Thursday, March 3, 2011

Ketch up

This being a stay at home mom thing is finally getting easier. I've said it before, but that was stupid. Until I was taking care of an infant and a walking talking calamity I had no idea how hard being a mom could be.
That's mean. Logan's not a walking talking calamity. He's more of a talking running skipping SQUIRREL little boy who just happens to have accidents follow him. That he causes out of curiosity.
School is going well, thank goodness. He's excelling in everything, and the teacher has put him in a group of third graders for his reading group. Apparently no one else in his class is at his reading level yet. Still needs to work on handwriting, but oh well. I can't have everything.
If I could, I would have a pony. And a huge decorated house. And a lobster dinner...mmmmm.....sea arachnid with butter......
Jax is also growing and growing. He's been rolling over for 2 months, and is starting to sit up by himself. Or try to, at least. He makes a lot of grunting noises and turns really red while moving his upper body. Occasionally he surprises me and poos instead of sitting up. He always looks pleased, though. He's also babbling nonstop. Which is sad, because we were kinda hoping to have a Silent Bob son to go with our Jay, but considering both of our families are vocal and "passionate" (loud. we have loud families), it was to be expected. The whole colicky thing is finally over, and that means that Jax is fun to be around. Finally. I was worried that he was just a brat. As a mother, I wouldn't want to admit it, but I would. He's still bratty, but really just when he's tired. And hungry. And wet.
Ok, he's a brat. But he's damn cute.
Logina is such a good big brother. He always makes sure Jax has toys (especially when Logan is grounded from his. Funny how that works out), he sits with him and calms him down in the morning when I'm running around trying to get dressed, and just in general is in love with his little brother. He says he can't wait to teach him manners and how to read and write.
Now if only we could get Loganberry to finish learning manners.
I think he's had a little bit of a hard time adjusting to the new baby. And let's face it-Logan has had a tough year. He's graduated pre-school, left the class he's been with for 3 years, changed schools, houses, had to make new friends, deal with a parent being home all the time when he was used to seeing us only at dinner and after, and almost never together, and a new baby brother is in his life. He's adjusting remarkably well with everything, but I think he is having the hardest time with understanding the family dynamic. He calls me mom when talking about me, but understands that he has a different mommy than his brother. There are times when he seems almost hurt by that, and it's driving me crazy. I don't want him to grow up thinking that just because Jax is my son genetically I will automatically love him more. It's so strange for a "step" mom to feel like her "step" child is her own, but I do. I was prepared to feel different about Jaximillion, but he was born, and I looked at him and was so happy because I felt the same swelling in my heart and soul that I feel when I look at or think about Logan. God, I love my boys. I can't keep Logan from feeling a little left out, but I can comfort him and reassure him if he asks if I love him. And I can do it without lying to my little goofball boy.
He still has a mommy somewhere else, and I'm taking steps to make sure he can talk to her as well, but I think it's important to know that woman who lives with him loves him more than he may ever know, and will do anything for him. As long as it's in his best interest.
Sometimes that includes grounding him from his toys. And let me tell you-that is not in MY best interest. I have to deal with "Can I play with my toys?" every 5 minutes, and am so tired of repeating the whole "You're grounded from them for them for the next week. That hasn't changed in the last 10 minutes. And before you try it, if you build a time machine and try to travel a week into the future, I'll just ground you then, too."

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