22 Months - Nose a buggin?

22 months. Just typing that makes me tired. I swear it has been 6 months since I last wrote you a letter- was it really only a month ago? I don't know if you were lucky enough to not be sick the whole time your dad was home with you or if I just didn't notice it as much because it didn't affect (effect? I hate that.) me that much. Boy has it affected me in the last 4 weeks. I don't think I've been to a full week of work since your dad has started his job. Don't get me wrong I LOVE spending the extra time with you - especially since you like to cuddle when you are sick - but I think everyone at work thinks I am lying when I call in every Monday with a new illness. Poor baby. Just when you get feeling better from the last round here we go again. And to top it all off I think you are getting your two-year-old molars. I don't know for sure because you won't let me see. When I am lucky enough to get my finger in to feel for them you bite down as hard as you can and make me yell. I thought I saw one yesterday though and you woke up last night screaming without being able to tell me what hurt or what was wrong until you were finally able to yell "MOTRIN, MOTRIN!" Yeah, there was a reason I was born in the time I was, so that I could be a parent in the time of modern medicine, most specifically Motrin.

Your dad and I were looking forward to Easter this year. You didn't really "get" it last year - you just knew that everyone kept shoving candy in your face all day long and you weren't complaining. I knew this year you'd enjoy it a little more. Too bad you threw up about 3 minutes away from the spot where we hang out and then spent the next 20 minutes trying to hide from everyone who wanted to come say hi. You fell asleep so I took you to the truck while the hail started and you slept for about 25 minutes before you woke up and became the literal "party pooper." Yeah, you pooped all over both of us. You felt better after that but we left anyway and headed to Kanab. That was a smelly trip to Kanab but I felt worse for you than for me. You spent the rest of the day with it coming out both ends, one after the other. Poor kid. Stupid mom too. Silly of me to think that 2 shirts and 3 pairs of pants would last us 2 days. I think we ended up doing 3 loads of laundry. Luckily you were feeling a little better when we got to Grandma and Grandpa H's house on Sunday and you even got a little Easter egg hunt in. I promise next year will be better - it has to be!

One of the cutest things you've learned to say after all these colds and bugs you've had lately is "nose-a-buggin". I think it was your dad that initially asked you if your nose was bugging you after you had been rubbing it all afternoon and it just stuck. Now it's a common phrase around our house and you'll even ask me and your dad if our noses are a buggin. It's pretty dang cute. You've also gotten better at telling us when things are hurting which is seriously a blessing! I don't know what I am going to do when I go back to having a kid that can't tell me that his/her nose is bugging or his/her mouth/belly/finger/etc. hurts. Maybe you'll have some sort of ESP and be able to tell me what is bothering the new baby. Speaking of the new baby I finally got you to feel the new baby move and I don't think you fully understand of course, but it is so cute when you are cuddling with me at night when the baby is kicking and you say "Baby kicking you?" and then "Hi, baby". You really do have a way of melting me. Sometimes I can even get you to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star to the baby. Your version is remarkably close and I love to hear you sing...

Twinkle, twinkle star. What you are. World so high. Diamond sky.

SOO cute.

You are doing well adjusting to the move and all the changes in our lives. I have to keep telling myself that all of this change will help you become a well adjusted person who handles change well - I have to tell myself that because I know it is a lot for you to take. Luckily I think you are really resilient and handle things well. Whatever the case may be, we'll be a little more settled by the time I write your letter for month 24. As long as it took this last month to pass, I'm sure that you will be 2 before I know it so I'll try to relax, enjoy any sick/cuddle days I get with you, and enjoy your last few months in "only child" status.


Love you sicky,
Mom



Playing the "BCD" (a.k.a ABC) game on the computer. I never wanted you to be one of those kids addicted to the tv/computer but you really do like this one and it has helped you learn a few letters already!




Feeding Chatzy all by yourself. I worried but you both did good! No fingers were harmed!




Giving Chatzy a kiss. Aww...



And my favorite. I wish you could see better but your two top teeth are even sticking out over your bottom lip. This is the one I'm going to show your girlfriends...