So this is it. The 13th week. The last week of the first trimester. Hopefully, that will signify an end to the morning sickness and extreme fatigue. The morning sickness has been worse this week. I went on a junior high trip over the weekend, and at some point on Saturday, I started feeling really bad. It hasn’t stopped since. I don’t know if I just wore myself down or what. But I have been especially sick and haven’t had much of an appetite. I’m still eating, but I don’t look forward to it. I just can’t think of anything that sounds good…except Chex Mix.
I took Mallory to meet her new teachers and classmates. She was less than thrilled. She was met by one little girl with a nice smack to the face. No harm done. But later on, when Mallory finally let me walk away from her, the little girl walked up and pushed her down. Mallory made a real “I’m going to cry” face, but she never did. She just kind of rolled around on the floor for a minute. I told the teachers that Mallory has been known to defend herself. They said that was fine. They have been warned. :)
It’s still a little sad for me to move her next week. I know she will adjust…eventually. I have just seen so many new kids in her classroom sit and cry for days until they “adjust”. I hate putting my child through that. The good news, or bad news, is that the new school has web cam access so I can watch her to see how she’s doing. But come what may, she’s moving on Monday. What makes it even worse is that I took her by her current school today while everyone was outside playing (Poppa and Katnanny had been sporting her around town). All of the kids came running up to the fence saying “Mal Mal!” That’s what they call her. It was like they were all excited to see her. Breaks my heart.
Kylie is still visiting family. We have heard from her a couple of times. She has a lot of catching up to do with them.
I have uploaded some pictures. As promised, I created a 2009 folder for Kylie. I added to Mallory, 20-22 months.
Enjoy…I’m going to bed.