8 years old. My first baby is 8 years old. How is that even possible!!
Maya at 8, what can I say. She is walking a fine line between the little girl she was and teenager she will become. Part of her still loves to play with dolls and live in make believe worlds, while another part of her likes to sit around chatting with friends talking about fashion and what life will be like when they are older. She cares more about what others think about her now, a phase I hope passes quickly. She is passionate and smart. She feels things deeply and is full of “why” and “what if” questions. Reading and writing are her two favorite subjects at school right now. She can’t stand math, but still does pretty well in it. Science gets her curious mind thinking and she loves when they get to do experiments at school.
The year from 7 to 8 had a few struggles in it for Maya. She felt pulled in too many directions by the needs and wants of others and thus learned to find her own voice and stand up for herself. She learned that sometimes it is okay to step away from someone for a little bit and that we all need time to decompress.
It is amazing how much growing up has taken place this year. Maya at 8 is smart, passionate, curious, spunky, a challenge sometimes, loving, and beautiful. I can’t wait to see what this year has in store for her.
This past Tuesday was the first day of the new school year and the beginning of Maya’s 2nd grade year. She has been a ball of nerves the last few weeks in anticipation of the start of the school year. There were so many things she was worried about from who her teacher was going to be, to who was going to end up in her class, to being upset that her amazing teacher from last year wasn’t going to be her teacher again this year. In her little prone to anxiety mind she built up the nervousness and was truly a bag of nerves on the first day.
One Monday we met her teacher, Mrs. Henson. She is a new teacher and Maya was really excited about that. We learned that 8 of the kids from her class last year are in her class again this year and her new teacher lived up to Maya’s expectations. Maya declared her to be super nice after just a few minutes of reassuring conversation with her.
Tuesday was the first official full day of school.
Tuesday, after some tears and declarations of not wanting to go to school, we made it out the door and headed to school. She put on a brave face and was even a tiny bit excited for what the first day would hold.
Maya came home from school saying she had a good day, her teacher was awesome and super nice and there are a good bunch of kids in her class. I was very proud of her for fitting through the nerves and making her first day a good one. Although her anxiety is still pretty high she is handling it well and has had a great first week so far.
Here’s to a great 2nd grade year for this girl!
For months now, literally 4 months, Maya’s top front tooth has been wiggly. Shortly after she lost her first tooth her one top tooth started to get wiggly. Since the first one came out fairly quickly she was expecting this one to follow suit. She waited and waited and waited, growing ever impatient. A trip to the dentist a little over a month ago showed (in xrays) that the adult teeth were right there and the baby tooth was hanging by a thread. The dentist predicted it would be days, maybe a week or two tops. But the tooth had other plans and just kept hanging on for dear life. She wiggled it and pulled on it and even got to the point where she could twist it a bit, all in an effort to get that sucker to fall out!
Last night, as the girls were getting ready for bed Maya just had to show me that she could twist her tooth far enough to fit her thumb in between her teeth. It got stuck and she said it really hurt. There was blood, and blood and Maya do not mix, at all. After much convincing she let me try to pull it out. I promised to just tug very gently and if it didn’t work I’d leave it alone. I tugged, ever so gently and out popped the tooth!! She screamed and told me to stop, and then realized it was already out and her tears turned to a giant, semi toothless smile
She was so incredibly happy to finally have that tooth out!! She wrote a little note to the tooth fairy telling her how brave she was and tucked the tooth into an envelope. With hopes high of what she would find in the morning she drifted off to sleep.
The Tooth Fairy was caught a little off guard by this sudden development and was a little ill prepared. But she didn’t let that get her down. A fairy sized note was quickly created, complete with glitter and some glitterfied money, of course, was left in the envelope to be found this morning.
Maya was super happy with the results of last night’s visit from the Tooth Fairy, and was so excited to go to school this morning to show off her new semi toothless smile and tell her friends all about the details of how she finally lost her tooth.
So much for my good intentions at the beginning of the year to post more frequently. Life is too busy. I have all these great blog post ideas and I start out the day with every intention of getting a post up and then life happens, the daily chaos that is life with 3 kiddos ensues and no posting happens. Sigh. Maybe next month I’ll get on her more frequently (a girl can dream, right!).
This week has been in a word, CRAZY. Lorne is out of town, our agenda has been full every day so far, and Maya was diagnosed with bronchitis and has been coughing non-stop and feels like crap. Thank goodness for early bedtimes and wine or I may be certifiable by now.
Just to add a little extra misery to our week, along with Maya’s diagnosis of bronchitis came a prescription for antibiotics, which should be a good thing, I know. I’m glad there is something we can do to help Maya get over this crud, but Maya and antibiotics to not mix well together. She has been lucky, and hasn’t been on antibiotics very often, maybe 2-3 times total. But, every time she is she gets on this emotional roller coaster. I fondly (or not so fondly, really), refer to it as the “Antibiotics Induced Rage”. It isn’t just rage, though most of her emotional outbursts are angry, she is also quick to cry. Being a 7 year old girl she is known to be highly emotional anyway, so you can imagine the crazy emotional roller coaster she is on now thanks to the antibiotics! Not fun, for her or the rest of us living with her. I feel like I may be the only one with a child who reacts this way on antibiotics. Dr. Google tells me others have similar problems, but no one I’ve talked to in real life has this problem. I feel so lucky :/
At least this is a fairly short round of antibiotics, only 5 days, so hopefully we’ll be in the clear again by early next week. Fingers crossed!
This past weekend Maya hit a big milestone, one she has been waiting a long time for. She lost her first tooth!!
The story behind how she lost her tooth is one that will keep us laughing years to come. Her tooth had been wiggly for a few weeks but late last week it started to get really wiggly and it was apparent that she would have her first encounter with the tooth fairy in the not too distant future. All weekend she was fiddling with it and asking over and over again when it would finally fall out. Sunday evening, at that twilight part of the day when the sun is going down and it can be hard to see, the kids were out front playing with a few of their neighborhood friends. They were all horsing around and one of Maya’s friends jumped up and started to run without realizing that Maya was right in his path. He ran right into her, the top of his head hitting her mouth. You can imagine where this is going, right? Maya started crying and trying to spit something out, that was her tooth. The impact had knocked out her tooth. At first she was really mad and upset but then it hit her that her tooth had finally fallen out, the thing she had been waiting forever for! She was all smiles after that!
She put her tooth in a little baggie with a note to the tooth fairy that this was her very first lost tooth and hung it from her bed post. That night the tooth fairy crept into her room and left her an adorable, mini sized note and $5 dollars (she got a little extra since this was her first lost tooth and the circumstances were a little out of the ordinary). She was so excited the next morning to find the treasure in her little baggie