Wednesday, June 20, 2012

June, June, June

It's June, which means it's Spina Bifida Awareness month. I have been trying and trying to come up with some kind of post to address it, but I'm blanking. It's taken me three weeks to realize that we're just not in a SB state of mind lately. I guess that in itself is indicative of something that people should be aware of: SB often takes a back seat.

We've been busy doing the usual June things. Cordelia is done preschool, Rachel is wrapping up SK, Kingsley and Cordelia's playgroup finished. We've been swimming, gardening, swinging, biking, rolling, reading, and playing.

I've also taken a detour from my yoga and occasional running, did I mention that? I started playing soccer, which I have never played before in my life. I'm generally horrid at team sports and anything involving moving objects, but kind of figured, why not? Everyone else was playing ;)

Week one, I pulled a quad. Week four, I rolled my foot and pulled something there. Week seven (this past Sunday), someone went Tonya Harding on my knee. I'm not entirely sure what happened. I remember going for the ball, then I was hit and there was a disturbingly loud and gross sound from my knee and I dropped. The doctor today said I have a tibial eminence avulsion, which he explained as a chipped bone. I googled and it's apparently something that most often happens to preteens who fall off their bikes. Fantastic.

ohemgee, Mom, you are such a klutz

Kingsley and I now have matching knee immobilizers. Mine is called a Zimmer splint, but it's basically the same thing only mine is more rigid and I have to wear it all the time. I get crutches, too.

So, that's where we are at the start of our summer. I can't carry Kingsley anywhere because I can't walk without crutches, I can't drive, I can't swim, I can't do much of anything. I'm not really sure where we are going to go from here, but it's going to be interesting!


**Go here to find out more about Kingsley's awesome shirt

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Yogini

I've mentioned before that I love yoga. I love it, love love love love it. I guess it's no surprise that my kids were introduced to yoga before they were even born and that it continued as soon as they came home. I stumbled on the best book called Itsy Bitsy Yoga and dogeared that thing until I knew most of it by heart. Yoga is in their blood.


Truthfully, though, I haven't done yoga with Kingsley as much. The Itsy Bitsy moves are developmental based and he eventually got to the point where the only poses/songs he could do were the young baby ones, which he was bored with. Once he got too heavy for Mom and Baby yoga, that was pretty much it for my teeniest yogini.

Or so I thought!

A few weeks ago, Rachel popped her yoga DVD in and rolled out her mat in the middle of the day. I was running around doing stuff, but stopped short at the doorway when I saw KINGSLEY DOING YOGA. Just sitting there in his Bumbobile copying the video and loving every minute of it.

lousy pictures, I know. I was being stealthy at the doorway and trying not to be noticed

Well, now don't I feel dumb for not including him in our yoga fun. Even moreso when I happened to catch him on video doing some spontaneous yoga in the backyard one afternoon.

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Is there such thing as a mat mom? I am going to start a new trend. I see a reality TV show in my future ;)

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Technical Difficulties

You know how technology is really great when it's working and incredibly frustrating when it is not? My laptop has been having issues. First, our wireless modem died, so the only internet connection I had was on my phone, then literally the day after that was replaced my laptop decided to go through 14325 updates and to crash with each and every one of them. After a long month, we have recovered and I have a lot of catching up to do.

But enough about my boring woes, Kingsley seems to have gotten through some of his teething troubles and is still talking up a storm (though 60% of it I do not understand). He does this incredibly cute thing lately - every time I call his name, no matter what he's doing, even if he's in the midst of a tantrum, he will stop and say: YES? So, naturally, I do it about 100 times a day.

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