Friday, January 15, 2010


This morning, Leo and I went to the Phoenix Children's museum and met our friends Rachel and her son Issac.  I met Rachel and her husband when we were first pregnant and took a Jewish parenting class.  We had a lot in common, both of us married and had children later in life, we are both Social Workers and both lived in latin countries.

Maximo and I joined the Children's museum over the summer. The membership has really paid for itself.  It is a great space for kids.  The museum is housed in a renovated school.  The walls are covered with stimulating sights, they have a reading area, and my favorite the "under 3 room."

The "under 3 room" is a large space with all kinds of sounds, textures, bridges, slides.  Today, Leo and I walked in and he went into the bedroom of the "play house."  He went to play with the cart.  However, an aggressive little girl pulled the cart our of Leo's hands. I was shocked.  I asked the girl to "excuse me, can you please give him a chance to play with it?"  She kept saying "excuse me" and pulling the cart in her hands.  Leo walked away.  The mother came running over to apologize

What has become of my life that I am trying to negotiate with toddlers?  I know they have not fully developed the ability to share as everything is "mine."  It brought flashbacks to elementary school and the teasing I endured.  I am going to have to get more information about children developing healthy self-esteem. First, I need a nap.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Day 4

Its day 4 of blogging every day for 15 min.  Today, Leo is in school for a few hours.  When I dropped him off I saw the teacher putting jell-o on plates and the kids were playing with it.  They are doing an art project to teach them about different textures such as jell-o.

Today has been a day of trying to get my receipts ready for taxes.  It is really not a glamorous job. I remember taking a personality test (Myers-Briggs) and it recommended I not become an accountant.  I am trying to improve my understanding of taxes and other "grown up, responsible adult things."

I have been feeling so tired and sick in this first trimester.  Today, is the start of week 12.  I am almost into the second trimester. YIPPEE!  My belly is already sticking out revealing a cute little bump.  I want to take Leo to the park but I also want to nap.  I don't actually get the nap option because Leo will have woken up from his own nap and be bright eyed and bushy tailed.

There are many parks in and around Phoenix but no parks close to our house.  There are also not many children in this part of town.  Its a kind of "empty nest" community.  Yesterday, we went to Arcadia Park which is about a 10 minute drive.  There was a boy riding a  hot wheels and Leo tried to use it.  I distracted him enough to ride on the swings.  He also "rode" this lady bug contraption.  Its a beautiful day again so to the park we go.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Get my Spanish going

Its Tuesday and it means Leo is in "school."  I am also having him stay there for nap time.  He has been doing naps for one week at school.  His naps at school have been shorter then the ones at home.  I dont know if its because its new or what.  The teacher who is with him at nap time is a Mexican immigrant. I cant remember her name.  I asked her to speak Spanish with Leo.  She asked me if he understands Spanish and I told her "yes."

This leads me to a topic I have been avoiding since returning from Argentina.  It is my lack of fluency in Spanish.  I have been so embarrassed about my Spanish especially when people assume because Maximo is from Argentina that I would be fluent. We are raising Leo bi-lingual so I need to step up my Spanish skills.  As I want to speak both languages with him.

 I tried for 2 years to improve in Argentina through classes and tutoring.   I made meager attempts to speak only in Spanish with Max for  30 minutes a day but I did not follow through.  I dont know how I will get myself back on learning Spanish.  I can understand it from the radio and television.  Perhaps, I could learn by watching a telenovella everyday?  I don't have a solution other then to practice which is not so sexy.

I guess its just about practice, practice and more practice.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Monday, Monday

 This morning, Leo woke up at 5:30 am.  As he went to bed at 7:30 pm I figured he would go back to sleep. I was wrong, a diaper change and breakfast were needed.  Its dark outside and I cant really get my head around the fact its Monday again.

We are taking a mommy and me music class on Monday mornings.  The class is through MUSIC TOGETHER.  I believe there are Music Together classes all over the place.  Our teacher, Indigo is a perky person.  She loves her job and teaching children about music.  The school philosophy (more or less) is the earlier children learn about tone through music the better prepared they are developmentally. 

Our class starts at 9:30 am.  There are about 7 or 8 other toddlers with their moms or dads.  The school encourages grandparents, babysitters, etc. to attend class with the child.  The three "suggestions" (they never say rules) in class are:
1. No talking to eachother
2. Let your child be where he or she is
3. Parents have to sing

One challenge face as a mom is disconnecting from other people's opinions and deciding what feels right for me and Leo.  My sister sends both of her sons for music classes.  However, my mom thinks music class is "narishkeit" or foolishness.  I dont know why what she thinks about music class bothers me.  I think being involved in Leo's life through different activities is essential for our relationship.

I know growing up I regret not following through on some of my interests.  Being committed to Leo's learning forces me to do my "homework" being consistent.  I am feeling particularly drained now that I am pregnant again. I admitted it. I am pregnant, 11 weeks along.  As much as I hate it I am superstitious and did not want to write about it until after my first tri-mester. I think I need a nap after all this blogging.

Viaje a Nueva York

Viaje a Nueva York