looked next to Amariah. He's only 2
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Just to let you all know what is going on with our lives as well (and, I promise, a Vincent update soon).
So, first off, a Happy New Year's to everyone. I hope you can enjoy the moments you had in 2008 and, if not, then I hope 2009 is off to a better start. We've had quite a few things happen to us this year, including the new baby, moving in (and out of) our own place, getting married, and more. It's been a good year though. I hope the next is a good year for us as well.
Secondly, I've actually had a few people ask me about my camera - so I am just going to answer it here on my blog because it's easier. I use a Canon 40D. I usually just use a portrait lens, which is difficult to shoot with but makes for a gorgeous picture. I still do photo shoots from time to time for my company (CJ Photography), but lately being a stay-at-home mom has consumed a lot of my time. I have a photo shoot coming up on the 11th for some co-workers of Alice and another for my friend's newborn baby, but I don't have the motivation or the time to promote - so I simply don't. It's more of a hobby anyway, as we don't need the money. I have my focus set on other things now.
I am currently training and studying to become a doula, certified by DONA. I've been planning to go to school to become a CNM (certified nurse midwife), but I honestly don't have the time for that much school. You do not have to be a registered nurse to become a midwife, but I'd prefer to segway into that when the kids are older. So, I am becoming a doula. I'm pretty excited about it and should be finished with my final seminar sometime in March. I hope to be able to work with the midwife on the AFB.
Oh - and anyone in Minnesota - I am flying out there with Vincent on January 8th and leaving on the 11th. I'll be staying in Shakopee and I'd love to see some of you...
As for Jarrod, he is officially an Airman of the United States Air Force. He will be leaving on January 20th to go to Lackland Air Force Base (San Antonio, Texas) for his basic training. That will last for 9 weeks. After that, he goes to Sheppard Air Force Base (in Wichita Falls, Texas - about 2 hours north of San Antonio) for job training. He is going to be a load master. Don't ask me what they do, because I still don't fully understand. I know he'll be flying a lot and makes sure the planes not too heavy... After that, we figure out where he gets stationed. The kids and I are going to stay here in Glendale until we get housing on base, then we'll move to be with him. It's exciting, but a little bittersweet as we have never been away from each other for that amount of time before.
Jarrod hopes to get in some classes while we're living on base. He hasn't decided what he wants to do yet, but hopes it somehow involves physics.
I'm going to go get a start on Vincent's updates now =)
(Vincent's update will be coming soon, hopefully). Hayden is officially 35 months, when means I have to (officially) stop saying her age in months. She'll be 3 in less than 30 days and that seems crazy to me. Was she really born 3 years ago? That can't be right. It hasn't been that long... or so I seem to be trying to convince myself.
Hayden's still a spit-fire. She has a little reddish-tint to her hair, but you'd think it'd be more prominent with the red-headed attitude that she carries. She's hot-tempered, impatient, and stubborn - which can also be transferred over to mean passionate, intelligent, and perseverant. She's smart. Too smart. She's a troublemaker, but I love her for it. I see a lot of me in her, and that makes me happy. I think I turned out alright.
She's far too advanced for her age, so we've already committed to putting her in Montessori in August. She can count up to 10 in 2 different languages (Spanish and French) and she can count to 15 in English. Not only can she do the counting in repetition, but she recognizes her numbers. She can also recognize about 70% of the alphabet. She can mostly sing the ABC song, but she struggles a little with the middle. I started her on baby signs and she seems to sign the letters better than she says them, but I'm okay with that. She still signs a lot of things ("more" and "thank you" mostly, though "nurse" is making a comeback as she always signed "nurse" instead of "milk" and she sees me sign it to Vincent). We decided to put her in Montessori because we think she might get bored in regular preschool and Montessori is based on an at-your-own-pace type of teaching.
Jarrod has finally agreed to let me put her in some sort of semi-organized play group, but I haven't decided what I am going to do yet. We've considered enrolling her in one of the Gymboree classes or perhaps a T-Ball for Toddlers group they have here. So far, the only time she really plays with other kids is the 1 hour a week she is at the L.A. Fitness daycare center or the 2 hours a month she is around the other kids at my La Leche League meetings. It's a shame because she LOVES playing with children. She calls anyone her size or smaller "baby" and anyone bigger than her "kid." I think we're leaning more towards the Gymboree music class but... we'll see.
Have I mentioned how polite Hayden is? We're working on the "please's" because she tends to only use them when she is trying to persuade you to give her something she knows she shouldn't have, but she always minds her "thank you's" and "your welcome's." She also likes to burp and say, "Excuse me!" I know the burping on purpose part isn't so polite but... in theory...
Luckily, her tantrums have died down a little, however - I have a feeling she will never truly be done with them. She seems the type of girl who will be throwing tantrums well into her thirties. I told Jarrod she is a "bridezilla in the making."
She's still a Daddy's Girl, though in a more demanding way. It amuses me to hear her shout, "DAD! Come downstairs!" 3... going on 13. Jarrod asked her for a hug recently, while she was putting together a puzzle, and she said, "No. I'm busy." 10 minutes later she went to cuddle up with him. She's a little nicer to him than she is me. I really feel like I am raising a teenager sometimes. Things that have come out of her mouth recently include, "Get out. My room. Close the door" and "Fine, fine, FINE!" and "Blah, blah, blah." She's also in the habit of constantly blowing raspberries when she doesn't agree with what you say. I have no idea where she picked this up from because no one here really sticks out their tongue in disagreement.
I still haven't figured out how such a large personality fits into such a small body.
I need to weigh and measure her here soon, but, for now, pictures will have to do.