It blows my mind that Emberlynn is now four and a half and Cohen is nearly three. I'm sure most parents get hit with the realization over and over again just how fast their kids are getting bigger, especially when you think back to their infancy. I look at old pictures of my blue-eyed girl and sweet little man, which are wide-spread through the house, and am reminded constantly just how big they are getting and how fleeting moments are.
Emberlynn returned to preschool last week. She goes on Tuesdays and Thursdays for half a day, and even though we are planning for me to homeschool next year when she begins kindergarten, I am glad we made the decision for her to attend preschool. The biggest benefit for her has been developing much-needed social skills. A year ago, she would barely talk to anyone she didn't know, if at all, and now she is much more open to meeting new people and having actual conversations (well, as much that is expected from a four-year-old, anyway). I was very shy as a child and still am to a degree, so I feel like she gets a lot of that from me, but I am glad we were able to help her come out of her shell a bit.
We decided we wanted to potty-train Cohen over the summer since he turned two and a half. I was worried it would be more difficult than training Emberlynn only because I have heard from so many parents that potty-training boys is more difficult than potty-training girls. Personally, after having potty-trained one of each, I have to say that I don't think one is easier than another; rather, like most things in life, I think it just depends on the child. As a parent, I think at some point you realize that you have to go with whatever works for you and for your child, not everyone else's. In my case, my boy was easier to train than my girl. Potty-training just clicked for Cohen. He's been in underwear for several weeks now and hasn't looked back.
Cohen has also reached another milestone: graduating to a twin bed. Yes, he still slept in his crib. Our pediatrician said as long as he was younger than three (he is) and hadn't climbed out of it yet (he hadn't) that it was perfectly fine for him to stay in it until he or we were ready to move to a regular bed. Being the worrier I am, I was afraid the transition would be difficult. I knew Cohen would be excited about having his "big boy bed," but sleeping in it was a completely different story. On the first day, we put him in it for his nap, and he did great. I was still worried how night time would go, but he went right down. He hasn't missed his crib yet.
Cohen meeting these two major milestones in his little life has been bittersweet for me. I realize he's getting older, but I feel like he's still my little baby who should still be in diapers and sleeping in a crib. I am very proud of him for being such a big boy, but my heart aches slightly for those baby days when he depended on me entirely.
As for my Emmylou, she is a wonderful big sister and loves to help me around the house and with her little brother. Both my kids are such amazing gifts, and I couldn't ask for more loving, sweet, helpful, awesome children.
Emberlynn returned to preschool last week. She goes on Tuesdays and Thursdays for half a day, and even though we are planning for me to homeschool next year when she begins kindergarten, I am glad we made the decision for her to attend preschool. The biggest benefit for her has been developing much-needed social skills. A year ago, she would barely talk to anyone she didn't know, if at all, and now she is much more open to meeting new people and having actual conversations (well, as much that is expected from a four-year-old, anyway). I was very shy as a child and still am to a degree, so I feel like she gets a lot of that from me, but I am glad we were able to help her come out of her shell a bit.
We decided we wanted to potty-train Cohen over the summer since he turned two and a half. I was worried it would be more difficult than training Emberlynn only because I have heard from so many parents that potty-training boys is more difficult than potty-training girls. Personally, after having potty-trained one of each, I have to say that I don't think one is easier than another; rather, like most things in life, I think it just depends on the child. As a parent, I think at some point you realize that you have to go with whatever works for you and for your child, not everyone else's. In my case, my boy was easier to train than my girl. Potty-training just clicked for Cohen. He's been in underwear for several weeks now and hasn't looked back.
Cohen has also reached another milestone: graduating to a twin bed. Yes, he still slept in his crib. Our pediatrician said as long as he was younger than three (he is) and hadn't climbed out of it yet (he hadn't) that it was perfectly fine for him to stay in it until he or we were ready to move to a regular bed. Being the worrier I am, I was afraid the transition would be difficult. I knew Cohen would be excited about having his "big boy bed," but sleeping in it was a completely different story. On the first day, we put him in it for his nap, and he did great. I was still worried how night time would go, but he went right down. He hasn't missed his crib yet.
Cohen meeting these two major milestones in his little life has been bittersweet for me. I realize he's getting older, but I feel like he's still my little baby who should still be in diapers and sleeping in a crib. I am very proud of him for being such a big boy, but my heart aches slightly for those baby days when he depended on me entirely.
As for my Emmylou, she is a wonderful big sister and loves to help me around the house and with her little brother. Both my kids are such amazing gifts, and I couldn't ask for more loving, sweet, helpful, awesome children.
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