This is it. It's here. The end of summer. In just three more days, my oldest will start kindergarten. Am I ready? Not at all. Is she ready? Absolutely.
So, kindergarten in San Antonio starts at 7:40 a.m. That's ridiculously early. My kids sleep until 7:30 every morning. So, in order to prepare my sleeping child for an early morning school, I've been slowly getting her up earlier and earlier. This past week, we've woke up every morning at the time we would when we have to go to school. We've gotten completely ready to go (including dressed and breakfast eaten) and then we've walked to the school.
She has been excited for this and loves the time of just me and her up in the morning and walking to school. And the last couple of mornings, she's said. "momma, I'm going to miss you when I am at school, and you are going to miss me. But, I'm going to have a lot of fun." I am so proud of my big girl. How is she so wise at such a young age?!
So, Monday morning, she starts kindergarten.
And, a week later, my little man starts back at preschool. I would like to be able to say I don't know what I'm going to do with myself the two days a week that both kids will be at school, but I know better. I'll be running errands, doing cleaning, getting stuff done. I'll be so busy, I'll wonder where the time went each day.
So, we had a great summer. We visited family, we traveled and explored Denver. We went to the Children's Museum. We went to Kiddie Park. We went to Schlitterbahn. We did a lot of swimming. We cuddled a lot. And now it's over. Good luck this year, sweetheart! Mommy loves you and knows you are going to have so much fun!
Friday, August 21, 2015
Friday, August 7, 2015
Sometimes you just want to give up, and that's okay
This has been one of those weeks ... one of those weeks where you feel like giving up. When you feel like nothing you do is right. When it seems like no one is listening to you and you don't know why you even try anymore. Well, I've had one of those weeks, but I'm doing my best to get out of it.
Monday started like any other week. We all got up and got ready for a typical day (going to the gym, getting the grocery shopping done, running some errands). The kids started right off with not listening at the table, not getting ready when they are supposed to, and constant complaining and fighting. I happily dropped them off at the child watch to do my weight lifting class to my daughter whining "do I have to go to kids in motion?" I did my workout well (as well as I could with my hurt knee and it still hurting to breath) and felt good about it. So, we headed to Trader Joe's to do our grocery shopping. I got them each a sample in the produce section and when they finished that, I gave them each a snack to eat. But, that wasn't good enough. Jade couldn't drink the sample drink because it has apples in it, and so she had to whine about that. When they finished their snack, I let Maxwell get out of the cart and help Jade push the kid's cart. Of course, he wanted to go to fast. She didn't want him to help at all. They had to scream and yell at each other for the second half of our trip to control the darned cart!!! Nap time couldn't come soon enough! But, we made it through the day, everyone alive.
Tuesday, we went to the gym again in the morning, this time a little earlier because I'm still trying to find a zumba instructor that I like. No luck this time either (so both Tuesday and Thursdays are out). I brought the kids home to hang out and play (hubby works from home on Tuesday) while I ran over to Maxwell's preschool to drop off my substitute teacher application and start the background check process. Fight, fight, fight over lunch. No one wants to eat what I make them. Then, as a surprise to Jade, after Maxwell is put down to nap, I take her shopping with me. I HATE SHOPPING AT TARGET! I know I should have my SAHM card taken away for saying that, but it is a total nightmare there every time I go. They never have what I need in the right sizes or at all, and I end up coming home with a bunch of crap I didn't need. Then, to gymnastics, home for a dinner that the kids seemed to like, and off to bed.
Wednesday was kind of a special day. I had been promising Jade I'd take her to Kiddie Park since April and so we finally went. It was hot and Maxwell got scared on the ferris wheel. I almost got sick on the carousel and Maxwell was devastated because he wanted to ride the pink airplane, but he was too slow each time and the big kids beat him to it each time. Fits, tantrums, and crying from each of them over wanting the blue car, or the pink plane, or Maxwell to ride with Jade, all morning long. And, not a one "Thank you, Mom! That was fun!" They both napped, so I was obligated to take them to my husband's beach volleyball game that night. So, while he drank beer and played volleyball with his coworkers, I had to sit and referee the kids fights over shovels and buckets and keep them safe from flying balls and yell continuously to stop picking up the garbage. And, had to make a mad-dash to get Maxwell to the bathroom in time so he wouldn't do stinks in his pants. Fun!!!
Thursday came and I was exhausted, but I got up and went and go blood work done, then to get my finger printing done for the substituting position. Then, went to the gym and rode the bike for an hour. This was followed by the madness that is swim lessons. Jade cries every time we have lessons. It is so upsetting I just want to break down and give up, but I know she needs to do this. She's good too, which makes it so upsetting. Nap time and Maxwell refuses to nap today, making for a difficult toddler up until bedtime.
Friday, playdate with the preschool friends. That was nice and fun. I'm starting to feel a little relief. The kids haven't been terrible, although Maxwell is refusing his nap again today. And, it's the weekend, which means nothing, except that Papa will be home to offer something.
So, it will turn around. I'm not going to quit and bury my head in the covers and never come out. I will keep pushing forward. The kids will have their bad days, but they will be good too. I'm tired and I have a lot of work to do, but what Mom doesn't, right? Just keep pushing forward and it will be better. And, I finally finished the antibiotic, so I can have a glass of wine tonight! And, will the kids remember that I almost snapped this week and wanted to give up? No. They'll maybe remember that fun day at Kiddie Park. They'll maybe remember playing on the playground with their school friends. Jade is going to remember that she didn't get to make an "ocean" out of water bottles, rocks and water like Johnny did and will pester me until we make one at home.
So, I just want to say to all the other Moms out there going through a rough week ... it's okay to want to give up sometimes. But, hang in there, because it will get better.
Monday started like any other week. We all got up and got ready for a typical day (going to the gym, getting the grocery shopping done, running some errands). The kids started right off with not listening at the table, not getting ready when they are supposed to, and constant complaining and fighting. I happily dropped them off at the child watch to do my weight lifting class to my daughter whining "do I have to go to kids in motion?" I did my workout well (as well as I could with my hurt knee and it still hurting to breath) and felt good about it. So, we headed to Trader Joe's to do our grocery shopping. I got them each a sample in the produce section and when they finished that, I gave them each a snack to eat. But, that wasn't good enough. Jade couldn't drink the sample drink because it has apples in it, and so she had to whine about that. When they finished their snack, I let Maxwell get out of the cart and help Jade push the kid's cart. Of course, he wanted to go to fast. She didn't want him to help at all. They had to scream and yell at each other for the second half of our trip to control the darned cart!!! Nap time couldn't come soon enough! But, we made it through the day, everyone alive.
Tuesday, we went to the gym again in the morning, this time a little earlier because I'm still trying to find a zumba instructor that I like. No luck this time either (so both Tuesday and Thursdays are out). I brought the kids home to hang out and play (hubby works from home on Tuesday) while I ran over to Maxwell's preschool to drop off my substitute teacher application and start the background check process. Fight, fight, fight over lunch. No one wants to eat what I make them. Then, as a surprise to Jade, after Maxwell is put down to nap, I take her shopping with me. I HATE SHOPPING AT TARGET! I know I should have my SAHM card taken away for saying that, but it is a total nightmare there every time I go. They never have what I need in the right sizes or at all, and I end up coming home with a bunch of crap I didn't need. Then, to gymnastics, home for a dinner that the kids seemed to like, and off to bed.
Wednesday was kind of a special day. I had been promising Jade I'd take her to Kiddie Park since April and so we finally went. It was hot and Maxwell got scared on the ferris wheel. I almost got sick on the carousel and Maxwell was devastated because he wanted to ride the pink airplane, but he was too slow each time and the big kids beat him to it each time. Fits, tantrums, and crying from each of them over wanting the blue car, or the pink plane, or Maxwell to ride with Jade, all morning long. And, not a one "Thank you, Mom! That was fun!" They both napped, so I was obligated to take them to my husband's beach volleyball game that night. So, while he drank beer and played volleyball with his coworkers, I had to sit and referee the kids fights over shovels and buckets and keep them safe from flying balls and yell continuously to stop picking up the garbage. And, had to make a mad-dash to get Maxwell to the bathroom in time so he wouldn't do stinks in his pants. Fun!!!
Thursday came and I was exhausted, but I got up and went and go blood work done, then to get my finger printing done for the substituting position. Then, went to the gym and rode the bike for an hour. This was followed by the madness that is swim lessons. Jade cries every time we have lessons. It is so upsetting I just want to break down and give up, but I know she needs to do this. She's good too, which makes it so upsetting. Nap time and Maxwell refuses to nap today, making for a difficult toddler up until bedtime.
Friday, playdate with the preschool friends. That was nice and fun. I'm starting to feel a little relief. The kids haven't been terrible, although Maxwell is refusing his nap again today. And, it's the weekend, which means nothing, except that Papa will be home to offer something.
So, it will turn around. I'm not going to quit and bury my head in the covers and never come out. I will keep pushing forward. The kids will have their bad days, but they will be good too. I'm tired and I have a lot of work to do, but what Mom doesn't, right? Just keep pushing forward and it will be better. And, I finally finished the antibiotic, so I can have a glass of wine tonight! And, will the kids remember that I almost snapped this week and wanted to give up? No. They'll maybe remember that fun day at Kiddie Park. They'll maybe remember playing on the playground with their school friends. Jade is going to remember that she didn't get to make an "ocean" out of water bottles, rocks and water like Johnny did and will pester me until we make one at home.
So, I just want to say to all the other Moms out there going through a rough week ... it's okay to want to give up sometimes. But, hang in there, because it will get better.
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