluck at church, and while the food was still very very good, I had a lot of trouble finding food Reagan would eat. I know she’s a picky two-year old eater - but there just wasn’t a lot that she was really interested in.

Sunday night of course we watched the premiere of The Amazing Race! Oh I have missed that show! It was so good, too. Brian and I laughed a LOT throughout the whole thing. Especially watching the giant 50 pound wheels of cheese skittering down the mountain - effectively making them weapons of death. And yeah, I totally teared up at the end when the deaf guy and his mom came in first. And then I completely lost it when Phil actually signed to him that they were team number one. Good grief. Bring out the kleenex.

I’d like to say that I’m another year wiser...at least another day wiser...but the truth is I’m another day more emotional. It doesn’t take much to make me cry and I’m a bit raw. Everything is just right at the surface. Poor Reagan gets confused by Mommy crying, but still handles it really well. Sometimes she says, “Issokay” (all one word). I don’t remember being like this when I was pregnant with her - though maybe I was. But everything about this pregnancy is so different (a post for another time). At any rate, if you wish me a happy birthday and I burst into tears, please don’t be alarmed. I’ll be okay. In about 4 months.


Anonymous said...

I laughed hysterically at the cheese bit too. Too funny! I couldn't stop and I felt horrible about it because it looked painful.

Krista said...

Happy Birthday Jean! Yes the cheese rolling was funny. Brian thought they should have tried to hit the men laughing at them at the bottom of the hill.

Stephanie said...

Happy, Happy Birthday sweet Jean!! I hope that doesn't make you cry :) Glad you were able to get out this weekend, bummed that you have more snow! I hope this year is the best one yet!!