Monthly Archives: April 2005

I am not dead, I am not sick, I am just busy…

Wow, I can’t believe how time flies…

So, Josef is growing in leaps and bounds, it is hard to believe that a year ago I got pregnant, with my joking suspicion being that I got pregnant at prom. Josef, ironically, will be one of my dates at prom this year, as will my Schatzy. Yes, I plan to get prom pictures of the three of us. How many babies can say that their first professional pictures was taken at a dance…
I do hope that Josef has a good sense of humor!

Also, my in-laws and some friends have been visiting us for a while. Amazing how time consuming that can be… plus they seem to be under the idea that I speak German much better than I do… and that I understand their dialect to boot! In time I suppose.

I have been looking at a potential school for Josef that offers not only German, but Spanish in an immersion format and that also offers an international baccalaureate…
I may have found one (or rather mama Schatz may have), but I have not heard back from my email to the one Schatzy’s mom found for us. I hope I did not delete it thinking it was spam.

My grandmother is in the hospital, she got a strep infection in her knee, which is very unusual. Well, when they tried to treat the infection, her kidneys shut down. She is doing well now and I had a nice two hour visit with her last night.
That is only the tip of the iceberg as far as what is going on, and why I have been sooooooooo absent… though I have checked up on my blog friends out there.

Josef with yet another gift of Austrian hand made candies for me.

Josef and his cousin Jacob.

Malcom update

Malcolm's smile
Malcom Update! This was Josef’s room mate in NICU for my new readers!
I am so delighted that we have a tentative baby play date set for sometime this summer!

Josef and I will always be grateful to Malcom and his mommy, because they helped NICU not be so scary. They actually made me laugh loud enough to get in trouble with a nurse for hanging out with them! (Yes, I still feel a bit guilty for being too loud) but it was probably the best sound for the babies that were there (it was not a set up where Josef and Malcom shared a room with just each other, but there were tons of babies in there, I think the room held over 30 beds… usually almost full).
But, I knew about Malcom before Josef went in, so they went down that dark scary road alone, but held a light for us… I am grateful, still.
In some ways those were very dark days for me, though I am sure it was in part because I had such a bizarre pregnancy and was getting used to so much. Malcom was a bringer of light to that experience, in part because he was so good and he had been there for a while…
Oh Malcom, I wish you had not had to show the light, that you had not been premature, but I am so grateful that you were there to make the road so much brighter for Josef.
Thank you little one! I love you!

Everything they didn’t tell me in mommy school

OK, just some things….

I can’t believe how much I love motherhood.
Forget the ARMY, motherhood is the toughest job you could ever love.
I could just watch the squink grow every minute of every day…

We are going through another rough patch, sleep-wise.
He has allergies (we had a lot of rain here this year) and I think he might be getting a cold. He is coughing quite a bit… but he continues to smile through all this, those special smiles that babies can give as their precious present to the world, that give people hope that all will be well.

I can’t believe how much he is growing… and his personality is great. I think I will be able to really have a great relationship with my son (teen years excluded I am sure) on many levels. I look forward to his adult years when he will have an old lady mom and he is not embarrassed about her anymore when I can sit with him and discuss things like the book his grandmother wrote, the influence of my family on the state we live in, the role his father played in shaping who he is… all sort of deep esoteric thoughts that make being a thinking human so magnificent. Of course, seeing as he is barely 15 weeks old I have a ways to wait and joy’s and turmoil’s to go through before that can happen.

I am excited about being a mom today, there is so much promise in what he can contribute to the world. My only wish is that he lets me share in his curiosity of life, that he embraces my eccentricities as fun ways to live life with out caring too much about “appearances” things like; it being OK to wear a clown nose when you drive a car around town, you know it is making someone other than yourself smile (I only do this when a clown nose comes in to my life, which has been twice in the last five years).