Foiled Plans

After catching up on my blog reading, I was reminded of the several topics I wanted to write about myself.  My Thursday night TV shows, my first week of cross country meets, C. scooching and squirming all around the floor, the houseguests we had this past week, and more. 

However, with the wailing from the upstairs bedroom as my soundtrack for this post, I’m prompted to wave the white flag instead.  How is it that one, so publicly serene child turns into a crazed scream-monster at home?  What happens at daycare (a much busier place than home) that results in his 2-3 hour naps as opposed to his 30-minute teasers on the weekends?  Can someone explain how a nose so small can contain so much snot? 

These are the questions that run through my mind.  This is the topic I’m chiming in on.  In so many ways I want to be the mom who has it all together.  Who approaches every situation with an innate loving grace and intuition.  So far, those plans have been foiled too.  It’s the moments like this that I doubt my ability and qualifications for this, my most important job. 

There are so many ways to second-guess myself.  By letting him cry will he grow up thinking that others may abandon him?  However, if I continue to rescue him, rock him, snuggle him into slumber, aren’t I creating a monster who won’t learn how to fall asleep on his own? 

So many questions….

Best Shot Monday

As my first Best Shot Monday, I couldn’t resist this cute little shot of Calder (and Dad) helping with laundry on Saturday morning.  I love the way he’s so focused…on what I’m not certain, but focused nonetheless!

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Monday Moodiness

Maybe it’s the fact that we’re headed into our fourth week of school and the late nights and early mornings are taking a toll.  Maybe it’s the crib recall that hits a little too close to home.  Maybe it’s the unbelievable lack of respect that’s starting to shine through in some of my students.  Whatever it is, today was definitely the first “Monday” of the school year for me.  For the most part, I survived unscathed.  I just realized that I need to do a better job of asserting myself in the classroom and not accepting the incessant disruptions as “normal.” 

Whew!  Sorry for the rant!  I’m back and I’m better now!  I will say that since I’ve got my first cross country meet tomorrow, I had to go weigh in this morning.  I felt like it had been a fairly good week…and I guess I was right!  Another 4.2 pounds!  I really think my body’s just figured out how to do this weightloss thing.  Honestly, I’ve had several “free” days, which is good to know that I can indulge from time to time and not have crazy repercussions!

Off to seating charts for my chatty li’l children!

Fresh Start

I thought it was worth writing that so far (and we’re already into our fourth week) I’ve been looking forward to Sunday afternoons and evenings.  We’ve established a sort of pattern, which is to say that we spend most of our Sunday afternoons at school preparing for the week ahead.  Truth be told, I’d like to do away with our Sunday workdays and just lay around and enjoy the time with family.  Hopefully we’ll get there.

I suppose for now, I’d best tend to my gassy baby (totally tired, but won’t let go of one pesky bubble) and try to settle in for a bit or R & R (or a run on the treadmill) before the craziness of my first official assistant coaching week begins!  Oh, and I’m really excited about the post I have planned for tomorrow!  Stay tuned!

Better to keep up…

than catch up!  At least that’s what I tell my students!  And look, here I am trying to cram at least three days of blog-worthy material into a frantic 15 minute-composition before I leave school to pick-up my angel.  I’ll try to hit the high points…

  1. We’ve had no other car incidents since Thursday
  2. We’ve had no better luck contacting our insurance agency
  3. Although, I haven’t really tried very diligently since I was still pretty annoyed
  4. C. had his 6 month check-up where we learned he jumped from 50th percentile in all areas to 65th for height, 75th for head circumference, and dropped to 25th for weight.
  5. We figured the crazy poops were the culprit for the less-than-stellar weight gain, and the doc wasn’t worried so we weren’t either
  6. I lied…I was worried (and continue to be) but have decided to accept that and move on
  7. Gavin arrived Friday evening to head to our race with us on Saturday morning.
  8. Calder decided to wake up every few hours Friday night, screaming his bloody head off
  9. Garth took said screamer for a 4:30 a.m. gas fill-up to calm him down.  Reportedly, he was asleep before leaving the driveway
  10. He was also awake before Garth was back in bed after setting the carseat down by the bed.
  11. Crazy gas (and I’m sure some shot soreness) was the cause for the insomnia
  12. The boys stayed home Saturday morning, so I headed to the race solo
  13. I was sad about not having anyone there with me, but I still ran like a champ and met my goals – running the whole time and not being last!
  14. Six-month picture appointment went fabulously – perfectly timed around the afternoon nap schedule
  15. I spent $50 less on pictures this time!
  16. Several of you will soon be receiving the e-mail so you can order your own pictures of my sweet boy!
  17. Sunday found us at church for a while, preparing for the service, enjoying the service and talking about where we see the church headed in the next year or so. 
  18. I spent most of the afternoon/evening under 2 fleece blankets wearing a sweatshirt and terrycloth pants trying to shake the chills and aching (which I think was from more than my 3.2 miles worth of running the day before).
  19. Woke up around 9:30 sweating like crazy and happy that my fever had broken!
  20. Survived Monday and look forward to hanging out with my good friend Emily tonight!