Well it is the wee hours of the morning as I sit here typing this. My little one was up at 3:30 to feed and quickly joined the world of slumber. I on the other hand have been tossing and turning since then. I can hear hubby’s rhythmic breathing and know that he’s entered this world as well. Why oh why does it seem so easy for them to do this? Why does a mother’s brain never get to turn off? Or is it an ironic twist that the 3 hours of sleep I got should be enough? I know that I’m not alone when it comes to this.
So I’ll get up, make a frappe, fold the load of laundry that went into the dryer before I got into bed and start the day. I guarantee I’ll be more productive before 9:00am then you will be all day 😉
Have a good week!!
I can’t believe our baby girl is 5 months old. Seriously where did the last 150 or so days go. It truly amazes me everyday when I wake up to her cries or her squeals depending on what mood we wake up in. Yesterday we woke up happy and singing so when I walked into missy’s room she had the biggest smile on her face. Honestly it melts my heart. What more can one person ask for but the unconditional love of another and what is more unconditional than the love of a child?
We’ve had a busy week. Miss K started two of her fall classes. I know if you’re Greek you’re sitting there saying she’s sending her kid to school now? She should have started a couple of months ago! We are adding onto our nursery rhyme collection…if you remember I’m better with the Greek ones than the English ones. One class is primarily rhymes and reading so we should be able to add to our repertoire! We’re also excited to have our paternal γιαγιά and παππού back from Greece. Of course they spoiled the little one. We’re beyond loving our new Ζουζουνακιά collection (see picture below).
It is important to me and hubby that our little Miss is able to grow up embracing her Greekness. Growing up in the διασπορά it is hard to be able to continue those customs and traditions that were instilled in us by our parents. When I was 21 I spent 3 months in Greece after finishing my degree. I primarily spent the time in Athens but I did spend a week or so in my dad’s village. My dad’s village finally got asphalt roads that year if it gives you a visual of what it was like. My aunt and uncle from the US (God rest their souls) were in Greece that summer. I was walking with one cousin from the aunt and uncle’s house to our house. We could see sitting about 4 houses down two little old ladies, widows, as they were dressed all in black. As we were walking closer I heard one say to the other, “έρχεται η αμερικανα”…”oh here comes the American.” I of course with a big smile on my face respond in my perfectly accented Greek, looking behind me, “που, που είναι η αμερικανικα;…Where oh where is the American?” The women were in shock, literally jaws dropped. They continued to say, “παιδί μου μιλάτε ελληνικά;…My child you speak Greek?” I replied, “φυσικά μιλάω ελληνικά, εχω αποφοιτήσει από το Ελληνικό Σχολείο, kai σπούδασα ελληνική μελέτες στο πανεπιστήμιο….Of course I speak Greek I finished 8 years of Greek School and minored in Modern Greek Studies in university.” Well needless to say the ladies were shocked. They could not believe that an “Amerikanaki” like me could speak Greek with no detection of a foreign accent or anything.
One thing my father said many years ago and has stuck with me is he didn’t learn how to speak English so his kids could learn to speak Greek. Now at the time growing up I didn’t understand what that meant. Seriously you moved to a foreign land why wouldn’t you give it your all to learn everything you could. Now don’t get me wrong he had a successful business and is able to hold his own but now that I have a daughter I understand a bit better what that meant. If we don’t keep the language alive in our homes then it will be lost forever. I try to speak Greek to Miss K all the time. Why you might ask? Because I know that the older she gets the more prevalent the English language will be in her life. Now is my chance to instill in her some of those traditions that were passed on to me, so when she goes to Greece 20 years from now on her own for 3 months the next generation of little old Greek ladies can be as shocked at how my Greek-Canadian/American daughter can speak better Greek than the locals!
My darling daughter I’m doing the best I can.
Forgive me for shrieking in your ear when you grab a handful of mommy’s hair that had been worn in a ponytail or bun and hasn’t been down since you were born. How you seem to find the tiniest of hairs I’ll never know.
Forgive me for inconveniencing you when I tried to wear you during the day so that I could get a few things done around the house. The screams and tears for 45 seconds were enough to figure out that wasn’t going to work.
Forgive me when you are cranky after napping a total of 40 minutes all day even when I took you out for a car ride and carriage ride. Since it was raining we frequented Target, Marshall’s and Winners. I swear my face is now on their ‘beware of’ list as we do the same route every rainy day. If a loss prevention officer stops us I’ll explain how you liked to be rolled to sleep.
Forgive me if I’m not as excited tonight when after your diaper has been changed, you’ve eaten and were bathed, you still would not go to sleep. You see I have been running a fever all day long and the doctor says I have bronchitis. Don’t worry I’ll still love you to the moon and back.
Forgive me my darling daughter I’m doing the best I can….
Well with the long weekend behind us the end of summer is here. Many of my friends’ kids have already started school and many start today. With summer unofficially behind us, what was your favorite memory? What is your snapshot of the summer of 2014? As a new mom I can’t pick just one, were you able to with your little one? It just amazes me to see life through her eyes.
Okay what is your take on acquaintances and your kids? I’ve had a few people who have asked to hold the little one and I’m okay with that. I’m not okay when you decide to kiss her face or hands. We’re at the age that everything goes into the mouth. So your germs have now been ingested, thank you very much. Perhaps I’m over reacting but I’ve spent the whole weekend with a sick household and I can’t help to think others germs had something to do with it. Here’s hoping that next week is a better one.
This week’s nursery rhyme for the Greek folk and Zouzounia fans can be found here. It is Ax Kounelaki
The loose translation that really is lost when in English goes:
Ahh bunny, bunny
A spanking you will receive
In a strangers garden
Holes why do you dig
Do not wrinkle your nose up at me
Do not wiggle your ears at me
Do not close your eyes towards me
You are a drawing