Thursday, May 8, 2008

Look out!

I have been waiting for this moment!

OK, so not really. Tegan crawled at 6 months. But like with every first you were they’re cheering them on and waiting breathlessly. I remember putting a toy across the floor and showing Tegan how to do an Army crawl in order to reach it.

Part of Tessa’s charm and claim to fame at school was her content ness. Content because she had to be? Trapped in an area because her butt wouldn’t propel her across the floor? As Mark and I watched Tessa take her first dainty “steps” across Tegan’s room, my heart falls. I am happy for her achievement and new confidence, BUT….I know what this means. I believe she is our last, the baby. I was the baby and I know to well the legacy. Will she run from me, shun me, as she grows older. Her accolades are bittersweet. I love my little one sitting they’re sweetly cooing, as she looks up at me, helpless. Now she moves across the floor at her own will,no longer helpless, going where she chooses, picking up and casting away anything in her path she desires.

Motherhood is full of deep sighs. What is this one??? Sadness seeing my baby growing up? Relief that she isn’t the last one in daycare not crawling. Or do I realize how difficult it will be now having a mobile monkey wrecking crew.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

How can you not smile?

Really, just try. Watch this kid and just try not to smile. She is pretty f'in cute. I'm not saying that because she is my kid, she just is...right? I've learned to embrace my babies with their little to no hair. (all 3)

Hair problems surround me. The cat is the hairiest thing in the Hoover household. We've all got our hair disabilities. Mark embraced his eons ago. It didn't come easy though. One time there was this Caesar haircut, I'll let him share that if he ever feels like it. My own hair has been gray since 11th grade. It is pretty much completly white now. I have to let the beauty school dropouts dye it for 5 bucks because its just too dang expensive to up keep and too complicated to do myself anymore. How does one let the gray grow in without looking like some oddity. I could embrace it but by letting the bottom six inches stay brown and the top turn white inch by inch. I'd go for dying some patches all white but Mark hates the SKUNK doo.

What caused this What did my family do to have such hair dysfunction. I sigh inwardly as Tegan shakes all 4 inches of her wispy shaggy doo in the mirror begging for a haircut. She claims she has long lucious locks second only to Rapunzel. To have a 3 year olds point of view, we should all be so lucky!