Finally a post

I am settled in, but not completely. To be perfectly content I need to have a new sofa, a daybed, and so much stuff we will never be out of debt. I like it this way. I even got around to taking care of myself. After I found V a pediatrician who accepted out health care and was close by (trust me not an easy thing) I got myself taking care of. I have a consultation in March with a surgeon; we’ll talk all about slicing me open. So heads up I will be in Boston in March.
I love our new house, the kitchen alone makes me very happy but then I see the bedrooms and melt inside. It is a bit of a hassle to go anywhere but I sort of like staying in all the time. The child loves this house! He loves the freedom of running from his room, down the hallway, through the living room and into my arms. I love him.
I like being sort of normal. For about 2 years my husband and I spent a LOT of time together. He worked from home and would harass me about breakfast, lunch, dinner, his underwear on the floor, the two plates in the sink, etc. Now he goes to the office like any other normal human being and I must admit I like it. No harassing! We even manage to have blissfully happy weekends. V loves seeing his dad Saturday morning! He turns all giggly and smiley. I try very hard to NOT miss that moment.
Teacher of the Year also comes down on weekends. V loves her too. He loves her more then me. He hugs her and calls her ‘momma’ and eats everything she puts in front of him. He ignores me the entire weekend if she is there and I like the break. I have his love the whole week so I can give it up on the weekends. Oh I cried a lot the first weekend it happened but then I saw the silver lining to it all; guilt free shopping.

V is still not talking but he is doing a lot of pointing. He can point to things like, lamp, dog, cat, clock, cow, elephant, and car. And he still refuses to say ‘papa’ and it drives DH crazy. He can run now, but saves it for special occasions, such as running into traffic when out on a walk. He plays ball with me, and occasionally kickball. Very amusing. He has a sensitive back and laughs mightily when I tickle him or give him a back massage. He gets in and out of the bathtub all by himself. He knows when to go to the changing table and ask for his pacifier (only when there is a dirty diaper). When tired he puts his hands behind his back and walks leaning forward. He brings me books to read and immediately settles into my lap. V can blow a kiss but I have to do something extra special for that kind of attention. V loves blueberry waffles. He washes his own hands and face after meals. His favorite animal is a cow because he can say ‘moo’ while pointing to it. He loves his three stuffed bunnies and one black dog that Angie gave us. V knows a lot of sign language (according to me) and it makes the day that much easier. I love him so much it hurts. I think I have saturated you with V information so I end this paragraph.
On the 25th of February we are going to get 3 very special visitors. Angie, Hans, and Lukas are coming down for the weekend. My mother is coming too and has offered to baby-sit the boys while we go out to eat, but I just don’t know about this. We have thought about giving the boys a bath together, but I am worried that V will turn out to be a bath hog and push Lukas around. The two may be the same height but my chubby boy outweighs Lukas. Lukas is a lucky boy; he will be lean boy all his life. I hope that we get a new couch before they arrive so we can great them in style.
I promise to try and be better at posting. Only try. No guarantees.
Love you.
Sincerely,
Me