My most sincere apologies to "anonymous" for my blogging delinquency. I really feel terrible about not posting more often. No, really. Actually, if I didn't know better because Bill won't likely let her go to the prom, I would have guessed he had made the latest comment on my last post! Anyway, I will try to do better, but perhaps expectations should be lowered now, since once Speck arrives I can only guess how often the updates will occur.
Speaking of that, once he does arrive, I will be switching to a different blog name to document both children, and therefore "Super Reina" will go into the archives (can't put updates about Speck on a blog called Reina, how unfair!). The new blog site will be
www.theweeknights.blogspot.com and there is already a link off to the right on this page, in case you forget. But hang in there for now, nothing's happening on that blog either.
Since my last post, we've been busy around here and in the process of making momentous decisions as well. To start with, it has been cold, or "supa-cold" as Reina says. With temperatures down in the single digits, we've been having lots of tea and comfort food. We went to the local Boat and Travel Show with some friends where Reina and Bill discovered they both like expensive watercraft. If anyone has an extra couple grand laying around, you can put that on the wish list for us.
Speck continues to give us some minor trouble. Previously, his growth was not enough for my OB's liking and so we've been monitoring his size via ultrasound. As of earlier this week, he has caught up in size (something Reina still hasn't done) but is apparently not cooperating in the positioning category. He is still in the breech position, which, although there is time for him to flip, we are rapidly running out of that commodity. We'll have to wait and see what this now average-sized guy is going to do. The clock is ticking rather loudly at this point. No word on his actual name as of yet. He may be Speck or Baby Boy forever.
I have finally gotten his room ready for his arrival, and Reina's reorganized as well. I am in full swing of my nesting phase and a good thing, too. After a few discussions with Bill's Uncle Chris, we may be in the market to sell ours and buy their house. Nothing is official as of right now, however we are very excited to potentially acquire this family heirloom that Bill's mom grew up in. The timing is less than ideal, what with the birth of Speck and of course the stellar housing market and economy in general. A friend told me today that Bill certainly likes a challenge! I'll say. The plus side is it is only a few miles away from where we are now.
So, this week, I've been painting baseboards and repairing nail holes. I also taught myself how to grout and have been cleaning and organizing closets like a madwoman. Trying to take advantage of the nesting instinct and to get a large chunk out of the way before this baby makes me slow things down again. We've discovered that we have way too much junk, however we already miss the numerous pictures I've taken down in order to make the house more marketable.
Reina is trucking along and surprises me every day. Like today when she woke up she didn't call for me like usual, but instead announced "I need a tissue!" through her door. She is also making increasing attempts to escape from shopping carts, something I'm trying to put a stop to. She loves to sing and dance to her kid music. Loves to play with those baby dolls. Loves to pretend to cook. Although she'll occasionally go before her bath, she's shown no true interest in the potty, and I'm ok with that. We can tackle that one over the summer once our big family and living situations have had time to settle back down to normal.
I can trust her alone for short periods of time in a different part of the house and up and down the stairs. She's becoming more and more a kid and less baby like. She may back slide a bit once she sees the attention a baby gets around here, but I'm happy to see her so eager to want to try and do new things and make her own choices. Over the past week or so she's been giving her opinion about clothing as well, refusing to wear something if she didn't choose it. Yesterday, the shoe of choice was a pair of blue plastic dress-up Cinderella heels. She clunked around the house in those for half the day! Today, there was no way she was going to wear jeans, no matter what. She is certainly trying to be her own person! I love her independence, especially since she still likes to cuddle.
Now, I just wish she wouldn't flirt with the idea of giving up her nap so often...today looks like another napless day...
Test drive at Toys R Us. No, she doesn't need a car yet. Remember I said we had too much junk? Especially $230 junk!
This is more like it, a super fancy $300,000 "boat" at the boat show. We just wouldn't be able to fill it up with gas.
After the boat show.
These photos have nothing to do with the topic, but they were ones I don't think I've put up before, from Halloween. Can't post without photos! Reina is practicing her sisterly skills with little friend Jonah.
"Nice baby Nonah" 
