Sunday, August 19, 2012

A stolen moment.

It's twenty to seven.  I have laundry, to do, the dishwasher to unload and I need to make peach jam and banana bread.  I miss blogging so much.  Rarely do I have two hands free to type.  I can one handed type a short email or text but blogging requires two hands and my full attention. 

We are having an awesome time.  Also a crazy time.  Peter is amazing, so creative and hilarious.  He is now into costumes and has been wearing capes.  He puts the cape around his head and pretends to be the emperor from Star Wars.  Jamie is trying very hard to crawl, heaven help me. 

Jamie is extremely motivated to play with Peter, he sometimes will be satisfied with nothing less than being held up standing so he can see the train table while Peter plays.  I think he must have a much more exciting life than Peter did at his age.

We are about two weeks out from sleep training Jamie, so at that point I will hopefully have some time to call my own.  We are still co-sleeping, right now James is in bed with Daddy and I came down to bake bread.  Co-sleeping.  It's the best choice for us but not my first choice.  I will be delighted when the baby is in his crib.  My body is completely jacked up from sleeping on my side for almost six months.  ALMOST SIX MONTHS, incredible how the time is flying.

We have chosen a school for Peter.  He won't start til he is six but I am relieved to have finally decided.  We chose a Waldorf school.  After much research and discussion Mr. and I have decided that public school is not for us.  I do not believe that the computer is the be all and end all, and the Waldorf schools are the only schools I have found that seem to offer to teach our children to think as opposed to teaching them to watch.  The public school in our town is substandard and the housing market is still crappy around here.  We will not be able to move for a while.  But even if we could move to a better district, I think I would be devastated if Peter and James could not have that educational opportunity. 

We are debating if we want to try for a third baby.  it is a very difficult decision, even assuming the fates aligned magically and we were able to conceive on our own again.  I will be 38 in October and will nurse Jamie till March or April.  I am really REALLY not interested in being pregnant at 40.  We are concerned about being able to afford it.  We would need a bigger car, and realistically we would need a bigger house.  We are already stuffed in this one.  Even if we stayed in this house, paying to educate three children would climb from scarydoable to outrageous.  Would it be better to keep our resources for James and Peter or better to reach for the joy of a third child?  What if our next child is handicapped?  What if I went on bedrest with TWO CHILDREN AT HOME.  Etc etc etc.  For now, Mr. has said NO to another child and I find it to be freeing.  I am free to focus my mind exclusively on snuggling and enjoying Peter and James.  And I do.  I suppose i have been a bad blogger but a good mom.