This blog has taken a backseat in life. I think I commit to things without thinking it through. I've told myself to have a physical journal for the children, (started about 2 years ago) which is quite empty (but very pretty) and at the same time, I wanted to have this online version...AND ALONG WITH THAT, I convinced my mommy friends to create a group blog, which is also very MIA (except for 2 /10 dedicated writers). *insert sweating bullets* Maybe blogging just isn't my thing anymore.
So life update I suppose?! Hana is 9 days short of being 14 months. She has JUST started calling me momma consistently today! Although it's cute, it can be annoying to hear "MOMMA, MOMMA" x 2 x 24 hours (I exaggerate, lol) I was updating her milestones in a note on my phone. The last update I saved was from early in December 12...and two days ago, my phone basically had to get reset and I LOST EVERYTHING. Le Sigh, Anyway, she loves to climb the stairs. She isn't proficient so we must always stand behind her. AND SHE KNOWS SHE'S NOT ALLOWED TO CLIMB ON HER OWN. How do I know this? She will head over to the first two steps (pre baby gate) and turn to look at us, waiting for our reaction of "OH NO HANA WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?" Once we are startled, she will proceed to give a cute smirk and scurry up. She's a clever little one, mashallah. She also started walking more since last week, but she still does her one legged sit/ drag crawling (as you can see, I am not of the articulate type, HA)
Noah is almost 3. I cannot get that boy to speak Bangla if my life depended on it. He only speaks and responds in mostly English. Bilingual child, where art thou?! He is obsessed with superheros at the moment. If there was a stronger word for obsessed (no energy to google now), that would be him. He carries his "captain america" shield ALL day long, wears my prayer hijab as his superman cape, occasionally throws on his iron man mask, and continuously repeats "I'm going to saaaaaaave the day!" or "I'm fighting the bad guys" with hand in air and everything. He LOVES pretend play. Usually I'm the bad guy and he wants to fight me. He usually calls me "Pirate momma", as he has a pirate hat and sword, which I am forced to wear. In character, I am not allowed to call him Noah but must call him "Captain America". Hana has caught along and has been sword fighting with him for the last few months, and it's actually quite hilarious to see.
I am still not working, which means I am still breastfeeding, which means I have not figured out this weaning thing. Since she took to a bottle / cup well (drinking water), I thought "aww yeah, weaning her to whole milk will be SO easy!!" Boy was I wrong! Any bottle or cup that contains whole milk will be chucked across the room. I have semi given up and just stick to feeding her whole milk with cereal each morning. But I am very very grateful that I have been able to continue for this long! Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought this was possible (Noah was only BF for about 4 months, returned to work and that idea plummeted pretty quickly). But I have been in communication with my previous employer to see what they could offer me.
Anyway, this post was all over the place. It's 429 am. I am thirsty and should get back to bed if I want to wake up for fajr, and be able to function running around after these two.
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