Mothering on the Edge

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Boys and Sugar

My 2 year old is coming down off the Christmas sugar high. He asked me to read him a story. Sure! So I pull out "Dora's Picnic" and start reading:

"Let's go on a picnic with Dora."
And he shrieks (I'm talking top-of-the lungs, audible 2 houses away SCREAMING), "DORA!!!"
Ooookay. Well, the boy likes Dora. I continue, "She gets 1 pineapple."
Again, the earsplitting enthusiasm, "BINEABBLE!"
"And 2 bananas."
"3 oranges."
"4 guavas."
"and 5 limes."

We read the whole book this way (Dora had quite a bit of fruit). Then he ran away, waving the book and screaming, "REEEEEAD BOOK!"

Ha! Boys who like to read...who knew they were so loud?

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Monday, December 26, 2005

Christmas Carterisms

Christmas is over, and we've had a great time. Thought I'd share a few of the funny things that could have been overheard at our house this week.

from Tori in an argument over roles for the Christmas pageant:
"No! No sheep! I'm the unihorn!" (yes, our stable had unicorns and three princesses bringing gifts to the manger)

from Hailey when explaining why she should get everything she asked for for Christmas:
"Jesus wants me to have it."

from Ender when discovered trying to climb under the Christmas tree, presumably looking for more presents:
"Don't fit!"

Hailey again, with questions about leadership:
"So, is Jesus in charge of Christmas? Or Santa Claus?"
(We decided that the two are very close friends, and Jesus has asked Santa to run most of the Christmas show so He can concentrate on more important things, like redeeming the world.)

My favorite gift (that I received): new laptop!
My second favorite gift: a sign from my mother in law that says: Dull Women Have Immaculate Houses!
My favorite gift (that I gave): bonsai trees for John
My favorite toy (that the kids got): Tori's doll house. I should have bought myself one
Most violent toy: a Skydancer (you pull a string and it's arms whip out like propeller arms and launch it toward the ceiling) It's already taken a bad fall on the pavement and knocked its head off. Poor doll.
Most disturbing: I gave one of my girls a barbie doll whose dress was almost completely sheer. How did I not notice this earlier?

I have to get off the computer. Hailey is jumping up and down..."Carmen SanDiego is getting away!"

Merry New Year and Happy Christmas!

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Saturday, December 10, 2005

Late Night Adventures got down to 8 degrees last night. Not that interesting, until you consider that I was out walking in it at 2 am. Yes, that's right, genius girl managed to run herself out of gas at 12:30 am at Bangerter Highway and 201. At least I was alone. With the kids, that would have been a real nightmare. Looking back, I should have stayed with the car, but A) for the first half mile, I thought I was on a different road (56th West) that had more businesses open 24 hours, and B) I had this fear that it being so late, I would fall asleep and freeze to death. It was very cold.

So I walked for about a mile and a half to the nearest gas station (actually, it turns out there was a closer one, but in the opposite direction) which wasn't actually open, but did have pay phones, call the husband (who I think is a little grumpy with me still) and have him come get me. A nice man named Adolfo stopped and let me sit in his (WARM) truck while I waited to be picked up. He's from Mexico and was taking his wife tacos at work where she was working the late shift. Very nice man. So...what can I say? Make sure your cars have full tanks of gas, and keep a blanket in the car. It's COLD out there!

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Thursday, December 08, 2005

Pearly Whites!

I went to the dentist today! In case you aren't so impressed with that, I should let you know that the dentist is one of my top five fears, right between #2, drowning, and #4, losing my temper and doing something violent. Fortunately it's the only one of the top 5 I actually have done and have to keep doing. (For you curious Georges, #1 is going completely insane and #5 is being close to rats). And today marks the end of a year of dental work including 2 root canals, 3 crowns and 5 or 6 fillings! How did I get so lucky? A combination of non-flouridated water growing up, having 3 babies in 4 years and weak dental genes, I guess. But now my teeth are clean and sparkly! Thank heavens for dental insurance and a husband who just says "you're worth it, baby," when the bills come! Thank heavens for laughing gas, too.

I think it's good for me to do this every so often. It builds a sympathy in me for the compassionate use of medications for anxiety. I work in women's health, usually unmedicated childbirth, and it's easy to get jaded and even judgmental about women making the choice to have medication to feel more comfortable giving birth. I mean, having anesthesia isn't good for you--that's just a known fact. Our nerves weren't meant to be turned on and off. But really, knowing that some women feel about childbirth the way I feel about dental work (I HATE IT! I mean, it makes me want to crawl out of my skin. I'm getting tense just imagining it--ugh!), I understand. Having a baby should be a wonderful experience, whatever that means for you. For me, it means feeling every powerful nuance of my body and baby working together. For other women, it means being anesthetized. Fair enough. I truly enjoy the fact that I can divorce my mind from my body when I'm having dental work done. If having a baby makes some women feel that terrible, then by all means, they should have epidurals available to them. And everything else, too--doulas and hypnosis and water and whatever they want.

Ah, I'm so glad to have it done with! (BTW, if you're looking for a good dentist, Dr. Mark Mackley in North Ogden...he's the best!)

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