Happy Passover. Saturday we fed the ducks at Descanso Gardens with friends. It was fun, but Nathan missed his nap and we all felt the consequences. Then, we had a practice seder Saturday night so Nathan could practice singing the Ma Nishtanah. Monday night was my parents' seder and Tuesday night was seder at the Chernow's place. Nathan did great both times and sang the four questions in Hebrew (with some minimal prompting from me.) I was very proud. As usual, we're subsisting on matzah at home and Nathan is not happy about it. He is used to his usual breakfast routine and complains loudly when he can't have his normal cereal bar. However, he still gets to eat all the regular snacks at school so he's not really suffering.
Today I woke up with a fever and a very painful right breast. Turns out I have mastitis. Hopefully the antibiotics and lots of nursing will make it all better soon.
Saturday I had the house to myself. Gary dropped off the boys at his parents house and they didn't come back until dinner time. I enjoyed the time, but it was weird and towards the evening I got lonely and antsy.
Passover is less than a week away. I've been trying to teach Nathan the Four Questions in Hebrew - it is traditionally sung by the youngest capable child at the seder. He seems to be learning it, but whether he'll have the nerve to sing it alone in front of guests at the seder is far from assured. Amongst other various Passover tidbits, Nathan has learned that the boy Ramses grew up to become Pharaoh, that if you find the Afikomen you get a prize, and the God is invisible.
Oh, another milestone toddler teaching moment happened a few days ago. I got to explain what being a "vegetarian" meant. I got several farm animal books to illustrate the point. Theoretically, Gary was supposed to indoctrinate Nathan, but since Gary wasn't around, the responsibility fell to me.
For the record, I don't think Benjamin looks like Nathan. Here they both are at the same age in the same outfit.

Benjamin continues to be a super-baby. He usually sleeps 11-12 hours straight at night and only really cries when I'm taking him out of the bath.
As my maternity leave draws to a close, and I become impatient with my post-pregnancy body, I've been feeling down lately. I still don't fit in most of my work clothes, but do not want to buy new ones. Also, because of my cold for the last two week, I am only now starting to put in some decent work outs.
Another downer is that I've thrown quite a bit of money at house repairs this week - first the garage and then the dishwasher.
At least the weather has been lovely.
Last week I was hit by a nasty cold. I didn't have the energy to workout and I just felt drained. I also caused a mini-disaster by closing the garage door on Gary's car. This lead to much frustration and many hours and dollars lost.
The weekend went by fast. My brother was in town and we spent some time with him and his girlfriend. We also visited an exotic animal rescue center and got some formal family portraits taken.
Yesterday the whole family went to the dentist. We've been very happy with Dr. Brown and his office is only a 10 minute walk from our house. Nathan did so well, Dr. Brown did a complete cleaning and polishing for all his teeth.
Finally, as my maternity leave is winding down, I'm starting to get anxious about putting Benjamin in daycare. I'm not worried about the school; they're fine. And I'm not worried about going back to work; I like my job. I mostly anxious about not being within earshot of him. I've been in the same building, and almost always the same room, as Benjamin his whole life. I'll miss him so much once he starts daycare.