101 posts

(just realized, that I have not published all 101 posts, so for you out there who went ahead and did the math, I think I have only posted around 90, some posts are for my eyes only!)
101. That is hard to believe. this is my hundredth and one post. that means 101 times I pulled myself away from my children, the kitchen, the playroom, the piles of toys scattered about, the laundry on the floor, away from my book, my everything to come here and digest what I am going through, how I feel, what went wrong, what improved, and what I have learned. Thats cool. I am proud of that. i may rarely take videos and when I do, never put them on my computer or send them to family, I may never print my pictures, never make an album, scrapbook, or baby book, but I have this blog. And more than anything it is my journal. one day I will buy some ink and print every page, complete with pictures and all. a recording of my journey as a mother. what an incredible trip it has been.

Lately, I have been wonderful. My kids are at a slightly challenging age. Kate is fully mobile, starting to communicate, very opinionated, and is struggling with sleep lately, making her for the first time in her whole life, fussy. Charlie is full of life, as he says, "I got energy!" He wakes between 445-5:30 every morning and runs nonstop until his 2-3 hour nap, and then goes strong until bedtime at 7:30. So between these two wonderful beings I am quite busy. Tack on cooking nonstop, always cleaning, taking trips, and trying to think of creative arts and crafts for charlie and my mind is always racing.

so 101 down, and many more to come, for my next 100 posts I aim to add some videos and more pics of these very cute kids.

Kate is 1

I still can't believe that my sweetest, cutest, most precious baby is no longer a baby. Where did the year go?  I also can't believed I survived it, and survived it well. Never thought in a million years I would be a stay at home mom with two kids a year and a half apart. My patience has been tested, my life's purpose certainly derailed from native american rights and social justice to diaper changes, playing with footballs, cars, and pretend kitchens. My day is about playing, playing, reading, singing, dancing, cooking, cleaning, and more playing. I remember so clearly when Kate was just the smallest thing, always tucked in my sling, or nursing in the ergo. My friends joked that in the first 6 months of her life, they only saw the back of Kate's head and her dangling feet, as she pretty much never left the ergo. That is what you do when you have two young children, and one of them is a 19 month old curious boy who NEVER. SLOWS. DOWN. You strap the smaller one onto your body and chase your son around the park, the beach, everywhere.

Kate has always been the happiest, calmest, and easiest baby I have ever seen. She developed a strong personality from the get go, and we all know that she will be a fiery pistol as a toddler, and we eagerly await that stage. Already, she has a strong sassy attitude, and a great sense of humor, my mom says she reminds her of me,  a scary thought since I was unbearable during my toddler years. :)

She loves to chase her  brother, laugh at everything, make her scrunchy face, and now she has mastered the frankenstien walk. She is determined and has opinions about everything. She is a great eater, loves to play, loves to look at books, and is very smart. She has pretty much mastered most things months before her brother did, not sure if that is the result of watching her bro, or being a girl. But she sat up by 6 months, crawled at 7, started standing up with no help in the middle of the room at 7.5 months, and started walking before her first bday.

She is picking up signs quickly, and Charlie is adorable at signing with her. She knows the sign for yes, dog, milk, food, and more. She says YEH to everything you ask her, and says dada, mom, and lilly. 

One of the cutest things she does happens in the middle of  night. She sits straight up, what little hair she has, all messed up, and just starts babbling, talking and looking around to make sure she isn't missing anything. 

Her favorite two people in the world are her brother and her dad, no suprise there.

She loves to dance and really brings the funk to the forefront of our dance parties. 

We love you little Kate, more than words could ever express. Tonight when there is peace throughout the house, and a glass of wine in hand I will write you a letter my dearest Kate. Happy birthday!