Ask me to talk about Connor – no problem! Ask me to talk about myself – ah…um…uh… Why don’t I start with Connor, then I’ll see if I can come up with anything noteworthy about me.

Connor was born January 5th, 2004 which makes him three years old at present. He is the best thing that as ever happened to me! Not a single day goes by that I don’t feel this way. Sure, he’s three and that can be a challenge, but he’s so damn cute, and I love him more than words can say! One little grin from him and my day is immediately brighter. Three is fun. We’ve had a few minor hurdles getting to this fun part. Connor was pretty slow when it came to talking and it was very frustrating for him to try to express himself. Since this past Christmas (2006) though, his language has come on strong. I remember wishing so hard for him to be able to talk. Now my mom laughs at me because there are times when I wish he wouldn’t talk so much! He likes to talk at bedtime and I really believe that he talks about anything and everything just to stay awake. He loves to talk in the car. Alternating Friday and Sunday nights I pick him up in Arthur after he’s been to his dad’s and he jabbers non-stop all the way home. When he’s away the house is far too quiet and far too empty. For such a small person he sure can fill a space. I guess that’s what people with big personalities do.

He’s been in speech therapy since September 2006 and I think it has helped tremendously. He’s cycled out right now, but will be back into it again shortly. I think the girl that works with him will be very pleasantly surprised at the progress he’s made since she last saw him.

So speech was one issue, the other was the separation between Connor’s dad and I. No need to go into details. Let me just say that it’s definitely for the best. How’s that for diplomacy!? It was just another curve in the road for Connor. It’s very confusing and hard for a little boy to understand why mommy and daddy aren’t together. Throw in the fact that he goes to one daycare Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday when he’s with me, and a different daycare on Thursday and Friday when he’s with his dad, and my best boy has had a lot of adjustments to make. Despite the curves, confusion and frustration, Connor is a very happy little guy.

Ahhh, look – not enough space to write anything about me! Okay, just a short one. I am ……. see I’m stuck already. I’ll try again. My life revolves around my son. When he’s with me, we’re doing things together. When he’s not with me, I’m thinking about him constantly. Pathetic? Nope! That’s just the way it is. Occasionally, I will slip in a few thoughts about gardening and landscaping, house design, interior design, and why am I living in a climate that is too cold for most of the year when I know, I truly know in my heart, that I was meant to live in a zone 11!

In unrelated news, if anyone is interested, I do have another blog called 2GreenThumbsUp. It covers a bit of gardening, a hint of backyard adventure and a sampling of other outdoor living activities. Find it at www.2greenthumbsup.com.