It was a simple birthday, but nice. A mexican feast not cooked by me (okay, I couldn't resist helping just a little), a delicious cake, a few presents and the two year old's version of a surprise party (I went upstairs, she hid and then yelled "SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" when I came back downstairs. It was all very lovely.
To be honest, there are things going on around here that I just can't/don't want to/am not ready to discuss with the world, hence my lack of blogging. All is okay, everyone is healthy and no one is getting divorced or anything like that - we're just grappling with some BIG decisions about our future and they aren't easy decisions to make. Plus David moved to a new job a month ago and while it's surely going to be a positive thing in the long run, the transition is proving stressful as David gets used to the busier pace and learns the way things are done with his new employer. He's working longer hours (boo!) but for more money (yay!) and he's stressed out now (boo!) but will hopefully be happier in the long run (yay!). Poor David has also been battling with a huge outbreak of psoriasis, which he's never had before, but that is currently running amok no matter what the doctors throw at it. He's itchy, self-concious and worried that it might be his new normal. He does finally have an appointment with a dermatologist, so hopefully some relief is coming his way. And then there's toilet training... Seriously, this is the hardest thing I've come up against as a parent so far. It is PAINFUL. But it needs to be done and it needs to be done this summer because preschool starts in the fall. I won't go into the personal details as someday I'm sure Adeline will be MORTIFIED that I ever even mentioned it on the blog, but let's just say that the girl is AMAZINGLY STUBBORN and has the liquid holding capacity of a camel. Whew. So those are just a couple of the things we're dealing with. It's the decision making that's really throwing us for a loop though - I know David's work situation will smooth out, I'm hopeful his skin can be helped and I know we'll get through toilet training somehow. Maybe once those things happen it will be easier to concentrate on making the right decisions for us as a family and for each of us as individuals.