We Went Out in Journal

Yesterday for the first time just me and the kids. It went really well.
Idk why but I’m continuously shocked at how well mannered and willing to please our son is. The terrible 2s is more like the terrific 2s. For real. I’m so proud of him. He’s almost 3 now but he looks like a 4 year old (and is in 5yo clothes lol) bc he’s just big.
My brother and I were big babies, but I was a smallish average child until halfway through hs when I got my height. Even then, I’m 5‘8”, which isn’t massively tall or anything, but I was the second tallest in my graduating class. So, top 2% more or less.
Lexi is above the 99th percentile in everything o.0 maybe it’s a bit shallow but I worry that she’s going to be a big girl. My swedish heritage has a lot of tall women- and men. But I think it’s just more beneficial for men than women. Still. My swedish gma is almost 6ft and my Russian gma wasn’t even 5ft lol. And they both had big babies. So maybe it means nothing.
There are some benefits to being tall too, like I was an excellent dancer and equestrian partly due to my height. And, as a tall woman I feel that I am noticed a lot more.

Maybe tmi but after yesterday I started bleeding again. Too much, too soon. I did do a lot of walking. We had an appointment at the Dr and then went grocery shopping. I should have ordered groceries for pick up. But, it was so nice to get W our son out of the house and walk around the store at least. I wish now more than ever that we had a fenced yard. I feel so bad for him being in the house all day while I heal enough to get back outside. But he’s been just amazing. And a joy to be with.

I had a thought just as we arrived for our appointment - it was a hearing test at a medical ear specialist place since we had a home birth and hadn’t done the hearing test yet. I thought - I wonder if they’re going to make us wear masks? I would not have even considered it, just walked out on the appointment if they refused to see us wo masks, but it’s just the thought that my life- what I consider to be sane and judiciously healthy would be scoffed at and (often is) looked down upon by the so called medical experts. The clown world of politicizing every aspect of health has for the most part not touched my personal life. When it has, it’s just so bizarre and brazenly outrageous that it really seems satirical. And while no one has forced me to comply with their ridiculous demands, it does impress me the level of compliance that has crushed so many. I did walk out of a hospital one time, and told my Dr I wouldn’t wear a mask- they just had me wait in the exam room that time. But for the most part, it’s been life per the usual. I feel almost quizzical as I think about the problem of complying with idiotic rules. Not just maybe idiotic, but so obviously false and harmful that an 18mo baby recognizes it’s falsity.
This isn’t me trying to be the pompous know it all or whatever. I genuinely don’t get it. Maybe I’m not trying hard enough to empathize or sympathize. But, I’m not even sure that I want to.