Flying Mommy

As I have decided to spend the weekend in England in a wedding of a good friend, I has spent the weekend separated from Jonathan. Although my husband and I did once spend a weekend in a hotel and left Jonathan at my parents, I have never been so far away from him for so long, three days and nights!

A mother has always to worry about her children's welfare and to feel guilty about not giving them enough, regardless of reality.
As my planned trip to England grew nearer, I began to feel more and more guilty about leaving Jonathan behind for three days and nights! Regardless of my husbands ability to care for the boy, I felt guilty of abandoning him. It went into my deepest unconsciousness. I dreamt that the plane will crash and I” will die and never come back to my con again! I am glad to say that both I and my relationship with my son have survived the trip!

On the day of the flight, on the plane itself, I cried as we took off! And yet, absence makes the heart fonder but also forgetful, by the time I arrived at the hotel in the UK 12 hours, a flight, a bus and a train later I was as happy as can be to have finally arrived at my destination. I naturally called home to allow Jonathan to hear my voice on the phone (he converses so well, jabbering into the receiver, its just so sweet...) but I no longer felt so bad about taking a weekend off!

When ever I called, y husband would put me on loudspeaker and call to Jonathan to come to talk to mommy, but somehow his DVD playing was more important...

During the weekend itself I was keen to lay and adopt any toddler who came my way. I made great friends with little Hanna at the wedding ceremony, courted the sweet Angie all day (lunch and evening party) until she obliged to toss a ball with me at 23:00, and held the 4 week old Inness in my arms so his mommy could go and dance a bit. The next morning I spent courting cute red haired Felix, who is almost as old as my Jonathan and I flew him in my arms. By now the bride and groom and all other guests had gotten used to me being found with a toddler in my arms!
It turned out I was known by reputation o all the guests, the minute I mentioned that I was from Israel, everyone would react the same way...”ahhhh – we were told about you” (the bride, a good friend was obviously very enthusiastic about my coming all this way...). It turns out I traveled some 2000 miles to get to the wedding and was the person who had traveled the most distance, but two who has come from the USA and one who came from Indonesia. Third place! Not too bad...

After three nights apart I returned at 5 o'clock in the morning and almost at once Jonathan woke up – sensing something was different. I came to his room to offer a night bottle, as always, but I think seeing me caused too much excitement and he could not fall asleep again and wanted that I come to his room. Although he was too tired and sleepy to shoe happiness he could not sleep again. Then I finally dressed him for kindergarten and he cried so much all the way there, It was as if he understood that I would now again be gone for a long period, and he feared I would once again disappear...(or maybe he did not recognize who the woman driving to kindergarten is?? I prefer the first explanation and I think Jonathan is old enough to remember me even if I have been gone for three days).

I made special point of sitting a whole hour in the kindergarten with him in the morning and of picking him up myself from kindergarten on this first day back. I wanted him to be reassured that mommy is back, and that she is back to stay.

By the next day it seems he has stabilized back into our routine as far as waking hours are concerned and going to kindergarten. The trip is forgotten and my son is as happy as ever to see mommy when she comes home from work! All is well again.

Adventure House!

The world is such an interesting place for a child! Renovating a kitchen exposed our little Jonathan to the wonderful world of the CARTON! There is nothing like it! Stickers and crayons are also a wonderful invention, as is a simple plastic spoon! One can shovel food into one's mouth with it! Wow! So many discoveries...and mommy is always there to smile, encourage and to clean up...

A carton is priceless! Even though we only had a small one, Jonathan was able to sit in it and try to close it on top of himself for hours! When we saw his enjoyment, we kept a larger one that had contained a large kitchen utensil, but he just tipped it over and it turned out that the smaller carton was better. Not only did Jonathan enjoy it more, it took much less place and was located in our recently renovated kitchen for about a week, until Jonathan lost interest and mommy was able to throw it out (recycling of course...)

Drawing is also relatively new, but after Jonathan took to eating his color pens and drawing on himself, his father decided to put the pens away. After Jonathan started drawing on the galls doors at home (strangely only on the glass doors, not on other doors and not on the walls) and on his play table, mommy agreed with daddy and the pens are packed high up, and given only when someone is there to watch Jonathan. Such precautions were not taken in grandma's house, and Jonathan naturally took his chance to create his first gratify – and so my parents' staircase walls became victim to Jonathan and a black pen!
At home Jonathan's creative streak is satisfied with stickers! He sticks then everywhere (his table, the floor, doors and walls) but they are easily removed and so he has his fun and his freedom and we get to keep the house free of scribbles! The most fun is to stick the stickers on himself or on mommy! He especially loves to laugh at a sticker on m y nose!

A spoon! How wonderful! Jonathan is getting more and more advanced in his spoon management. He first just smeared his food, even if the container was a small one. Now he can enjoy a yogurt with mommy shoveling the white substance up with the spoon from the depth of the normal sized yogurt glass. Yogurt is especially good for his spooning exercises, because it is not entirely liquid, so even if his angle is not perfect, he does not loose the entire content of the spoon in a waterfall! A fork is also a nice thing, Jonathan eats his scrambles egg with a fork like a big boy. But despite his enjoyment of using cutlery and the compliments mommy effuses on him following this display it still seems that there is nothing like playing with your food for a real fun meal! Jonathan loved to feel things – sand, water and food all get splashed around at any opportunity – at least when he is taking a bath, the cleaning up is reduced to a minimum of only splashed water...