Thursday, May 28, 2015

Tribute to Barb



Today is a bittersweet day.  It is Eli's last day at Barb's daycare after going there the past 3 years.  Starting in June, he will be attending the daycare at Sacred Heart, which will be in the same building as his preschool this fall and also right across the street from his future elementary school.  I wanted to switch his daycare this summer, hoping for a smooth transition for him to preschool when he starts, especially since he is reluctant when it comes time for any kind of big change. 

When I first considered a daycare situation for Eli after he stayed with me while I was able to work from home the first year of his life, I knew I wanted him in an in-home daycare.  My first and only choice was Barb, the mom of one of my former teaching colleagues.  Barb has many, many years of experience in daycare, and I knew she provided a structured, scheduled environment for the kids.  When Eli turned a year old, I wanted him to have the opportunity to be in this kind of environment where he could learn to socialize around other kids without me there.  It also gave me the opportunity to work from home uninterrupted.  He started going twice a week when he turned a year, Mondays and Wednesdays. 

At this age, Eli was still very timid.  I remember he started daycare even before he learned to walk.  It has always taken him a while to get used to new situations, and this was no exception.  Over a couple of weeks, he gradually became accustomed to his new environment, and now, 3 years later, he LOVES to go to Barb's! 

He has learned so much from Barb and her own family.  She has consistently provided nurturing yet firm discipline with clear expectations, along with great communication.  Our conversations have changed compared to when he first started going there; she used to tell me what he would eat each day at lunch to now describing how he interacts and relates with the other kids. 

When the time came where Eli gave up his one and only afternoon nap during the day, I found it more of a challenge attempting to balance getting my work done and giving him the time and attention he needed.  Last fall, he started attending daycare 4 times a week, Monday through Thursday.  I was also able to better utilize the time when he was gone from home, so I started working more hours, too.  My mom still makes the trek every Friday to watch Eli, so I have all 5 days of the work week covered.  I remember back to when we were still in Lost Nation and she came there on a weekly basis (since he was born!).  During his morning nap at that time, she would even clean and help with laundry and has always brought a meal for lunch time on Fridays.  Ian's mom, Mary, also will watch Eli for us when needed.  Living right next door, he has spent a lot of time over there! 

Eli has learned so much under the care of his grandparents and also Barb.  Especially as he has gotten older, he mentions on a frequent basis, "Barb says...".  Here is a quick list of his quotes about what he has learned while at Barb's house:

"Barb says....
-I should get my coat and shoes on by myself (as a side note, I am guilty of being one of those mothers who do things like this for my kid for far too long; as we are leaving and going out the door, sometimes it just seems easier to do things like this myself until I know he has reached past the point of frustration with trying to learn these skills and can competently and easily do them on his own).
-We should have good table manners and chew with our mouths closed.
-These are healthy foods.
-We should exercise.
-We need to go outside to get fresh air.
-It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood."
Lastly, my most recent favorite:  Eli has started recounting the events of the day on our way home now, detailing what they had for lunch along with any other highlights of the day.  One of the little girls there learned how to wave, which Barb described as the "Miss America wave."  I had to laugh as he told me this and then proceeded to re-enact it from his backseat in the car. 

Out of all the things he has learned at Barb's, I was most in awe when he was talking about how they pray before lunch.  I asked him what they say for their prayer.  He began by reciting the sign of the cross and then rattling off the meal time prayer from beginning to end; all of which he first learned while there! 

From a very young age, Eli has been able to keep himself entertained pretty well for even longer periods of time.  On the other hand, I have noticed how he has wanted to do different types of structured/learning activities only on his own accord, seemingly only when he is in the mood to do so.  This became more of a concern to me when Barb also mentioned that he would not readily participate in these types of activities with the other kids but would prefer to play with other toys on his own.  Over time, he has become more open to participating in group activities and working on various learning activities, such as coloring, writing, working on letters, etc. when prompted and not only by his own choice.

Another trait I noticed he picked up from spending time at Barb's house has been learning how to be polite.  Every morning when I dropped him off, she would always greet him with, "Good morning, Eli.  How are you today?"  Every morning I would have to prompt him with his response, met only with silence from him.  This went on for months and months.  Now, not only will he answer the question without any prompting, he reciprocates the question and will reply, "Good.  How are you doing?"  He will even do this with strangers like cashiers and even the dentist!  If you ask him in the morning if he had a good night's sleep he will answer, "Yes.  Did you?"  Maybe part of this just comes from getting older too and developing into his own little person.

The once timid, reserved, sensitive (even being very sensitive to babies crying, causing him to cry himself) little boy Eli was at a year old has really transformed into a more outgoing, friendly, and assertive little guy who now loves and adores the babies while being very gentle with them. 

In wrapping up this post, I just wanted to thank Barb for providing the type of environment for the kids in her daycare where they can truly learn and grow while parents can trust they are being well taken care of in a safe, nurturing, and disciplined atmosphere.  This daycare experience has really exceeded my expectations as Eli has learned a variety of life skills while engaging in various experiences all the while enjoying it at the same time.  It really does take a village as they say, and Barb and all the other important family influences have really helped shape Eli into the young boy he is today.   

 

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Baby Nelson Gender Reveal



Today was a special Mother's Day.  Our family celebrated together with the Nelsons along with Ian's mom (while his dad was busy in the field).  Not only was today Mother's Day but Megan and Jeff celebrated their 1-year anniversary today and found out a couple weeks ago the gender of their baby but wanted to wait until we were together today to make the big announcement.  

We met at Bluff Lake for lunch.  Afterwards, we came back to our house for the big reveal.  Megan ordered cupcakes with colored filling that would indicate the gender.  As a side note, once these gender reveal parties started becoming popular, I honestly thought it was a little bit of a crazy idea to throw a party to make the announcement, but of course with the advent of Pinterest and ideas galore, it was hard not to get into it somewhat, especially when I had the entire weekend to myself to do a little planning (since my mom wanted to take Eli home with her on Friday and bring him back on Sunday with them).  It was still a low-key gender reveal party intermixed with the celebration of Mother's Day, and it was fun!



Tallies were made as for guesses on whether the baby would be a boy or girl.  I found out earlier in the day that when Megan was at my mom and dad's this weekend she let it slip by using the pronouns "he" and "him."  They also told me Megan told Eli the gender (which wasn't exactly the case), so I asked him what Megan was having, of course, and he replied, "Boy."  Afterwards, I realized Eli, on his own accord, pointed to Megan's ultrasound pictures and said, "That's Megan's baby.  It's a boy."  We were all 110% sure it was going to be a boy; so much for the surprise...or so we thought.  


  
 

Then, it was time for cupcakes.  Matt was the first to announce, "It's a boy!", although maybe he was trying to throw everyone off when he realized there was actually pink filling inside.  My dad said, "Pink!"  I love the reaction on my mom's face!  





Of course, there's me - always the oblivious one trying to figure out what is going on since we were certain it was a boy.  It was a true surprise for everyone!!  Megan truly had her heart set on having a little girl and even had a girl's name picked out for as long as I can remember; Emma.  

Baby Nelson is a girl after all!  They are naming her Emma Ann.  The middle name comes from both my mom's middle name and our Grandma Winter.   


Not even knowing ahead of time whether the baby would be a boy or girl, my mom had already ordered a personalized onesie with Emma's name!  She just couldn't resist when she came across the idea.  





 

 I love the excitement on Eli's face here as Jeff's dad is reading him a book; he always loves when other people, especially those much more animated than myself will read to him.


I am so excited to now be joining in the journey of motherhood with my sister while also at the same time looking forward to Jamie's upcoming wedding and the bridal showers and baby shower in the works!      

Now I can see what all the hype is about with these gender reveal parties, although this one was a true surprise!  It was a fun day and such a sentimental way to spend Mother's Day.  Motherhood is such a precious gift, responsibility, honor, and privilege, which also gives way to a new-found appreciation for my own mother and generations before her who have passed on the same types of family values and traditions.