So, I have been pretty slack in the blog world lately. It's been a few weeks since my last post, and for all the mothers out there...you know that is equivalent to about a year in baby world. So, here is my chance at redemption...time to catch everybody up on the latest!
We'll go in order by age, and start with little miss Veda. She has been in preschool for three weeks now. The first week was very rough on her, but once mommy was out of sight, she was a happy girl. She has made new friends, made lots of art projects and has found a new love for her teacher Miss Therese. I had some guilt about putting her in preschool for a few hours each day, but I have to say it has made her a much happier child and I don't feel like her mornings are filled with watching mommy feed babies and clean. She is really thriving in her new environment. Her favorite books right now is of course her nursery rhyme book. It has been her favorite for a while and i am not exaggerating when I say she has every page memorized. Her favorite is, and i quote: "Jow-jie Pow-jie, pudding and pie. Kiss the guwls and made dem cwy. When the boys come out to pway, Jow-jie Pow-jie wun away." I just recently picked up "Where the Wild Things Are" and she has come to love that book as well. I'm excited to get the new movie version and watch it with her. She still, of course has quite an attitude on her. There are many times that instead of the usual "mommy" or "mama", she calls me "muh-duh". Funny how that's what all the evil moms in the fairy tale books are called. Hmm...coincidence? Veda is still very much in love with her baby sisters. She comes home from school and says "Ahhhh! Baby! I havent seen you all day! I miss you!" She is still dancing and singing more than she talks...and she talks A LOT! So, that should sum up how exciting most of my day is. Veda has done surprisingly well with daddy being gone. She very clearly states that he is in Afghanistan (Aganishtan) for a very long time. :( Most of the time, she is very excited about skyping with him and she will tell him all about her day. And then there are days when she prefers to bury her head in my lap and just gives daddy a small glimpse of her shy little smile. Veda, as always, continues to keep us all entertained with her wild antics and her interesting little point of view on things.
Now on to August and Loralye. Geeze, they are BIG BABIES! I have really learned just how big they are since Shane left and I tend to carry both car seats by myself. Old governor Arnold and I will be comparing biceps before long. As usual, they love to eat. I have to say, that I have set a standard of fine dining for them that I am finding hard to keep up with. Originally, they were eating regular baby food half of the time, and then eating homemade baby food the other half. Well, my girls have gotten picky. They prefer the homemade...and everything else ends up in my face/hair/mouth...gross. I can't say I blame them, but making enough fresh food for 2 babies can be exhausting! I mean, what kind of baby likes boiled, pureed spinach?? Yep...my girls. Their newest favorite food is the gerber graduates puffs. Loralye just lets anyone who is willing stick the puffs in her mouth, refusing to lift a finger. As for August, I can barely place a pile on the table before she grabs a handful and starts sloppily shoving them in her mouth. They are both really trying to get on the move. August seems to have no interest in crawling. Why crawl when she can literally just roll across the house? Lay her on the floor, walk out for 5 minutes and then I end up searching for her, just to find her behind the curtains. What a special girl. As for LJ, she is VERY interested in crawling. Initially, she was sneaky about it. I would catch her on all fours in her crib, rocking back and forth until she would bang her head on the railing, cry a little bit and then head off to dream land. Apparently, she prefers to perfect her skills before she puts on a showcase. She is constantly on her hands and knees rocking...still trying to figure it out. She wants to move, but we're only getting rocks and grunts. It will come...sooner than I would like. Crawling babies equals immaculately clean floors. *sigh* I'm tired just thinking about it. So, if anyone knows a high school student that would like to clean my house for about $20.00 a week, please let me know! Yes...I'm serious...and I'm cheap. Both of the girls are still just as bald as the day they were born. Why am I not surprised? I have 3,000 bows that are just begging to be pinned into long, lustrous hair. But, for now, they only get alternated into Veda's curly little afro. Its a pretty afro, but still an afro. As for speaking, the babies are babbling all of the time. August, who is a daddy's girl (I promise you, she loves me...but she really doesn't like me very much), incorporated her first word into a cry. And it was...wait for it...mama! So sweet! I mean, it was more like "maaaahhhh maaaahhhhh". But, I'll take it! As for Loralye, who is a mama's girl, her first word was dada. Coincidentally, she uttered that little word for the first time when Shane was home on leave for those few days before heading to the desert. I am sure he cried, although he would never admit that. His three girls have turned him into a big old softy...at least until they start dating. So, I am sure I am forgetting a gazillion things that the girls have been doing. But, that should mostly catch you up. I beam with pride watching my baby girls grow and thrive, but I am still choking up over the little things. I've said it a thousand times before, and I'll say it again: it goes by WAY TOO FAST!
As for this O'Neill girl, I'm holding it together pretty well. I have amazed myself by everything I have learned to do on my own. God bless single parents. I really don't know how they do it. There are so many days when I am so exhausted that I consider calling in reinforcements, just to watch me and make sure I don't crash in the middle of the day. But somehow, I keep up the stamina just long enough to get the kiddos into bed...and then I crash. I can't tell you the last time I actually sat down and watched t.v. I am so out of the loop in the reality t.v. world...makes me want to cry. A few more months without time for reality television, and I will no longer recognize myself. I'll be that old lady watching Murder She Wrote marathons at 6:00 in the morning. I mean, I don't even know what time it comes on or what channel...er...whatever! Don't judge me! There's nothing on t.v. that early in the morning. As for the rest of the house, it is mostly clean, most of the time. I am way too OCD to let everything go just because Shane is gone. But, I have been living out of a laundry basket, even though the girls' clothes are always neatly put away. Every time I fold laundry (which lately isn't that often), I think of my sweet Nora. She folds my laundry at least a couple times a week. For no other reason than the fact that she is awesome. And its highly likely that the same 3 loads she folded the week before, will still be neatly folded, sitting on the chase lounge waiting for me to put them away. Eh...I'll get to it tomorrow. I have even learned how to take the trash out! Granted, its usually overflowing to the point that I have pulled out an extra grocery bag for even more garbage before I finally decide to take it out of the house. But, still! I'm taking the trash out.
It is definitely not the same without Shane here. I am not as lonely as I thought I would be, because I get a few visitors here and there and I bombard the Serlick house every chance I get. (Love you guys!) I miss Louise terribly. I have to say that him being out of the country is so much worse than him being in Texas. As soon as that plane flew out of the states, my heart sank with so much worry. It doesn't help that our military just took a large hit this past weekend. I am so proud of my hubby for being over there. But, obviously I am selfish and I want him home. I am always full of butterflies every time I see him pop up on skype, even if the connection is awful at times. Being so far away makes me feel like we're dating all over again. Believe me...I am already counting down the days! I'm not sure if I will spend his first week home literally attached to him or if I'll run out of the door for a mommy vacation and leave him with the kiddos. Either way...I'm looking forward to it. As for now, I am not finishing this blog the way I wanted to. I have a 3 year old who I put to sleep hours ago in my face talking to me like its 8:00 in the morning. But, strangely, she has this freakishly zombie look in her eyes. Off to bed I go, with a tiny little cuddle partner!
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