From the day after Halloween last year (maybe even before that) Maya has been adamant that she wanted to be “swimming” Ariel for Halloween this year. And by “swimming” she of course meant Ariel in her mermaid form. She has been so anxious for this day to finally arrive so she could put on her costume and go trick or treating. I think today felt like a pretty long day to her as she waited and waited (as patiently as she could) for evening to roll around.
This year we headed over to our friends Nick and Erin’s house to go trick or treating with them. Maya enjoyed having a few little friends to enjoy the whole experience with.
She ended up with a pretty good little pumpkin full of candy. I know she is already dreaming about next Halloween
Next year we’ll have two little munchkins running around the neighborhood. This year Anna wasn’t all that impressed with getting dressed up. Although, she did enjoy the snuggly little ride around the neighborhood in the ERGO!
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I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween and your kiddos enjoyed the trick or treating experience as much as Maya did.
Parenting a second child is quite a bit different than parenting a first child. I’m find things so different as a second time mom. Not just because each child is different and requires a different parenting approach, but because I’m coming at this with almost 4 years of parenting experience under my belt and my perspective is very different this time around. Many things about parenting a new baby are so much easier this time around.
One of the very first things I noticed about parenting my second child versus my first child was that I was so much calmer, so much more relaxed right out of the gate. I knew from experience not to let early breastfeeding challenges get the better of me. I knew what to expect when it came to sleep deprivation. I didn’t fuss over the little things. From the moment Anna was placed in my arms I was comfortable and knew everything was going to be just fine. Breastfeeding would work out, first baths would be a breeze, and sleep would come eventually. My perspective was so different thanks to the experience and knowledge I gained the first time around.
First babies are the guinea pigs, the learning babies, the ones we are so afraid to mess up with. Second babies are so much easier because we’ve learned that we don’t have to be perfect we just have to the right parent for our child and do things the way that works best for our child. Second babies get the benefit of all that trial and error, all those mistakes and corrections, all those weeks and months of needless worrying before we realize it isn’t worth sweating the small stuff.
A few weeks ago I was sitting here on the couch cutting Anna’s finger nails and I turned to Lorne and said “Remember how nervous I was with Maya about cutting her fingers nails” and I laughed. I remember biting her finger nails for the first few months because didn’t want to accidentally cut her finger with the nail clippers. This time around I feel like a nail cutting pro and have used the clippers from the very beginning with out incident. I wasn’t nervous and I knew immediately it wasn’t worth worrying about.
It is amazing the silly, small things that cause us such great strife with our first children. Things like nail cutting, first baths, diaper changes, dressing a tiny, wiggly baby. I remember, vaguely, the nerves those first few months with Maya. I remember reading a lot parenting websites and books trying to make sure I was doing everything right. Eventually I grew into my parenting shoes and knew that as long as I was making decisions and doing things that were best for Maya I couldn’t really go wrong. I learned to ignore other people’s advice and opinions because it wasn’t about what other people thought or did, it was about what worked for my child and for me. I learned to be the best mom I could be. Anna now gets to benefit from that. This time around I feel like an old pro and I don’t sweat the small stuff, it isn’t worth it. There are too many wonderful things to take in and enjoy to worry about cutting a tiny little fingernail.
In a couple of weeks Maya will be going on her very first field trip. Her little preschool class is taking a trip to the pumpkin patch. They get to ride on a bus and everything!
At her school the teacher to child ratio is great. There are 9 kids in her class and 3 teachers. Two of the classes are pairing up for the trip so there will be 18 kids and 6 teachers plus one of the assistant principals is tagging along and the OT that works with one of the kids in Maya’s class. So, given that so many adults will be there they didn’t ask for parent volunteers to be extra eyes. Parents are, however, invited to tag along if they want.
I want to, I would love to be part of this little experience. But. Ya, there’s a but. But, I’m worried that my being there will mean that Maya’s experience isn’t as a great as it could be. You see, Maya is very shy. When we had our parent/teacher conference a few weeks ago it was one of the topics we discussed. I wasn’t surprised that her teacher had noticed it, since we witness it every time we are out with friends, or Maya encounters strangers and even acquaintances while we are out and about. She is super shy around other people and it takes time for her to warm up and talk to people. Her teacher has mentioned that she is starting to see her come out of her shell, she is starting to communicate with her friends and the teachers more and more. So, I’m worried that my being there with her on the field trip will limit her, that she will use me as a shield and won’t be as open, as talkative, as adventurous.
As much as I want to go, to be part of this little adventure with her, I’m leaning towards sitting this one out. I haven’t made a firm decision yet, but I want her to have the best first field trip experience possible and if that means I have to sit this one out than that is what I will do.
Any of you other mommas of shy kiddos had a similar experience? Any advice for me?
Maya has started calling me “Mom”. Just mom, not mama or mommy, just mom. I don’t think I’m ready to be just “mom”. But, if there is one thing I’ve learned in my almost 4 years as a parent it’s that it isn’t about what I’m ready for, it’s all about what she is ready for.
When did she become a full blown kid?
I remember those early days of talking when I couldn’t wait for Maya to say “mama”, and then for her to say it and know she was referring to me. It was music to my ears. Then she made the transition to using “mommy” and I loved it, it made me feel so special to have this sweet little girl calling me “mommy”.
This transition to “mom” feels different. It feels like a reminder that she isn’t a baby or a toddler anymore, she is a kid. The other morning she came in the bathroom while I was having a shower and said “Hey, Mom, where’s Dad?” It was like a completely different child had walked into the bathroom. I was so used to having her say “Mommy, where is dada?” that I was taken aback for a moment. Who dropped this 13 year old off at my house and what did they do with my not quite 4 year old!
I think it is going to take a little getting used to, this new title of mine. In the meantime I’ll relish in those moments when “mommy” or “mama” still slip back into her vocabulary because I’m not ready to me just “mom” quite yet.
Today was a big day for Maya, it was her first day of preschool.
She has been filled with excitement and nerves about the whole idea of starting school for weeks. Most days she went back and forth between liking the idea of starting school and kind of wanting to go and saying she didn’t like school and just wanted to stay home with me. We spent a lot of time talking about what she could expect and really talking up how much fun she would have. As the big day drew closer we took her out to pick out a first day of school outfit and a new backpack. It all helped to increase the excitement and decrease the nerves.
This morning at drop off I could sense her nerves and was a bit worried about how the drop off would go. She cried, as I expected, but I stayed positive and said my good byes. Her teacher did a great job of diverting her attention and I walked out the door. When I went back to pick her up a few hours later she was all smiles and full of stories about what she did. Ms. Melinda said she stopped crying pretty much right after I left and had a great day.
I’m so proud of her. Her first day of school was a huge success and she can’t wait to go back and do it all over again next week.




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