Welcome

This is a blog about my two kids, Vivian and Tristan.  I've been blogging about both of them for a long time -- since before my first pregnancy -- but I've decided I need to split my posts up into separate blogs.  This blog will be about the kids themselves -- anecdotes, measurements, photos, and so on.  Some/most posts will probably be cross-posted into my original blog on Livejournal (along with a mishmash of other posts about non-kid subjects, such as my wanna-be career as a fiction writer).

Who we are:

Vivian is 4 1/2.  She's our "twice exceptional" kid with very asynchronus abilities.  On the one hand, she has gross motor delays and sensory processing problems.  On the other, she is ahead of her age in "academic" skills.  Strangers often can't quite figure her out.  The last year with Vivian has been a huge trial as she has experimented with not-listening, defiance, contrary attitude, and so on.  Then again, it's been a tough year for other reasons as our house went through some major changes. But right now, she's full of both sweetness and sass, with the sassy part of her getting the upper hand most days. 


Tristan is 9 months old as of last week.  His gestation and arrival--and the fact that he's still here and she's sooo over that sometimes--has been a rough journey for Vivian.  But that doesn't matter so much to Tristan, who thinks his big sister is completely awesome.  In the last month he's hit a bunch of milestones, including sitting himself up, crawling, growing his first 4 week (in 10 days flat), speaking ("Mama", which seems to actually mean "nurse"), and signing ("Eat" and "Drink".  And also "more", but in his world "more" seems to mean "nurse").

And there's me, Erin. I'm 34. I used to be gainfully employed, but I got laid off last summer at 6 months pregnant. My husband, who used to be the stay-at-home parent around here, got a great job and went back to work the very week the  baby was born. I honestly never thought I'd have the opportunity to stay home with my kids, so I'm grateful to be here, even if I was forced by circumstances. I'm not exactly a natural, but I'm doing my best.

Welcome.