Looking at the calender yesterday, I realized it was August...processing...August...further mental processing required...August? What happened to June and July???
Well, the last couple of months have flown by with R arriving as well as the oh so planned original date of his arrival and carefully planned visits from the grandparents.
Despite me not remembering what I did 5 minutes ago and S working 60 hour work weeks, T and R are doing remarkably well. They are fed and water daily and receive the required love from their parents. Who could ask for more?
R is about 4 weeks behind where T was both size wise and developmentally I would say. That would make sense seeing as T was born at 39 weeks and R was born at 35 weeks. I've been told he will catch up faster than I think.
R is eating up a storm, out pacing his sister by leaps and bounds in terms of how much he downs daily. The doctor has him on some preventative antibiotics in order to prevent any lingering issues because of his enlarged kidney. All the doctors have told us that he likely will grow out of this issue. Based on the scale the medical community uses to grade his hydronephrosis, his case is very mild.
R has also curried favour with Gryffin. Don't ask me how but the finicky feline loves the kid. Gryffin would not enter the same room as T until she was nearing her second birthday. But with R, its been completely different.
Gryff even rubbed his cheek on R's sleepered foot yesterday...that never has happened with T. This lends further credence that something happened to Gryffin, perhaps involving an infant, before we got him. I can only speculate that perhaps he got turned out because of the arrival of a new baby.
I have to say its quite nice to sit out in the living room at 3am and have some backup in the form of my furry companions. Gryffin daintily tries not to sit on R as he assumes R's spot on the feeding pillow when R is being burped. Phenix, watches perched from a far but never too far. I think she's just waiting to see if she gets fed after R does.
Phenix has also resumed her behaviour of 'playing Lassie' and letting me know if R is crying like she did with T. It must hurt her ears because that's the only reason I can think of why she'd even get up from her spot under the bench. Not much else moves her from her favourite napping spot.
While R has been busy eating, T has been kept busy with grandparental visits and day camps.
God bless day camps. And seeing as they are mainly run by churches, that seems appropriate.
Because of R's early arrival, T was able to attend the summer Kids Day Out program, she attended during the school year. Yes, it was clear on the other side of town, but it gave her a chance to have something that was hers and hers alone. So much focus as been made of R, that it seemed only fair that she have something all to herself. Sadly, that ended in July.
This week she is attending a zoo camp. The little campers in her class get to spend 1.5 hours per day, all week, touring various zoo animals. Aside from the fact that its going to be well into the low 100Fs this week (don't ask me the Celsius equivalent, let's just say its bloody hot with the humidity), I think she will enjoy the class. She got to see the bears today. They did a craft and made bear pendant necklaces out of a piece of sandpaper, felt and string.
At the start of September, T starts preschool at the church across the street. Where has the 3 years gone? I remember T when she was R's age. Its like I blinked and she got big. Oh well.
She's going to be attending another kids day out program this year as well, on this side of town. They also have a camp program I can get both kids in next summer so Mommy might have some time to devote to her much forgotten about garden next summer. And whose kidding, I get to shop ALONE! Its too bad Phenix and Gryffin are cats, I think they'd make a good shopping buddies.
Since she's attending both a kids day out program and preschool, I get 8 hours a week with just R. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I jest but it is kinda nice to have some bonding time with just one.
Speaking of bonding time, yesterday, T and I, along with two of her little friends, S and L (and their parents) went to see Cats vs. Dogs - The Revenge of Kitty Galore. T was first introduced to this franchise when we inherited a DVD from my late brother's DVD collection. I actually had bought this particular DVD for him because I wanted to see it. T enjoyed the movie but by the end, she was starting to fidget.
S and L are headed to see their Granny in a couple of weeks so it was nice to spend some time with them before they head north. T tells me daily how much she miss S and L. I think its more so that she's bored. My little precious 3 year old likes to be kept busy and Mommy just doesn't cut the mustard some days.
I'd better sign off. If I get a chance I will post some pictures of the shenanigans we've been up to this summer. T is now wanting in the house after playing on the deck. She is beet red and covered in sand so she needs an early bath. R is now awake from his nap and wants to be fed...big surprise.