Braids

This morning when I dropped Lucia off at daycare, she clung to my leg and burst into tears. Don't go Mommy, don't go, she cried. It's been like this sometimes lately; this week with my surgery and heightened stress levels around the house, I think she's picking up on them. Anyway, Charlotte, our daycare provider's youngest daughter (who is about 10) was home from school today and offered to braid Lucia's hair. Lucia lit up like a Christmas tree at the prospect. When I picked her up tonight, she proudly showed off her braids. We took them out to leave the ponytail holders at daycare, but I redid them tonight. She loves them, as you can see and already told me 1. please don't take them out again and 2. she wanted to wear them tomorrow for her swimming lesson. Who knew braids could be so fun?

All done

Things got off to an very early start this morning and all I can say is that it went very smoothly and we are very relieved to have this surgery over and done with. We are not quite out of the woods yet, we are going back for a followup consultation next Monday afternoon to make sure things went well and are healing as it should. Thank you to all who thought of us today!

Say A Prayer?

In our never-ending and fairly heartbreaking ongoing journey to provide Little Miss with a sibling, I am having outpatient procedure tomorrow to correct Asherman's Syndrome. Please say a prayer that all goes well, and the surgery is successful.

Train Ride

We decided to take Lucia on a train ride today from Oakland to Berkeley; it's about 19 minutes and it cost $20 for all three of us. She's been so excited about trains for a while. Today didn't disappoint, though I almost missed the train after the ticket printing machine was so slow. 


Once we got on board, Lucia wouldn't stop talking about ice cream. She asked the ticket man for ice cream, and decided she was definitely having ice cream when we got to Berkeley. Mind you, she's allergic to dairy so she's never had ice cream, she's had gelato and sorbet, but whatever kid. Let's find you some "ice cream." We arrived in Berkeley and it started raining, which was a bummer for sure. We struck finding a non-dairy ice cream somethingorother, but we got her some dark chocolate covered dried strawberries and then she wanted a cookie and then 2 seconds later (and after she took 2 bites) didn't want it anymore. Sigh. 

We walked up and down the shopping district, then decided to have dinner there. We found a great Italian place and Lucia acted like a typical 3 year old, which was kinda stressful, but the food was great. After dinner we spent some time in the bookstore and this gigantic Richard Scarry book captivated her for a while. We didn't buy it for her because of the rain but I have a feeling Santa might know about it. 

That Post

We were gonna write a post that said hey, about that whole giving up the pacifier thing? Totally rocky for a few days, but now it's smooth sailing! 

Except uh, it's been anything but. Bedtime is an epic battle, ranging from 45 minutes to 2 hours to get her from rah-rock to sleeping peacefully. Despite her totally rad ladybug. She gets up between 5 and 6:30 everysinglemorning and basically refuses to go back to sleep. If she's up at 6:30 then I just let her, since I'm not going to spend 20-30 minutes wrestling her to sleep for another 20-30 minutes. She refused to nap Saturday and everyday since then, until yesterday, when she finally conked out for 2 hours. I got her to sleep by 7:40 p.m., only because I started dinner at 5:30. Seriously. 

We are hoping she continues to uh, adjust to not having her friend the pacifier and we can all get some sleep soon. Like her mama, she's a different person when she gets some sleep.