A new adventure

It is September, which means it’s la rentrée, or back to school, work, etc, it’s like the new year just even more so, it’s a moment for new beginnings.

It’s the end of a long day… The kids are sleeping and as S is in London, meaning that I have the evening all to myself. I shall try not to go to bed too late, as tomorrow we have to get up earlier than today.

The girl (I cannot call her little one anymore can I? She’s a big sister now, and over a meter tall!) had her first day of Ecole Maternelle today. When I dropped her off at 9:30 this morning (tomorrow that will be 8:30), she was a bit perplex that I hung around, she more or less wanted me to leave. A little more than two months ago, we visited her school, and since then she’s been impatient to go.

So for her, a new adventure started today. I met my best friend in Kindergarten, so I hope that she’ll form some long lasting bonds with friends of her own. It’s also the start of being within the education system, the first day of many.

For myself, this means that I will be spending more one on one time with the boy, something we haven’t really done much since his birth (ok the girl spends a good part of her day with her head in books, and she cannot read yet). I will be able to focus a bit more on work and my blog, now that he’s almost 6 months old it will be easier, especially if the girl is taken care of during part of the day.

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Three years ago, I was having breakfast with S. I had spend an interesting night, contractions had ripped me from my sleep, but a shower later I was peacefully snoring again, the contractions continued. When I arrived in the Maternity Ward at 11:30am I was already at 4 or 5 cm. Things went quickly, S arrived at the hospital 2 hours after I did, and at 15:34 our daughter joined us.

Happy 3rd Birthday

Today, she is 3 years old! It has been quite an adventure.

Currently little one is still fast asleep, it’s one of those rare nights she spend from the beginning to well now in her bed. Up until the end of last year she was still sleeping in the parental bed, but my growing belly and her size made her take the decision that it was time to try the little bed. It was our plan to convince her to sleep there, but finally she decided on her own. Just like so many other things.

In June, she figured it was time to no longer wear her diapers and start using the potty, I am only responsible to the extent that I bought her a potty. Two years ago, on her first birthday she learnt to walk, when she was 7 and a half months old it was crawling. The hardest part to get her to get used to was no longer nursing on my breast. Looking back, that was the only developmental step that happened by me forcing it upon her, there was no choice, really.

I enjoy reading with her, many of the stories we read are so important to her that she can recite the ending of the sentences, and sometimes she knows the whole book. Will she be a young reader? I don’t know, but I do know that she is a lover of books.

Sometimes she is shy, but that’s when she is tired. But once she starts to like someone, well then she has a loose tongue and will fill your ears with questions and stories in German or French.

How cute she has been after the last ultrasound in January, she asked the doctor for a picture of her future sibling, so that it could be hung on the wall and kissed before leaving the house. It will be such a change for her, for us, once our family will be growing in March.

Now, I have learnt so much thanks to this little girl.

I really don’t know what to say, besides:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


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Image Copyright Moritz Werner (my dad) February 2014