I feel like ever since July hit it's been kind of a whirl wind. After we returned from vacation, I attended two births in a short amount of time. Doula work is amazing. I love it. There's something so amazing about witnessing a birth and being part of the process in a small way. If you want to keep up with birth-y type things, you should follow my Facebook page and my doula blog on my website. I'm really trying to ramp up my doula business. I have a meeting with a potential back-up doula next week. I just need to have clients be able to find me easily now!
I've instituted a few more intentional "pre pre-school" type of activities. I've made a theme and found some activities to go along with that theme to do throughout the week. Our first theme was birds because the girls are super into birds right now. We made a bird feeder, read books all about birds, colored bird pictures, and sang songs about birds. Last week was farm week. I kind of lost touch with the activities other than going to a petting farm because sometimes life just happens! This week we are on a bit of a hiatus because of the holiday weekend and getting back into the swing of things.
We are definitely in a new developmental phase as the girls turn two (ummm can you believe their birthday is next week!?). I'm finding it difficult sometimes to manage the feelings toddlers have. I'm trying to find tools to place in my parenting tool box that both validate their feelings but also outline expectations, teach them how to be decent human beings, and teach them basic social skills. I feel very strongly that discipline should never shame children, but in the middle of it sometime it's hard. If both girls are tantruming or needing something from me, sometimes it's so hard to not just sit down, plug my ears, and scream for everyone to be quiet! I'm learning that I apparently am sensitive to noise levels and get easily overloaded when both girls are crying/screaming/tantruming. I guess maybe it isn't "noise" per se-- i'm just fine if they're being loud because they're happy. It's specifically when they're both upset that I just feel like shutting down completely and all my ideals about not shaming and being validating go out the window. I am definitely not perfect and have had to apologize to them for not handling myself well. Parenting is hard, y'all.
My birthday was on the 28th. I turned 27. One year closer to 30 and making me officially in my late twenties, as my darling husband likes to point out. ;) I made some mini apple pies to celebrate with, but to be honest they were crap. I was disappointed in them for sure, but overall my birthday was a great, low key day. I felt loved by my friends and family. I kept thinking about my life, as I do on my birthday, and kept thinking how it's nothing like what I imagined it would be. But it's a great; I am really quite pleased with where we are and what the future might have in store for us.