Dearest Daughters,
Another day spent alternating feeling trapped and wanting to be trapped at home means another day of digging up some old pictures I've yet to share.
Right now I can hardly bear the thought of planning dinner, let alone planning any outing that involves, oh, stuff like people and smells and sounds. Really narrows our options down. So, for now, I'll live vicariously through these memories.
Several weeks ago we went to the San Jose Children's Discovery Museum with Lolopop and Great Grandma Gibbs (GGG). Lola and Lolopop have a membership there, making the hour drive worth-it, even if we only stay for an hour or so.
I don't have that many pictures, because I spent the whole time chasing Danjo around the small, but full museum. From a multipurpose room turned toddler dance floor, darkened and with a spinning disco ball, music blasting (Danjo's favorite). To the bubble area.To the baby water play corral. And back. And up and over. And around and under.
Nothing off limits. Just the way a children's museum should be!
Babybel and Cousin A were with us, but their attention spans and critical thinking skills being a tad more advanced, GGG and Lolopop were able to venture around the museum with them in a civilized manner. You know, discussing current events and scientific phenomena. And paying attention to things for more than thirty seconds.
Meanwhile, back in Danjoland...
The most frustrating thing about my anxiety is that it makes me feel like a different person. I think to myself: who are you and what did you do with Lauren?
Things I would have jumped in the car to do at a moment's notice, things I wouldn't have given a second thought about, things I loved to do, like travel and deal with logistics, are the things that are bringing me the most terror.
I love you, girlies! Mommy's working on it. Just put on your patience pants!
Hang in there Lauren! Keep working on it, it'll be better.
We've been to the Children's Museum in San Jose, or at least Lindsay and I went when she was probably 7 or so. We were visiting Greg's buddy Phil who is a hermit who lives in the middle of San Jose. Well, semi-hermit at the time. Lindsay and I were going bonkers cooped up in the big, old, dark and gloomy house so we took the car and drove to the Children's Museum. Just the right size! Cool stuff to do and see. Breathe some different air.
Right now, your kids are benefiting from having you around all the time, paying them attention and doing stuff with them that's homey. Plenty of time to get well and start going to other places!
Love, Auntie
Posted by: amy | 07 May 2012 at 10:12 AM