My best friend is moving. To Michigan. To be near her family. It's always been her intention, and I knew that, but now she actually has a job offer and it's really coming true.
I've only known Kathy for a little over three years. When I interviewed for my last job I wasn't sure I wanted it. When I went back for my second interview I met with Kathy and I thought "I really want to work here!" It was one of those instant friendships...kindred spirits. She is such an incredible person: intelligent, funny, kind, thoughtful, and a little crazy. We're so much alike. She's never been afraid to tell me how it is and she's almost always right (much to my chagrin). She is like a sister to me.
Kathy is Alex's godmother, and her husband, Kevin, is his godfather. They have two beautiful little girls whom I adore. I am so going to miss watching their girls and my boys play together. I'm going to miss spending the afternoon at their house. I'll miss Big Lots and Marshall's trips with Kathy. I'll miss Indian food and Jack's in the summertime with her. I'm sure we'll stay close, by phone and Internet, and the boys and I will visit, but it won't be the same. Kathy and Kevin have been here for me through everything I went through, the pregnancy, the boys' early birth, my father's death, my pneumonia this spring. They have been a tremendous source of support. I don't know how I'll replace them.
I'm happy for Kathy. I really am. I know she's going to be much happier being close to her family. There's nothing quite like being home. I love you, Kathy. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Two Times Four
On Sunday I finally got to meet Jennifer. Her boys are 10 days older than Alex and Spencer. We met through a twins listserv back when our guys were itty bitty, then discovered that we're both bloggers. We live about two hours away from each other, so we met in between for some shopping and fun. It was so good to finally meet her and her family. I think she and I kindred spirits. I love reading her blog; she's an amazing writer with a great wit. Check it out!
(I'll add pictures later. For some reason I'm having trouble uploading them tonight. Sigh...)
(I'll add pictures later. For some reason I'm having trouble uploading them tonight. Sigh...)
Monday, May 21, 2007
The Long Lost Blogger
I haven't blogged in a looooooong time. I'm just going to pick up here and try to fill in some of the blanks later. It's been a tough spring. Health issues have taken their toll on my body and my life. Things are changing, getting better, but it's slow and I'm the kind of person who wants change to happen overnight.
On the other hand, it seems like the boys change every day. That's the upside of the so-called "terrible twos." The downside is the whining, crying, and temper tantrums; the climbing and falling and bleeding and sobbing and getting back up and doing it all over again; the gobbling down of a favorite food one day followed by throwing it all over the kitchen floor the next. Oh yes, it's all part of the learning process, I know. I love that they are becoming more themselves every day, but the process requires a whole lot of patience!
Alex finally started really walking a few weeks ago. He went from only taking a few steps with a lot of encouragement, to almost running on hardwood flooring in socks within a matter of weeks. That's Alex: he takes his time in doing something, studies every detail, makes sure he knows exactly what the situation is, and then proceeds.
Spencer, on the other hand, charges into things full steam ahead. Right now the boy has scabs on his nose, forehead, and scalp. There's nothing he doesn't try to climb. And no matter how many times he falls he just keeps going back. He's fearless, which is great for him, but challenging for me.
Spencer said his first real two-word phrase today. Our next-door neighbor (the boys' sitter) has a dog named Monster (a little Jack Russell). Spencer recently started going to the window and calling Monster's name. This morning I said to him "Did you see Monster? Is he out?" and he said "Monster out."
Alex has been getting speech therapy for about three months and seems to have at least one new word every week. Speech therapy seems to have done him a lot of good with his play and social skills, too. He had a cognitive evaluation last week. The psychologist recommended increasing his speech therapy to twice a week and adding a social worker for play therapy and a teacher once a week.
We have our IFSP meeting next Wednesday. I think both boys will be continuing OT and PT once a week. Their PT said their gross motor skills are at about 15 months. I can't believe that micro-preemies are expected to catch up by the time they're two years old. Practitioners are supposed to stop correcting preemies' ages at two, but it just doesn't make sense for babies who were born as early as Alex and Spence. It doesn't really matter, though, as long as they are getting the services they need. They are learning and developing rapidly, and I have no doubt that they will be fine.
On the other hand, it seems like the boys change every day. That's the upside of the so-called "terrible twos." The downside is the whining, crying, and temper tantrums; the climbing and falling and bleeding and sobbing and getting back up and doing it all over again; the gobbling down of a favorite food one day followed by throwing it all over the kitchen floor the next. Oh yes, it's all part of the learning process, I know. I love that they are becoming more themselves every day, but the process requires a whole lot of patience!
Alex finally started really walking a few weeks ago. He went from only taking a few steps with a lot of encouragement, to almost running on hardwood flooring in socks within a matter of weeks. That's Alex: he takes his time in doing something, studies every detail, makes sure he knows exactly what the situation is, and then proceeds.
Spencer, on the other hand, charges into things full steam ahead. Right now the boy has scabs on his nose, forehead, and scalp. There's nothing he doesn't try to climb. And no matter how many times he falls he just keeps going back. He's fearless, which is great for him, but challenging for me.
Spencer said his first real two-word phrase today. Our next-door neighbor (the boys' sitter) has a dog named Monster (a little Jack Russell). Spencer recently started going to the window and calling Monster's name. This morning I said to him "Did you see Monster? Is he out?" and he said "Monster out."
Alex has been getting speech therapy for about three months and seems to have at least one new word every week. Speech therapy seems to have done him a lot of good with his play and social skills, too. He had a cognitive evaluation last week. The psychologist recommended increasing his speech therapy to twice a week and adding a social worker for play therapy and a teacher once a week.
We have our IFSP meeting next Wednesday. I think both boys will be continuing OT and PT once a week. Their PT said their gross motor skills are at about 15 months. I can't believe that micro-preemies are expected to catch up by the time they're two years old. Practitioners are supposed to stop correcting preemies' ages at two, but it just doesn't make sense for babies who were born as early as Alex and Spence. It doesn't really matter, though, as long as they are getting the services they need. They are learning and developing rapidly, and I have no doubt that they will be fine.
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