August 17, 2018
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!
August 1, 2018
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.
March 22, 2018
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.
May 13, 2017
It’s been a rough few years, energy-wise, for me. I’m so sorry that has translated into boringness for the boys. Liam presented me with my Mother’s Day presents last night a little early and they were beautiful! However, in more than one portrait of me, he’d drawn me laying in the bed. I’m determined to break that image he has of me, lack-of-energy-be-d**ned.
I’m kind of in a lack-of-energy-be-d**ned across the board mood at the moment… This weekend will be full of getting this house in order (a little ahead of the two week planned schedule for cleaning). We will be able to have guests in this house on relatively short notice very soon. I am determined about that.
Last night after everyone was in bed, I planned out our summer play and meal schedules.
There will be trips to the Museum. There will be trips to the pool. There will be trips skating. There will be trips to the movies. There will be trips to the park. There will be trips to the library. There will be game nights again— we haven’t had one of those in a long time. There will be down-time too, but there will be structure this summer unlike any summer we’ve ever had. It’s time. For my sanity and theirs, we need to do things this summer. Nearly every day, there will be some kind of outing outside the house.
Both big boys are also going to camp this summer, right in the middle of the summer, so it will be a nice break-up of the monotony of every day at home, even with the outings.
Summer is short this year. School starts on August 3!
April 17, 2017
O and I go out every day to get the boys off the bus at 2:45. It’s earlier than the bus actually gets there, but it gives O some time to run around. He has a “hill,” a favorite spot in the yard. It’s actually part of a buried giant magnolia tree root, but he loves it something fierce.
When the school year started and I realized that I would have to go to the end of the driveway because giant bushes block the view to our front door, I kind of dreaded it. I wasn’t sure I would have it in me to get out there every day and just stand and wait, and I was worried about forgetting someday and making them ride back to school to go to after-school. But it turns out that the bus stop routine has been the one constant for O and I all year long. Early in the school year when O was younger and I wasn’t sure I could keep him from running to the end of the driveway, O would ride his tricycle every. single. day. He learned to ride his tricycle, in fact, because of the bus stop routine. The bus stop has been our constant since August and I’ve come to be thankful for that time.
In other news, we finally figured out why I’ve been so. tired. all. the. time. I’ve made sleeping until 11 a.m. a regular occurrence, and it’s not really associated with my depression. My thyroid levels have been off again, meaning I’ve been getting too much medicine. So, now I have to alternate different doses every day. Fun stuff. At least there was an answer with an attemptable solution.
Big boys have standardized testing starting tomorrow, so their teachers sent home instructions that they are to be outside playing and exercising as much as possible every day. Thankfully, the boys are on board with this idea.
We have started the major overhaul of the new house, the overhaul we have known was coming eventually ever since we moved in last June… painting the inside walls. We went with Valspar’s “Ultra White.” I got a bee in my bonnet about it on the Tuesday of Spring Break, and sent J to the store to gather all the necessary supplies. But then I ran out of steam, what with the thyroid issue, and J had to finish the job I started. We have one room done– the family room. I love the color and how much brighter it makes the room. I cannot wait to have the rest of the house done, but it will have to wait until we have help to get it done because I can’t guarantee I won’t get in the middle of it again and flake out. Anyway, no pictures of the finished room until I get the house straightened up, which is not today.