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Progress / No Progress: Theo has been throwing the world's worst tantrums all day every day (only a slight exaggeration) for the last couple of weeks, and they have been especially horrific the past 3 days. So bad that I have cried the last two days. I could go on for hours but let's just say I feel pretty worthless and ineffective as a mother. I have felt like his behavior is somehow a reflection of my parenting. Without making myself cry again, let me just say that the point of this paragraph is the "progress" part, which happened tonight, sometime between tantrums. He let me look inside his mouth (I've been trying for a month but he wouldn't let me) and I found what I was looking for. A two year molar that is all the way through, 2 that are about 3/4 of the way through, and 1 that is about 1/4 of the way through. That makes me feel like maybe the teeth have SOMETHING to do with his terrible-ness, and it's not just his age that is making him so terrible. I feel terrible saying that he has been terrible. But he has been... terrible.
post S'mores bath - he's cute when you give him chocolate
Progress: Dexter is talking more and more. He says short sentences. They are very simple, usually beginning with "I want" and ending with "bottle," "food," "that," "ball," or whatever other object he sees. But it's a start! He even knows some of his colors. He's fairly consistent pointing out blue, pink, and green already! Theo picked up on colors really early too, so this must be something that we/our babysitter incorporate into casual conversation without even realizing it. Exciting! I love it when they surprise me with their learning.
Friday night, we visited the park near our new house!
Saturday night, post S'mores bath
Progress / No Progress: I'm two weeks into my new job and I still love the company and the people but I'm in a weird spot with my actual position/work. I'm still training. But I've watched people do the same things over and over and over. I'm kind of to the point where I cannot watch another person do the same thing again. I'm not going to learn anything else that way. I have to do it on my own. I talked to my supervisor about it. She agreed that I should try some things on my own; I did. I couldn't remember how to do stuff, so I had to ask for help fifty times. I felt dumb. It's hard, going from being one of the smartest people at work to being, indisputably, the absolute dumbest.
Progress, sorta: Last weekend we emptied one of our storage units. The smaller of the two. We had hoped to be in our house by the end of August but that didn't happen. We still have to finalize our flooring plans and get it done before we move in. The new goal is by the end of September. I do think it is realistic. I hope I'm not wrong. The boys' bathroom is coming along really nicely. I can't wait to post some pictures. The bathroom is going to be black, white, and gray. I am torn between choosing a really colorful shower curtain to pull color from, like this:
Or going straight up b&w, with something like this (which I really, really love, but wonder if it's too blah for little kids):
What do you think? Opinions, people!