We have a full schedule of activities this Fall. Porter is in seventh grade, Liam is in fifth grade, and Oliver is in Pre-K.
Porter has band (he plays saxophone) and he also has soccer through the city rec. department. He has also applied for the school VEX team. Porter also wants to do an additional band program where they play at eighth grade football games. Porter is in all honors classes including Advanced Math. His elective this semester is STEM. He is currently signed up for PE second semester as his elective but we may ask to change that due to Porter’s unique struggles that I didn’t take into consideration when I selected PE as an option last Spring.
In addition to school and extracurriculars, Porter will participate in confirmation classes at church.
Liam will play trombone in band. He has applied to be part of the Lego Robotics team. He was an alternate on last year’s Lego Robotics team but he was very loyal, going to every meeting and even tagging along to the competitions. He’s also signed up for Science and Art clubs. Outside school, Liam has signed up for Fall Baseball through the city rec. department. We have yet to decide whether we will send him on the school trip to Savannah this year, though we will have to decide that in the next week.
Oliver did soccer through the city rec. department last year, but with him starting school and riding the bus to and from school, I thought that was enough change for him for one year. He wasn’t really interested in soccer and was one of those kids that was much more comfortable sitting on the sidelines and would have picked dandelions if there were any to be had.
Will be a busy Fall!
My youngest baby started Pre-K today. He rode the bus to school with his big brother Liam. Liam doesn’t start school until tomorrow so I had to go pick Liam up, and I got to see Oliver get off the bus and go into the school. Oliver didn’t see me. He was very busy following the teacher’s directions.
For four and a half years, Oliver has been my constant companion. Now he’ll have a life apart from mine. I know he is ready for it but I am feeling torn. In some ways, I am so ready for this day. In other ways, I wish his babyhood could have gone on forever. Oliver was the gift from God I didn’t know I needed, at a time when I needed it most. Before Oliver, I was a mom disconnected from my kids’ needs. Before Oliver, the big boys went to daycare so I hadn’t kept a baby at home from birth until school age. Oliver transformed the way I parent all my children, most definitely for the better.
I don’t know what I am going to do with my time just yet. Jared has arranged for me to be able to volunteer at one of the schools. I may do that. But I don’t know what I am going to do for this week. I don’t know that I will go over to the schools for the first week of school. I know I will try to be more connected to my friends as the school year moves forward.
I’m going back through old pictures and offloading the more memorable ones. This is “Worksheets” from April 25, 2012. I am guessing my oldest did the coloring for this.
At nine-something this morning, Oliver will officially be four years old. I say nine-something because I can never remember the actual minute because I was unconscious at that particular moment in time. C-sections with general anesthesia are like that.
He is a sweet one, Oliver. A good family friend likes to say Oliver is an absolutely perfect mix of his brothers Porter and Liam. Playful like Liam, quirky sense of humor like Porter, and the tie that makes his brothers look related to one another. Because it’s true that before there was Oliver, Porter and Liam really didn’t look like brothers.
He was a surprise to all of us but really, this family is complete in a way that it would never have been without him. This boy that loves Doc McStuffins and light sabers and things with wheels and soccer balls. This boy with the highest pitch cry I have ever heard come out of a baby’s mouth. This boy that instinctively reaches for my hand every time we get out of the car. without. fail.
Oliver is a wonderful person in his own right. That fact cannot be overemphasized enough.
His turning four, though, makes me retrospective about this journey of motherhood I’ve been on for now eleven and a half years. I’ve grown as a mother–as a person– because of this boy. And I’ll be forever grateful to him because of that.