Friday, February 06, 2009

Potty, scissors, cousins and hope

It's been a very busy beginning to the year already, and this week has been no exception. After several months of on-and-off potty trials (Miles just hasn't been ready yet...still not sure if he is!), I decided last weekend that I would just jump in when the weekdays began. So far we've had about a 50/50 success, which I'm going to look at as success all around because, honestly, this is the toughest parenting thing I've done so far. I have to throw in the 'so far' part, because my mom was quick to remind me that she thought the same thing until driving a car came into the equation! Still...first kid, first time at all of this, so it is difficult. I'm sure every parent has their share of stories. Thankfully all of this comes with lots of laughs, otherwise I might have thrown in the towel (or Underoos, in this case) by now.

Miles had his first go at using scissors this morning at the library. We don't have any safety scissors at home, but I now know that both he and I would greatly benefit from buying some because the kid loves to cut paper up into tiny pieces. I didn't measure the exact amount of time he spent at it, but in preschool-age time...it was a good while. I kept thinking he would get frustrated, because they were just a bit larger for his hands. But no, he kept right on going, and every little snip of paper that fell to the table was cause for celebration in his book. It was my moment to practice patience, and his moment to practice using scissors, of course. I was actually determined to buy a pair of them for him on the way home, but our long walk to the car (popular library + smallish parking lot = long walk) in which Miles insisted on carrying his three large books and then insisted on me carrying him changed my mind completely. The scissors can wait a few days.

Another thing that made me realize I could wait just a bit longer on super-fun scissors is the fact that my sister and brother-in-law plus Miles' three cousins are coming for a weekend visit. I was not fortunate to grow up near any of my first cousins (I don't know why I said 'first' since I didn't grow up around any of my cousins), so I really love the fact that they are a short drive away. And Miles adores his cousins. He spent most of our Thanksgiving either wrestling with Kaleb or running through my parents' house behind Taylor and Kamie. Lots of noise? Yes. Lots of love? Double-yes.

At this moment in time, I am still not pregnant. It's something I mourn when I need to, but not always because I want to focus on good things. I don't know if I'll ever get to have another baby -- only time will tell if we'll be blessed in that again. But we have Miles, who grows more precious to me each passing day (yes, potty-training mishaps and all). I may not ever understand 'why me, why this, why now' and so I hold on to the hope I have in Jesus. Hope does not disappoint.

2 comments:

The Proper House said...

I tried to potty train our son at two. He would go at moms but not at home. He was not ready for full poty training until he was almost 4. When he was ready we had no accidents or bed wetting. The time will come when he is ready. I am still praying for you to get pregnant. The time will come and it will be soon. God Bless you and your family.

tracey said...

Thanks for the encouragement, JoAnn. I really do appreciate it!

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