1. December was a long, long month. We arrived in NZ on the 2nd (and surprisingly, the flight was okay/not that much worse than a regular 32 hour journey). Then we spent 2 weeks dealing with a really nasty gastro bug and also, an ear infection (she had been signing pain and pointing at her ears, but we thought she was just telling us about how they had hurt on the flight – in retrospect her ear was probably infected then). And teething. Molars. All whilst acclimating to an 18 hour time difference. J developed a fear of the bathroom after her horror-movie-like pooping and vomiting. Then there was a lot of family drama about Christmas – D’s grandmother tried to organize a Christmas celebration when my in-laws were still working, and things got ugly, and it was sort of left up to D and me to sort things out. D and I bickered, J didn’t sleep (and still isn’t sleeping for shit, I think it’s maybe an early 18 month sleep regression). Then I pinched a nerve in my neck, which is only now fixing itself, and I could barely lift J for a couple of weeks. When we arrived at out cottage on Christmas day, we discovered that the flood in the bathroom had not been repaired (it was supposed to be finished the week before) and there was exposed asbestos. So really, December kind of sucked, overall.
2. There were, however, some really great parts. J loved D’s parent’s farm. She’s really into animals. She loved being outside and was constantly bringing us out hats and shoes so that we’d take her out. We picked grapefruit, oranges, mandarins, and lemons from trees that D’s great grandmother planted, and visited the neighbour’s horse. We spent time at the beach, in a sheltered basin that was perfect for splashing and chasing crabs.
3. J is learning and growing so quickly. She uses over a hundred words and learns new ones literally every day. More and more, she uses two word sentences, often commands – “cat up”, “off sock”, “apple more”. She also says “all done” after she’s used the potty, and when passing us clothes pegs has started saying “another one” – those are some of my favourite sentences. When we went to the aquarium, she said “shark”, “turtle”, “penguin”, and tried to say “sting ray”, and she’s really into saying new people’s names. Her attention span is still uncanny, which makes her a pretty easy toddler – though she still has her moments, mostly if we discontinue her raisin supply or some such cruelty. Several people have told us that she seems much older than she is, which I think is probably true, but also people seem to expect her to act younger than her age because she’s short. She’s 29.5 inches, and weighs around 21 lbs and a bit (haven’t weighed her in a few weeks, but I don’t think she’s much heavier).
4. Potty learning took a step back for a couple weeks due to the aforementioned bathroom phobia, but once we were up here at the cottage she was back to mostly using the potty. In fact, she seems to have decided to only use it at night, too, which is really kind of a pain but I guess it’s our fault. She wakes at 11pm and 5-6am, and either tells us she needs to go or cries until we take her. So right now she’s been dry for 48 hours. I wouldn’t exactly say she’s done with toilet learning, as we have a big role in getting her dressed and undressed and taking her to the bathroom every hour/hour and a half, but we are in no rush. She’s only 16 months.
5. Tomorrow and the next day, we are meeting up with our friend/donor and his family (partner, each of their respective daughters, and his parents and their partners). His mother listed J as her granddaughter on her Facebook profile, and said she was the “daughter of her son, __.” I have complicated feelings about this, but I didn’t want to admit I was Facebook stalking her so it hasn’t been talked about with KD. I have no idea how this is going to go tomorrow, but hopefully well?
6. Somewhat miraculously, it seems that D will likely ovulate later this week. Guess what that means? We’re going to try to get her pregnant. Her cycle has been a bit irregular, so it may be too early (maybe 2 days before ovulation, or maybe as many as 5). But we’re going to try, and I’m excited and nervous and we don’t even have a plan as to when we’re going to do this or where.
7. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to announce that we were going to try to conceive because of being a somewhat superstitious and private animal, but it felt selfish not to, when I so much enjoy reading other people’s stories of trying to conceive.
8. Also, we’re ridiculously lucky that J was a one hit wonder, and I doubt we’ll be that lucky twice (though of course, I am hoping so hard that we are.) I may die/lose my mind during the two week wait, and if it doesn’t work I am probably going to have Feelings that I want to write about, so I thought I’d give y’all a heads up.
9. We have 10 more days here in NZ, then we are going back to Canada. Why are we going back to Canada in mid-January when we don’t have to? Who does that? D works from home for two and a half more months.
10. That said, I miss home. And my cat. And organic produce (even if it isn’t local because we live on an iceberg). And snow. (But only a little.)