Trying.

I seem to have lost the ability to write. Where once words flowed out of me with relative ease, now it’s a struggle to compose a simple update. Is it because I’m boring/bored? Has Facebook stolen my need to blog?* Whatever the reason, I suck at updating. Sorry.

We made it through the holidays. (Thanks Stacie for the nudge.) It was low key but still exhausting. I’m glad they’re over. Am I a Grinch or what?

The kiddos are back in preschool two mornings a week. Speech therapy is on (hopefully) temporary hiatus pending insurance approval for more visits. They’re starting to string a couple of words together, but it’s slow progress and they are still largely unintelligible, even to me. Frankly, I’m tired of worrying about/working on it/caring about it. We’ll get there.

B. has been local since November. He was supposed to have been gone this week and next, but the trip was cancelled. I was actually disappointed. I could use a little alone time, even if alone means me and the kids. B. is really unhappy with his work situation right now and is driving himself (and me in the process) crazy. I wish he could leave work stuff at work, but he can’t. He’s even more distracted than normal, grouchy, perpetually stressed and constantly trying on different “what if?” scenarios. It’s frustrating because much of what he’s worrying about is out of his control, which sucks for him. I’m trying to be patient, but patience is often in short supply around here.

I’m trying to drink less alcohol, but not because I think I have a drinking problem. More of a caloric thing. I’m heavier than I’d like to be and cutting back from 10-12 glasses of wine a week to 5 -6 is a lot of calories over time. If I could just combine that with smaller portion sizes and less sweets, I might actually lose some weight.

Toddler weirdness du jour? Little Girl is holding food in her mouth for extended periods of time. Usually graham crackers, but it has also been celery, carrots, and meat. She’ll literally walk around for an hour with a mouthful of chewed food. No amount of coercion will convince her to swallow. I think it’s a control issue for her. (Apple doesn’t fall very far from the tree on that one - I’ve been called controlling a time or twenty.)

Potty training is not going very well. They both pee on the potty most every day, but rarely poop and they never take the initiative to use the potty on their own. I’m planning on trying big kid undies in March or April - maybe. I’m dreading it, though. So many of the milestones looming on the horizon (potty training, toddler bed, no more binkies at night) seem like a lot of trouble & work. Isn’t it great how I can be depressed about the future?

*Save me from Facebook. I’m so ridiculously addicted. I used to be the snooty one saying I’d never get sucked in and now look at me. Hopeless.