Teeth… we all have them! Well, ok, some people don’t have their own anymore, or others, like my 18 mo daughter, are still in the process of cutting them.  Let me tell you, it’s a painful process right now for the entire household!

She’s such a good-natured baby overall, so when she’s at all unhappy, she’s really unhappy.  Who would have thought that such a petite little thing could exhibit such a fierce temper?!  When she gets mad, it’s a sight to behold. My dear spouse and I knew we were in for it with both kids, since we are both so stubborn, but my goodness, can she let out a mighty roar when she’s upset!

We’ve had what seems like more than our share of sleepless nights…a lot of walking, rocking, singing, and when all else fails, late night television…it’s amazing how much is now on, thanks to so many channels, at all hours!

So I’ll continue to rock her and try to soothe her when she’s up in the middle of the night… while tiring and a bit painful right now, I know I’ll look back and realize how fleeting this moment really is.  And I’ll have tears in my eyes.

Grow those pretty little teethies, and know that soon you’ll have a beautiful pearly smile and be able to eat fun things like pizza! Feel better, little one, Mommy’s here, and I’ll try to help you all I can.

More soon… All my best,

My birthday is tomorrow … and I’m a little flustered by it.  I know it’s just another day, and it’s just a number!  Why does it bother me?

When I was younger, probably college or just post, I thought someone of “the age I am now” was a true adult… they would be settled, knowing exactly who they were and what they wanted to do with their life.  

How wrong was that ? It was a fantasy of a very young person! Although I’m married, educated, with children, a home-owner, etc… etc…. I in no way feel like a grown up right now!  I have adult responsibilities, but I am still trying to figure out what I want to be if I ever decide to “grow up.”

This continuing saga will be an ongoing quest…. In the meantime, I know I’ll have a happy day, full of family, friends and good wishes.  And it’s really just a day and just a number.

More soon… all my best,

…you’ll remember!  

I can’t get the 10,000 Maniacs song out of my head!!

These are the days
These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as this
And as you feel it,
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you
Are touched by something
That will grow and bloom in you

These are days that you’ll remember
When May is rushing over you
With desire to be part of the miracles
You see in every hour
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you are touched
By something that will grow and bloom in you

These are days
These are the days you might fill
With laughter until you break
These days you might feel
A shaft of light
Make its way across your face
And when you do
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
See the signs and know their meaning
It’s true
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
Hear the signs and know they’re speaking
To you, to you

I’m rushing around trying to get it all done:  decluttering, touch up painting (ok, the painting and grouting is more my hubby’s department this week:), cleaning every room of as much clutter as possible, packing unnecessary items, landscaping,  advertising, and all the while trying to , oh yes, juggle two small kids and keep everyone happy, clean, fed and with clean clothing!  Oh, and of course next week begins the birthday month, and then Passover to finish getting ready for (and host 2nd night ………I’m laughing because otherwise there are a few times this past week that I’d otherwise throw up my hands and just start crying…

But I know once we get through this craziness, and hopefully, G-d willing soon, sell this house,  we’ll move on and laugh about this period in time. 

I wonder what we’ll think as we look back?  To be determined, but right now, we just need to get through the next few weeks with some semblance of sanity.  And good humor!

More soon….All my best,

Do people ever really become comfortable sharing?  Either toys or feelings? I know my kids are definitely not yet at that sharing phase.  As much as we tell our almost 4 y.o. son to share his toys with his little sister, let’s face it,  it just doesn’t really rate on a preschooler’s priority list.    Does it really rank highly for adults either?

I know a lot of people who still don’t share their possessions, or even their feelings, with even those closest to them.   Is this inherent, or do we have to learn this as we develop?   Something to ponder.

In the meantime, I need to go referree again.  There’s a war over some little people animals and hot wheels cars brewing!

More soon… All my best,