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May. 8th, 2006 02:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
On Friday morning, I think, the Health Visitor came to do what used to be a two-year-old development check. They don't do those any more because they weren't useful; children with developmental issues are in general pretty obvious, and bright children often refuse to play along anyway, so it's much more helpful to ask the parent if they're worried, usually. Anyway, instead of development checks, they now do a Family Health Assessment, where they ask about the whole family. They do one of these antenatally, and one when the child is two years old, so this was Linnea's two-year one and the tadpole's antenatal one.
She asked about all our health - mental and physical - and listened while a little dam burst. Apparently I'm not even nearly a little bit as over the whole birth trauma thing as I like to pretend I am. It was established within, ooh, three minutes that Linnea's developing "normally" (there are two things measured - normal and delayed) and that we are good parents. She asked how I felt about being a parent.
I said I like it, I'm exhausted, but I enjoy it and I'm good at it. I know I'm good at it because Linnea is a good parent to her toys. She's a lovely parent to her toys, actually - she loves them and cuddles them and tells them off gently and walks them and dances with them and puts them to sleep and feeds them lunch and wipes their boppings (bottoms) and all sorts.
It's like a little progress report. When she's nasty to her toys I will know to examine what I've been doing. The Health Visitor thinks this is an entirely reasonable way to go about things, and also that Home Educating is a very sensible thing to do, though she suggests I look into a state nursery to give myself a bit of a rest. I will call the Children's Information Centre sometime soon and see about getting Linnea's name down for somewhere - or two somewheres - in case when she turns three I decide I do need a morning off every week. HV says it's not necessary to send her every day or anything like that.
So on Saturday Rob went to London, and I cycled into the Farmer's Market, where I joined the Reading Cycle Campaign, and then to the park with Louis, and then into town where Linnea "acted up" in the rain. Eventually I got her a raincoat and we settled down a bit, and Rob came back from London and met us, and he took her to the Early Learning Centre to play while I sat in a cafe and drank coffee and ate a cookie. Why, can anyone tell me, are cookies in the kind of cafe that has peculiar names for drinks sizes about the size of a normal saucer?
After that we had a minor disaster in Waterstones - Linnea's nappy had become waterlogged and when she did another wee it made a little puddle. I have, however, very speedy elite mothering cleanup skills, so we got it all sorted out in the end.
I ordered a wardrobe for Linnea from John Lewis; found one with half shelves, and the other half two rails, one at child-height so she can dress herself. Then Rob showed up and we went and ordered a dishwasher.
I've been resisting a dishwasher on grounds of ecology and not encouraging laziness for a while. However, a dishwasher can do 12 place settings in 14 litres of water, and I use more than twice that most days. So.
It's a good time to buy these things, as my budget has long included the money to go to Janice's wedding, and the closer the wedding comes, the more I want to just TRY to go, and damn the consequences. I can't go to Janice's wedding even if I want to and I mean it dammit. I am not physically fit to do a seven-hour flight with a toddler; I can't even do a two-hour train journey with any confidence. But it will be easier to believe if I've spent the money on other things.
Rob is going, on Friday. It's going to be very busy while he's away and as soon as he returns we have houseguests (with toddler!!! hurrah!) and then there's the Cancer Research Race For Life and then very shortly after that there's going to be a baby.
Agh! No-one told me it was so soon! Only 12 weeks left, unless I postpone the section!
She asked about all our health - mental and physical - and listened while a little dam burst. Apparently I'm not even nearly a little bit as over the whole birth trauma thing as I like to pretend I am. It was established within, ooh, three minutes that Linnea's developing "normally" (there are two things measured - normal and delayed) and that we are good parents. She asked how I felt about being a parent.
I said I like it, I'm exhausted, but I enjoy it and I'm good at it. I know I'm good at it because Linnea is a good parent to her toys. She's a lovely parent to her toys, actually - she loves them and cuddles them and tells them off gently and walks them and dances with them and puts them to sleep and feeds them lunch and wipes their boppings (bottoms) and all sorts.
It's like a little progress report. When she's nasty to her toys I will know to examine what I've been doing. The Health Visitor thinks this is an entirely reasonable way to go about things, and also that Home Educating is a very sensible thing to do, though she suggests I look into a state nursery to give myself a bit of a rest. I will call the Children's Information Centre sometime soon and see about getting Linnea's name down for somewhere - or two somewheres - in case when she turns three I decide I do need a morning off every week. HV says it's not necessary to send her every day or anything like that.
So on Saturday Rob went to London, and I cycled into the Farmer's Market, where I joined the Reading Cycle Campaign, and then to the park with Louis, and then into town where Linnea "acted up" in the rain. Eventually I got her a raincoat and we settled down a bit, and Rob came back from London and met us, and he took her to the Early Learning Centre to play while I sat in a cafe and drank coffee and ate a cookie. Why, can anyone tell me, are cookies in the kind of cafe that has peculiar names for drinks sizes about the size of a normal saucer?
After that we had a minor disaster in Waterstones - Linnea's nappy had become waterlogged and when she did another wee it made a little puddle. I have, however, very speedy elite mothering cleanup skills, so we got it all sorted out in the end.
I ordered a wardrobe for Linnea from John Lewis; found one with half shelves, and the other half two rails, one at child-height so she can dress herself. Then Rob showed up and we went and ordered a dishwasher.
I've been resisting a dishwasher on grounds of ecology and not encouraging laziness for a while. However, a dishwasher can do 12 place settings in 14 litres of water, and I use more than twice that most days. So.
It's a good time to buy these things, as my budget has long included the money to go to Janice's wedding, and the closer the wedding comes, the more I want to just TRY to go, and damn the consequences. I can't go to Janice's wedding even if I want to and I mean it dammit. I am not physically fit to do a seven-hour flight with a toddler; I can't even do a two-hour train journey with any confidence. But it will be easier to believe if I've spent the money on other things.
Rob is going, on Friday. It's going to be very busy while he's away and as soon as he returns we have houseguests (with toddler!!! hurrah!) and then there's the Cancer Research Race For Life and then very shortly after that there's going to be a baby.
Agh! No-one told me it was so soon! Only 12 weeks left, unless I postpone the section!
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Date: 2006-05-08 01:57 pm (UTC)I suspect she'd pass most of the ones for three or four year olds.
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-05-08 01:58 pm (UTC)Get the dishwasher. Get someone else to plumb it in (I'm not maligning Rob here, OldBloke did ours and he's usually good at stuff but he didn't do it right...) and then let it do the hard work. It won't encourage laziness unless you start viewing it as an extra cupboard and never putting anything away away!
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:04 pm (UTC)(Rob doesn't do the plumbing - he'd never so much as plumbed in a washign machine to existing pipes before I met him. Plumbing would be my job if I didn't, you know, live with a toddler, argh).
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:21 pm (UTC)Definitely not a laziness encourager in my experience, and I am notoriously lazy about washing up.
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Date: 2006-05-08 05:56 pm (UTC)My mum still isn't tidy, but at least she doesn't have to wash up - she hates it. We (children) did other housework, and were usually responsible for emptying and filling the dishwasher whenever it needed doing. One of my mum's friends has 6 children + hangers on - I remember watching all their children finish their meal; collect up their plates, cutlery, drinking cups and trot over to the dishwasher and put them in the correct places. It really worked and meant the table could be cleared almost instantaneously and not just by all the parents.
I like the sound of the wardrobe too, I find this idea that small children can't dress themselves to be very strange. I only needed help dressing for a long time because my hands didn't work and were usually encased in plaster. I remember being appalled that one of my cousins couldn't even lay his own clothes out, nevermind dress himself aged 9! Apparently my aunt justified it by saying "he's too slow on his own, and he makes bad clothes choices" *shudder*.
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Date: 2006-05-08 05:59 pm (UTC)Not that it WAS clean and tidy, but none of us ever died of typhoid.
"he's too slow on his own, and he makes bad clothes choices"
I can't imagine why.
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Date: 2006-05-08 08:24 pm (UTC)Children learn by example as well as being allowed to make their own mistakes. Fear of failure and constant intervention for anything other than safety doesn't help anyone - parent or child.
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Date: 2006-05-11 09:41 pm (UTC)One of these days I'll get round to acquiring one of my freakier xray images and use that.
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:09 pm (UTC)Much as it would be absolutely lovely to have you at my wedding, I'd really rather you didn't take any chances at all with your health. Really. *hug*
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:14 pm (UTC)I do feel a lot better now that the money for my plane fare has been spent. It's now *not* realistically possible for me to risk my health. Um, hate to ask - will there be a video? Or just ten thousand photos?
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Date: 2006-05-08 05:17 pm (UTC)I can live without the dishwasher - it's just wasteful not to have one.
I remember not having a tumbledryer. Clothes were always an issue. Space to dry them was always an issue. I seemed to be able to dry one single washing mahcine load, it would take a full week and they would be wrinkled and smelly. Energy to lift all those clothes up and lift my arms to bring them down again was another issue for me. Mould due to condensation from drying clothes was a nightmare every winter. And the clothes often stank. I couldn't wash often and I would be falling over wet clothes all winter long. I hated it.
Chris and I finally put out for a rented tumbledryer and wow! The difference! Clean clothes in less than a day. Always having dry socks! Fantastic! So, I wouldn't go back. It's one of those luxuries where I thank the gods for being able to have it, every time I think about it. Giving it up would hurt, a lot.
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Date: 2006-05-08 03:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-08 05:09 pm (UTC)I use at least four litres of water every time I do the washing up, and I wash up every time I have a cup of tea.
All that water has to be heated and a lot of it gets wasted.
The dishwasher used to be used one every day or two days. So much less harmful, and probably less yuk in the environment too, since it's easy to go eco-friendly when you're not having to scrub yourself.
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