This is seriously what I felt like on Wednesday.
I had my last mother goose class this week before returning to work. ::sniff sniff::. Keira has befriended a 14 m.o girl in that class, Rachel. They are like twins - adorable, blond, blue eyes, into EVERYTHING, vocal and don't sleep! At the last class all they wanted to do was hug and kiss each other. Pretty freakin' awesome.
I think her mom is pretty cool too. We chat a lot and seem into the same kind of things. She's down to earth, not done up, a daycare teacher. Through the entire class I could feel my hands get clammy, my neck sweating a little bit and my heart thumping. I knew I had to make the first move before class was over or K would lose her BFF (not counting Brika of course!). And I couldn't dissapoint those big baby blues looking up at me.
So, summoning my best inner Joey, I took the plunge and nervously offered her my email and phone number. I felt my breath stop as I awaited her reply. It was affirmative. Phew! I don't know how guys do this all the time.
So my first new mommy date is in my near future. What in the heck will I wear? What will we talk about? Do I hug her at the end or just offer a handshake?
And here I thought getting married freed me of the dating scene. Silly me.
Keira is 11 months, 1 week and 1 day old
Sunday, November 1, 2009
It was pretty quiet at our place - anyone who has been here knows it is a little difficult to find - apparently even for people who live in the complex. Despite over 100 units, I think we had a dozen kids, and a lot of candy left over. Regan has already entered 2 candy comas and has sworn off chocolate (until tomorrow I am sure). Next year we are going to talk to our 2 neighbours about really decking the sidewalk out so the kiddos know there are houses with treats in that area that looks like a back alley.
Here are some shots of K rocking her halloween lion costume.
In other news K gave us her first sign back today! I have been occasionally trying to teach some baby sign language (milk, more, done, cat mostly) since she was about 6 months old. Well today that finally all paid off when she let us know she was "all done" at lunch, then dinner.
Its rather simple, waving your hands forward and back in front of your chest. Much nicer then screeching and/or throwing her food on the ground. Dinner was actually very funny; Regan had made a fairly spicy stirfry, but I thought I would let her try it anyway. At first she seemed to enjoy it, but then she got this look of terror on her face and started frantically waving her hands "all done". (We got her something bland and creamy stat to kick the spice).
This gives me the impetus to keep trying more and hopefully this is just the beginning of some beautiful communication :)
In not so fun news, November 1 also marks my official last month of maternity leave. I know how lucky I am to live in a country which offers a full year's maternity, but in so many ways I feel like K and I are just starting to understand eachother and get a rhythm going. And while I know she is headed to a safe place for daycare, I worry about whether or not she will be able to settle into a routine there and thrive when she is not the only baby anymore. She is very sociable and will love having kids to play with, but also demanding of her primary caregiver.
Keira is 10 months, 2 weeks and 5 days old