i came home from running errands the other night and david said "hey auggie and olive show mommmy the surprise upstairs!" and my mind said you moved her bed into augustine's room. YUP. *sniffle* counting pregnancy it was the first time in more than 2 years we've slept in our bedroom alone with the kids home. augustine's bed is a box springs/mattress on the floor and so olive's toddler bed sided right up to his perfectly. still! MAH WEE BAYBEE!! i read a poem that my sister in laws sister wrote to her son on his first day of kindergarten (or was it preschool?) and i smiled and thought it was very cute. but i was like "that won't be me" and now im wondering if i will be the emotional blubbering mother at such milestones. i mean olive is more than 18 months and this was her first night sleeping in a room without us (save for two grandma and grandpa overnighters).
i feel an explainable psychic, for lack of a better word, connection with my children. three specific times spring to mind. the first, augustine was just a months old and he was asleep in his crib in his room which at the time was separated from ours by a bathroom. his door and ours leading into the bathroom were both closed and we forgot to turn on the baby monitor. at some unknown hour i found myself jerking awake and shaking david saying GET HIM! GET HIM! but we heard nothing. i said no, something isnt right. i know what i feel. sure enough we flicked on the monitor and he was screaming like a banshee. the second, augustine was about 2 1/2 and we were at an indoor playground at the mall. lots of hustle and bustle going on, lots of people everywhere. im sitting on the outer perimeter of the play area reading a book. i cannot see him but i just get that psychic feeling again that is he somewhere crying. sure enough i get up and find him on the other side of the play area crying that some kid and he had bumped heads. this feeling persists almost daily as i wake up. it's as thought i can FEEL olive wake up. when she was in the room with us, whether in bed with us or in her bed in our room, i would wake with sort of like an adrenaline rush? and just know that i would open my eyes and see her rise up. not once have i had this feeling that i havnt noticed her waking at the same time. i can't explain this well and im feeling sort of weird talking about this. do i sound like a nutjob? surely some mamas out there know what im talking about here.
we went swimming last night at the worthington community center. that place is insane. it is of course an indoor pool but they also have a lazy river area, kids area with splashy things, and two story twisty slide. a twisty slide that OLIVE WENT DOWN like 10 times and kept signing "more more more!" augustine and i went down once and he nearly freaked by the time we got to the bottom. but i was so proud of his bravery. im pretty sure olive is the smallest person to have ever gone down that slide. i mean its huge and fast and she is wee!
oh and olive cleared the pool. something like this, s'all in gonna say.
we also went to go see our friends caleb and hannah ely's new baby lulu. she is maybe 2 days old and she looks just like a baby! like a real, fleshy baby! most kids at that stage look like blotchy anonymous blobs. olive poked her in the eye.
quote of the day from augustine "mommy, i dont like rainbows" why? "because they shoot little rainbows at you!" wha?
oh and unrelated but i made sweaters into leg warmers and they look really cute