Story Journal #1

It has begun.

Wonderful, amazing, fascinating concepts and stories made up by/with my child. Not just snippets or insights, but pure imagination.

I though I’d try to record some in this blog, starting with last nights’ gems, during our rides to and from the used book store.

WST – “It’s  rocket ship mommy, let’s blast off!”

OLM – “4, 3, 2, 1 – blast off! Where are we going?”

WST – “I don’t know – it’s dark.” (broad daylight out)

OLM – “How about we go to Saturn? Explore the rings of Saturn?” (WST nods) “Will we see aliens there? What will they look like? What color? How many arms?”

WST – “Two arms, and eight legs. They have two eyes and one nose. Two heads.”

OLM  – “How many toes? What color is the alien?”

WST – “Three toes.  Green – like a snake.”

OLM – “Wow, 8 legs and three toes each – that’s a lot of toes! 24!

(Cut off by arrival at bookstore – 45 minute trip inside the book store later)

WST – “Blast off mommy!”

OLM – “Oh, um, right…4, 3, 2, 1, Blast off!”

WST – “There weren’t any aliens mommy. No Aliens.”

OLM – “Oh, hmmm…no, there were no aliens there. Um, no aliens on Saturn. Well, where else would we find aliens? Where should we go?  Mars? Jupiter? Pluto?”

WST – “PLUTO! Let’s go to Pluto mommy!”

OLM – “Brr it’s cold on Pluto – do you have mittens for cold Pluto?”

WST – (mimes putting on mittens) “And a hat, brrr cold.” (mimes putting on hat)

OLM – “It’s cold on Pluto – what will we see there in the cold?”

WST – “SNOW! Oh, I need to take my shoes off” (takes off velcro-strap shoes) “I need boots for snow.” (mimes putting boots on)

OLM – “Don’t take your shoes…oh…um…What will you do on Pluto?”

WST – “Build a snow man and play – Oh! I forgot a jacket.” (mimes putting jacket on) “What will YOU do mommy?”

OLM – ” I will look back at the earth and see how tiny it is.  I will dig a big hole in the snow…”

WST – “to catch the aliens…”

OLM – “Um hmm…what do the aliens look like on cold Pluto? What color – in the snow like on Pluto?”

WST – “Green – and furry – like Elmo.”

OLM – “Curly fur all over like Elmo? Only green?”

WST – “Nooooo, fur like [friend with curly blond hair at school]. And the aliens are afraid.”

OLM – “Oh, what are the aliens afraid of?”

WST – sotto voce “Monsters!”

OLM – “Monsters!  What do the monsters look like?”

WST – ” Black.  And scary.  Green. Black and Green and scary teeth.”

and then we were distracted by home approaching – which is sad, because I wanted to know what happened next…


The Mom With 1000 Faces

So this morning I was 3 entities: “Mommy!” and “Wheezie?” (from Dragon Tales), and “The Man in the Yellow Hat.” Today was the first time being TMITYH – but WST wanted to be Curious George, so I got to be his color-obsessed keeper/friend.

In the past few weeks, I have been, that I can recall:

  • DaddyO, DaddyN, WST herself;
  • The Big Pig, The Big Wolf,  a princess, a ‘mommy princess,’ and a scary monster; 
  • a Dragon mommy, Astrid and Toothless (from How to Train Your Dragon); 
  • Grover (and Grover’s mommy), the Count, Elmo, Zoe, Big Bird, Snuffy, and Cookie Monster;
  • Caillou’s mommy, Rosie, Caillou, and Gilbert;
  • Zack (until it was realized I was a girl – then Wheezie), Emmy, Ord, and Cassie’s mommy;
  • and most recently – Katy’s Mommy AND Lou at the same time (from the Library book Katy Did It).

And that’s the ones I can recall off the top of my head. I have learned to answer to almost anything, and to change personas at  breakneck speed.  “You be the big pig and I’ll be the little pig, and … no, you be the big wolf and I’ll be the little wolf… and we’re BOTH nice wolfs…”

I had a very rich fantasy life as a childand I’ve always been someone who imagines “what if” even today as an adult. I find these activities fun and fascinating, if occasionally a little bewlidering or challenging…

What do parents without this kind of background do? How do they cope?  And what do you do if you are a kid without parents willing to put on a new persona every 5-10 seconds? With parents who can’t or won’t pretend…?

Happy Belated Mother’s Day, Mom

I recently read this:  For Comfort, Mom’s Voice Works as Well as a Hug

…and thought immediately of my mom.  I did call her on and around Mother’s day, but yeah, just hearing her voice generally makes me feel better.

I also note that this explains why WST (even when WCB) would calm down almost immediately with a phone call when I was on the road for work.

I did wonder, however, what if your mom was a…um…stressful person for  you to be around?  Would the effects be the same?

How do you spell M&Ms?

So we discovered recently that you can’t effectively “spell”  M&Ms over the head of a perceptive toddler.   “Later she can have some E-M E-Ms” lead directly to: “I like M&Ms – can I have some M&Ms?”

We’ve started saying “middle-of-the-alphabets” instead.

“Wait – Max & Emmy are coming too!”

Imaginary friends have arrived. Monday I had to load two imaginary friends in the van, get them buckled, take them to school with WST, open doors for them and explain them to the daycare teacher.

In the past week, WST has been more and more “talking to mid-air.” We’ve even been asked to feed her imaginary friends.  What was striking about this was how fast it happened. One day imaginary play required a prop of some sort.  The next she could eat “imaginary food.” A week later, we all became characters from “Dragon Tales.” A week later, imaginary friends. Wow.

And I had just been wondering when imaginary frieds started – I had a whole imaginary FAMILY I hung out with as a kid – for at least 3-5 years that I remember. And I can only remember from about 4 yrs old on…

After long (long) silence…

Ok, clearly I have been too busy BEING one lucky mommy to document being one lucky mommy.  Really, life is good – hectic – but good.

At Uncle L’s urging to post, I am going to try a new approach – at least once weekly updates – even if VERY short “notes from the field.”  I will also try to finally get documented (in longer posts) both the “sleep saga” and the “breasfeeding experiment” from the 1st two years- as I feel those may bring useful information or at least consolation to others.

To recap – I am an over 40 first time mom, with a 2.5 yr old girl, who works a 9-5 job.  The child is currently known as WST (World’s Smartest, Sweetest, Stubbonrest, Snottiest, fill-in-the-S-word-of-your-choice depending on the moment, Toddler). She used to be the Worl’d Cutest Baby (WCB). My partners in this adventure include two dads DaddyO and Daddy N (I am polyamorous) who also work (essentially) 9-5 jobs.  Also important in our lives are Uncle Lamont and Auntie  (part of our polyamorous group). The purpose of this blog is to talk about the cool, nifty, horrible, frustrating, fascinating things about being a mom.

A current snapshot of WST as it has clearly been 8 months since our last post:

  • Over 30 lbs (and mom can still haul her around!), 3 feet tall.  All parts functioning as normal, had ringworm a few months ago, requisite # of colds, and is currently (knock on wood) enjoying a 2 month “well” period.
  • Can wear her hair in quite respectable pony tails (about 6 inches long). When she chooses (“hairbows” are often “ow-y” and rejected. Combs are almost AWAYS rejected. Her hair styling generally looks like she just woke up and mom did nothing with it – ’cause that’s what happened.)
  • Has grown in leaps and bounds both congnitively and linguistically.  According to various development charts – she’s 1 to 1.5 yrs ahead of “average” – for what that’s worth.  Practically, this means that the 2.5 yr old legal negotiating has begun! And so has the daily astonishment that she said that or grasped that (we’ve totally started spelling stuff). She’s about average in math concepts.
  • About average in fine and gross motor skills – some frustration that she can’t draw/write what she wants, but loves to color/paint/chalk/marker, etc.  LOVES to climb and very intrepid. This makes her climbing skills…reason for concern (AH – that’s 20 feet in the air -AAAh!)
  • Generally eating reasonably well for 2.5. Discovered that she is “sensitive” to fresh tomatos – after about 15 seconds her face and hands (and anything else they contacted) are red and her mouth is stinging (tears). A drink, and wash makes symptoms go away in 5 minutes or so (thus this is NOT an allergy, just a ‘sensitivity’).  Overly processed tomato products don’t cause this, but we suspect they may have an effect on the other end.
  • Speaking of the other end, potty training is well under way after a long slow rambling start, plateau, and sudden stop/fall back.  Yesterday she wore panties for 4.5 hours without accident, having one “successful attempt” and then one “close but no cigar.” (We learned that todddlers should sit on potty BEFORE putting hand in warm bath water.)
  • She has been to her first full length film (How to Train Your Dragon) and has several strong television favorites (Sid the Science Kid, Caillou, Bob the Builder, Dragon Tales, Noddy, Dora – almost all PBS or PBS Sprout).  Her TV friends feature heavily in our lives even away from the TV.
  • She has begun to be able to tell us coherent snippets of her day. She grasps yesterday, tomorrow and today, later and before and after. “And then” features strongly in snippets with sequence.
  • Her personality at school has settled to “so smart” and “bossy,” but generally well-behaved at school. Strong-willed is also a phrase I’d use. Sunshine-y too.
  • “You can’t get me,”  “watch this,” “here goes nothing,” and “ready or not here I come,” have all entered our lives.

More small snippets to come – I promise!