Hula, Hula, Hula

I think we have a hula dancer on our hands.... at least for the time being. Nana bought her, Pace and Malia a "How to do the Hula" DVD and all she wants to do is do the hula. She walks around singing Pearly Shells and Haukilao Song and had a whole routine that she did in the shower. She would gather all her toys in her arms, sing the Haukilao Song, and run around the shower spray, then run through the shower spray, ending by throwing all the toys on the floor and dropping to the floor in a ball or in some other ending position. It was hilarious. She hasn't done it in several days.

I found some hula lessons in the area. We are going to go and watch them this Friday. She is a little young for the class but we are hoping they will let her in anyways. I know I sound like any other proud parent when I say this, but she really does have an incredible attention span for her age. She does!!!!

Who knew getting pregnant was going to be so hard this time around. We just had an early miscarriage (about 5 weeks in) and I have just started charting my temps again. We will see. I definitely don't want to go through the miscarriage thing again, so we are not trying this month. It is funny, after so many months of hoping that this is the month, it is really weird to NOT try this month, and to really hope that I don't get pregnant this month.

We are there....

Wow, we have hit a new era. The tantrums are starting. I am hopeful that we can ride it out none the worse for wear but I am not sure. Some days I start out okay, and then I can't break the momentum of the crying and WHINING and she ends up throwing herself around the room and crying like her heart is breaking. I know that she is trying to process all of her emotions, but I really wish I could help her deal with it more effectively. I also don't want to tell her to stop crying (because I hated it when my mom would say that to me... like I was doing it on purpose) but sometimes the words tumble out of my mouth and I just want to shove them back in. I usually try to talk for a few minutes but that is working less and less lately and then I just tell her to cry all she wants (especially when we are home) and I will be here when she is done. Sometimes I am effective, lately not so much. It is exhausting!!

On the other hand, Maya is so sweet most of the time. She is really coming into her own self and is a fun and tender spirit. Whenever I cry (which is often these days) she will say: "You sad Mama?" and wipe my tears away. She checks on me and loves on the dogs. The other day I was upstairs vacuuming and usually if I am not within eyesight of her, every few minutes I will turn off the vacuum and ask her if she is okay. The rule is that she must answer me or she has to be around me. So, all of a sudden, I hear her coming up the stairs yelling "Mama! Mama! You okay? You okay Mama?" Apparently I had gone longer than usual and she decided to check up on me. So great.