Thursday, March 20, 2014

To Reading!

To Reading!

Here is a list of books that I got from THE INTERNET, it told me these were the books best read aloud to children and the best books for children to have on their bookshelves. Currently there are no books on Allison’s bookshelf; all of the books are on the floor. Every day I stack the books back on the shelves, not in any sort of order and most of the time just in an untidy stack and every day she saunters on over to the book shelf and pulls every last one on the floor. She also “reads” the books so I am not too upset about picking them up every night. She pulls out a choice book looks at it talks in a sing-song voice that I am sure sounds just like me when I am reading aloud and the looks at me with raised eyebrows. She is waiting for me to give the appropriate response, which is an enthusiastic, “Really? That sounds like a good story.” Then she flips to a page and starts the sing-song narrative over again each time pausing for me to make a comment. I hope this continues as she truly learns how to read.

I have to admit as much as I love reading now; I devour books with frenzy. Terry gave me a Sony EReader for my birthday a few years ago and I used it so much that I ended up breaking it. I don’t break electronic equipment, it might get obsolete or the battery may give out but it doesn't die from usage except this thing did. OMG! Terry then got me a NOOK which I am currently putting miles on. But as a child I was not a prolific reader. I remember before I could read my hunger and desire to understand what all of those letters meant, there are literally thousands of signs everywhere all around with words plastered all over them. I was DYING to unlock the secret of those signs. I have a Cabbage Patch Kids Scrapbook from when I was a little girl, before I could read. This scrapbook has stories in it with pictures; I drew pictures and used stickers to tell the stories that were in my head. As I learned to read the world seemed to open up and I was thrilled to get at all the wonderful words that went with all of the story books I had, all the strange pictures that I could not quite comprehend were beginning to be explained. The Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes book for example had the story of Persephone, the picture of the beautiful girl getting dragged to Hades had always fascinated me but I just could not make up the story in my head to my own satisfaction and now I would be able to understand it all. Just as this was all unfolding for me we moved from Oregon to California, in the middle of first grade. In Mrs. King’s first grade class in Oregon I was at the same place as all of the other students we were learning our sight vocabulary and going along swimmingly. In Mrs. Waslowskis’s (I am guessing. It was long, European and started with a W, I had a really hard time remembering it.) in California I was behind the other students. Most of the children already knew how to read and with phonics, I did not understand phonics and I was really falling behind with everything in school. I would day dream and then my classmates would accuse me of cheating. “She’s copying from my paper!!” Well, I wasn't the teacher and the teacher’s aides could see that I wasn't cheating; I had nothing but my name on the paper most of the time. After that I felt dumb and I just fell behind in reading for fun. I was trying to read to get through 1st grade. Reading became something UN-FUN. Looking back I feel a little bit sorry for that little girl that had her wonder stolen from her by some bratty kids and an overwhelmed teacher. Eventually my parents worked with me every night, before going to bed I would read a few pages of Little House on the Prairie, eventually I was able to get through the entire series of books. The box set that was given to me for my birthday, I finally finished it all. I felt so accomplished. As I got more and more confident in my school work and my ability to read I slowly came back to a place where I wanted to read and then I just couldn't stop.

So while I am just now finally showing you the list I hope you understand the pure joy I feel watching my daughter enjoy her very own library. I will watch to make sure that she keeps up the fascination. I will do my best to help her if she falters and I will read in front of her, I will read to her and I will get lost in the book store with her as much as I possibly can.

List of Children’s Books That Should be on Theirs Bookshelves
1.       Where the Wild Things Are
2.       D’Aularires’ Book of GreekMyths
3.       The Paper Bag Princess
4.       Corduroy
5.       Harold and the Purple Crayon
6.       Why Mosquitoes Buzz in People’s Ears
7.       The Very Hungry Caterpillar
8.       Good Night Moon
9.       The Giving Tree
10.   Alexander and the Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
11.   The Snowy Day
12.   Caps for Sale
13.   Madeline
14.   The Story of Ferdinand
15.   Strega Nona
16.   Mufaro’s Beautiful Daughters
17.   The Cat in the Hat
18.   The Tale of Peter Rabbit
19.   Make Way for Ducklings
20.   Stone Soup
21.   The Rough Face Girl
22.   The Happy Hockey Family
23.   The Original Velveteen Rabbit
24.   The Stinky Cheeseman and Other Fairly Stupid Tales
25.   Frog and Toad Are Friends
26.   Clifford the Big Red Dog
27.   The Story of Babar
28.   Lon Po Po
29.   This is Not My Hat
30.   The Invention of Hugo Cabret
31.   The Wind in the Willows
32.   The Little Prince
33.   The Hundred Dresses
34.   Mike Mulligan and his Steam Shovel
35.   The Wizard of Oz
36.   Winnie the Pooh
37.   Little Bear
38.   Sylvester and the Magic Pebble
39.   The Big Orange Splot
40.   The Girl Who Loved Wild Horses
41.   My Father’s Dragon
42.   The Sweetest Fig
43.   Charlotte's Web
44.   The BFG
45.   Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing
46.   I Capture the Castle
47.   Oh, The Places You’ll Go


Enjoy your week and read a good book!

Thursday, March 13, 2014

10 Day Countdown

10 Day Countdown

I can feel the baby moving. No I am not imagining it or mistaking gas for a swimming baby. I know this because I had a doctor’s appointment last week and as the ultrasound was being performed the doctor pointed out that the baby was moving and at the same time I felt the little fluttering bump, that bump that can totally be mistaken for gas but as the monitor was clearly showing was an active baby. It was a great gift to know that the sensation I had been feeling all week was a baby and not my imagination. Now when I feel it I pat my stomach or say, “HI” out loud just in case he can hear me. That’s right I now know that I am having a baby boy. Since having Allison a few years have passed, I have aged and technology has advanced. I will be 36 in just 10 short little days and that is the magic number for pregnant women. Once you pass that age numbers and stats change dramatically for complications. So today I am fine and have an even chance of something going wrong but in 10 days life spirals out of control and things look bleak, just because I will be 36 years old. I am already a high risk pregnancy because the gestational diabetes has returned, this was to be expected, and I had it last time. Now with the added advantage of being “over the hill” I have a double risk whammy! So because of my age the usual genetics tests, usually a simple blood test, are accompanied with a counseling session with a genetics counselor. She was very knowledgeable and explains the difference between a genetic screening and a genetic diagnosis, and then she went over my family history. This entire session was, to be honest, fairly intimidating. I thought I was going in for a blood test and then was told that I should not have taken Sudafed when I was sick because it can cause physical deformities specifically around the abdomen section and sometimes paralysis of the face. HOLY CRAP! Sudafed was on the list! I showed it to her. She politely stated that it had been taken off just that month and that the baby was probably just fine. Although she told me that after going through the list of possible effects my “drug use” could have had on the baby. Past tense because I had already taken it and stopping doesn't change the outcome if there was to be an abnormality. Good grief. So back to the genetic screenings, there is a new blood test. It basically pulls out genetic material, differentiates between my own and the baby's and then does a chromosome count. This is very effective for screening out Down Syndrome, Trisomy 18 and 13. Those last two are doozies and are fatal. The other added benefit is the XY or XX chromosome. They can see what the sex will be.  So instead of waiting for week 18 or so I get to know at three months. I don’t even look pregnant and I get to know that I will be having a baby boy. And from the results of the screening test I will be having a healthy baby boy. Terry and I discussed names and rather quickly decided on one, William Joseph Kyo Miller. I am so happy and excited to meet my son. Holy smokes a son and a daughter, I am pretty lucky. My life is pretty much following along with the plan I wanted.

Have fun this week and enjoy everything that is coming your way, even if it is hard. I may sound like everything is “peaches and cream” all of the time but really there are plenty of things and people (many annoying people!) that have been getting on my last nerve but really who wants to hear someone whine about that? I want to know all the good stuff that is coming your way and I want to share all the good stuff that comes mine.


Talk to you soon!