So it is 7:50 I have now been up walked with the kids to school, fixed the girls breakfast and am sitting down with a cup of coffee before I head off to the gym and the grocery store and here are the little rabbits running around in my head, just thought I would share them.
Remember how we kept blowing a fuse? Well it hasn't tripped again in...well I don't know how long but a while. Yesterday with his sweaty wet socks on he went to open the sliding glass door in the living room. ZAP! So I don't know why we have electricity surging through the door but I am sure that is why the breaker was tripping but now I wonder why it isn't.
I have just chased my antacid with some coffee, the only way I can drink it without getting a hugely upset stomach. I am sure this is not the most healthy thing in the world to do, but it works. That with a few other things makes me think a trip to the doctor would be prudent, but they are not going to tell me anything I haven't heard before and well after I loose a hundred pounds, thank God not literally (at least any more) they will tell me all of my problems stem from loosing a hundred pounds so then I side with what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Right??
David is cranky with me this morning, lets face it though he was yesterday too, so he will either tell me what is up his butt, or get some sleep and all will be well again. Any wagers one what he will say when he reads that thought? Well that is assuming that he reads it in the first place.
Stupid Facebook games 20 questions. You can only see how people answered questions by asking them. Finally curiosity got the cat. well "facebook user" obviously someone who isn't my friend any more says I am ignorant. Jerk! On the other hand if that is the impression that I leave at least I don't have much to live up to! For all of you who come seeking advice you might want to keep in mind that I am ignorant. :)
Oh well, my coffee as gone so the gym is calling.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Life is a painting not a digital print.
Do you ever stop to wonder how life could have been? I wonder about that lots. David and I were talking about this the other day. If there were just a few things that were different right now...obviously had we made different choices we would be and have something different. At what cost though? Every moment every decision has lead us to who we are today. What dreams do you trade in for reality? What reality would you trade in for your dreams? What was my conclusion? Once again I couldn't imagine trading my life right now for the life that could have been. Everything is not how I dreamed it would be but life really is more like a painting in progress then a digital print.
So where are we in life today?
Keegan's preliminary dyslexia testing shows he has a fluency problem but that there is not a comprehension problem and although his reading score falls below average well below average it is not far enough that he qualifies for the schools dyslexia program. It has been my experience with our school district that they would rather have a knee jerk reaction then be proactive about anything as long as he is able to slip through they will do nothing. I really didn't expect a different answer but for once it would be nice not to have to sort this all out on my own.
Aiden continues to have good days and bad days. He is down to getting in trouble at school weekly instead of daily, so things are moving in the right direction there. He is still pretty impulsive but we are working on it.
Lilli is doing really well. We are working on endurance with her now. She can do just about anything now that anyone else can just not for as long.
E...well I guess time will tell. Our Occupational and Speech therapists is very optimistic. I am glad for that because quite frankly after 6 months I am not. Last night we went to the gym and when we drooped the kids of in the childrens area there was a little girl obviously younger then E crying and very clearly saying she wanted her mommy. David and I were astounded. Yes this little girl showed what is surly typical speech development but the night and day difference between her and E. YIKES! E is so far behind. Since we have started signing with her functional communication is becoming much easier but I think the road ahead is still long and bumpy. I need and ASL immersion course. Well really who are we kidding the whole family needs one.
Time to run again. The boys will want me to pick them up from school.
So where are we in life today?
Keegan's preliminary dyslexia testing shows he has a fluency problem but that there is not a comprehension problem and although his reading score falls below average well below average it is not far enough that he qualifies for the schools dyslexia program. It has been my experience with our school district that they would rather have a knee jerk reaction then be proactive about anything as long as he is able to slip through they will do nothing. I really didn't expect a different answer but for once it would be nice not to have to sort this all out on my own.
Aiden continues to have good days and bad days. He is down to getting in trouble at school weekly instead of daily, so things are moving in the right direction there. He is still pretty impulsive but we are working on it.
Lilli is doing really well. We are working on endurance with her now. She can do just about anything now that anyone else can just not for as long.
E...well I guess time will tell. Our Occupational and Speech therapists is very optimistic. I am glad for that because quite frankly after 6 months I am not. Last night we went to the gym and when we drooped the kids of in the childrens area there was a little girl obviously younger then E crying and very clearly saying she wanted her mommy. David and I were astounded. Yes this little girl showed what is surly typical speech development but the night and day difference between her and E. YIKES! E is so far behind. Since we have started signing with her functional communication is becoming much easier but I think the road ahead is still long and bumpy. I need and ASL immersion course. Well really who are we kidding the whole family needs one.
Time to run again. The boys will want me to pick them up from school.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
So here I sit and 12 am...
I am not tired although I am sure I should be. The house is silent and all I here is the sound of the train passing by and the heater that has kicked on. There are so many things that I should be doing with this time I am essentially wasting. There are Christmas gifts to finish, laundry to wash and fold, dishes to do crayon to be washed off the walls...the list goes on and on. Instead here sit typing hoping to impart to someone the little tidbits I have thought about all week long. Well you know it is only Thursday...
I am a mom of 4 children, 3 on the borderline of special needs. I say borderline because, if you were to look at them you would say, "they look normal to me." To which I say "looks can be deceiving." Now I really have come to the conclusion that if you knew what you were looking for, your child would be far from normal. All of us would be riding the short bus if you really split us a part. Over that past week though I have come to hold these truths true for every child and every parent.
Once you become a parent, be a parent. As much as we would all like to be our child's or children's best friend. That is simply not what being a parent is. It won't be easy to be a parent. You will want to get out and away and forget that you are responsible for a life. Your idealistic date every Friday is a nice thought but not very practical. Your child won't like you and will probably utter I hate you by the time that they are 4. Really don't be foolish that won't be the first time they have thought it. Whatever form of discipline you though you could rely on, just throw it out the window. There will never be enough hours in the day to ensure that you get it all done. Every dream that you ever had of how things were going to be well...they probably weren't realistic anyway. Everything is not going to be perfect. It will in fact be messy. Should you ever get the mess clean, it will mean that you were home without children and they will soon be home to mess it all up.
Being a parent is about being creative. So you weren't the school artist or drama queen. Here is the time to live it up. Stop and smell the flowers, the may be turned into bunny food by morning. It is not going to matter to your child tomorrow that your bills were paid or that the laundry was done, but they will surely talk about how mommy crawled on the floor and barked like a dog . They will be amazed at how well you color in the lines, but they will like to know that even mommy colors out side the lines every once in a while. If they are bouncing off the walls, bounce with them. Really who is it going to hurt? When they are loud be louder. Turn up the music and sing like you are a rock star and they will sing with you. Anything can become a game.
Children learn to value themselves when you show them you value them, but also by showing them you value yourself. Say what you mean, mean what you say and do what you say. I am sure that we have all heard that a million times. It is true. Your child or children will allow you to be the door mat if you let them. They only have the authority you give them. Learn to recognize when the problem is you and not them. Sometimes mommy needs a time out, put yourself there and call it what it is. Anxiety is contagious, keeping your cool will help them maintain theirs.
Goodnight all!
J
I am a mom of 4 children, 3 on the borderline of special needs. I say borderline because, if you were to look at them you would say, "they look normal to me." To which I say "looks can be deceiving." Now I really have come to the conclusion that if you knew what you were looking for, your child would be far from normal. All of us would be riding the short bus if you really split us a part. Over that past week though I have come to hold these truths true for every child and every parent.
Once you become a parent, be a parent. As much as we would all like to be our child's or children's best friend. That is simply not what being a parent is. It won't be easy to be a parent. You will want to get out and away and forget that you are responsible for a life. Your idealistic date every Friday is a nice thought but not very practical. Your child won't like you and will probably utter I hate you by the time that they are 4. Really don't be foolish that won't be the first time they have thought it. Whatever form of discipline you though you could rely on, just throw it out the window. There will never be enough hours in the day to ensure that you get it all done. Every dream that you ever had of how things were going to be well...they probably weren't realistic anyway. Everything is not going to be perfect. It will in fact be messy. Should you ever get the mess clean, it will mean that you were home without children and they will soon be home to mess it all up.
Being a parent is about being creative. So you weren't the school artist or drama queen. Here is the time to live it up. Stop and smell the flowers, the may be turned into bunny food by morning. It is not going to matter to your child tomorrow that your bills were paid or that the laundry was done, but they will surely talk about how mommy crawled on the floor and barked like a dog . They will be amazed at how well you color in the lines, but they will like to know that even mommy colors out side the lines every once in a while. If they are bouncing off the walls, bounce with them. Really who is it going to hurt? When they are loud be louder. Turn up the music and sing like you are a rock star and they will sing with you. Anything can become a game.
Children learn to value themselves when you show them you value them, but also by showing them you value yourself. Say what you mean, mean what you say and do what you say. I am sure that we have all heard that a million times. It is true. Your child or children will allow you to be the door mat if you let them. They only have the authority you give them. Learn to recognize when the problem is you and not them. Sometimes mommy needs a time out, put yourself there and call it what it is. Anxiety is contagious, keeping your cool will help them maintain theirs.
Goodnight all!
J
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Because your wish is my comand...
...I will drop everything to be at your beckoned call. At a moments notice we all can be dressed and ready to go out the door even though we are all still in our pajamas. On a whim I can do whatever you desire, how you ask? Because I am super mom. In this whirl wind and ciaos though, there is somethings that you should know. You daughter peed her pants as we were about to walk out the door and your boys changed clothes 3 times today. No they were not dirty they just did not like what they had on. On that note, no I did not start the laundry before we left and I am pretty sure the "pee clothes" are you your bathtub. Yes I did send your oldest child to go clean out the car so that there was room for your guest. It seemed far less damaging then what I could have done to him after he was "helping" get your youngest ready. As our departure time was eminent no, no one picked up their toys or rinsed their dishes. You will find them strewn form one end of the house to the other and dishes on the table, stove, counters and or sink.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Why didn't I think of that?
Today I am starting a blog once again. This is my 3rd attempt. My mom keeps telling me to blog because I am sooo funny. Well it must get lost in translation because when I write the very things I say, everyone starts to worry. Something about not hearing the tone and inflection in my typing? To which my sister says that just means that you should be a stand-up comedian. Hummm how do you get into that, and maybe more importantly who would watch my kids?
So as you are reading please read it all with a smile. Know that at the time I am typing it, I may or may not be smiling. I am however sure that as I go back and read it I will be. Yes I will have read it before I "publish post." This blog is the mayhem that is my life. It isn't always pretty and is most assuredly is always messy but it is what and who I have come to know and love.
So as you are reading please read it all with a smile. Know that at the time I am typing it, I may or may not be smiling. I am however sure that as I go back and read it I will be. Yes I will have read it before I "publish post." This blog is the mayhem that is my life. It isn't always pretty and is most assuredly is always messy but it is what and who I have come to know and love.
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