School starting is like new years for me. Endless possibilities, and a time to write down ambitions. This year is big for me since all my children will be gone Monday through Friday seven hours a day.
Goals: Get my drivers license.
Organize my house
Finish with my weight loss, 12lbs to go…
Get my family eating healthy meals together every night
Send bagged lunches every day!
Have kids reading and doing homework, to bed on time!
Everyone get 3s
ROCK THIS YEAR.
My. kids. fight. constantly.
What I’d like to do. Get a job, make money, come home in time for them to arrive home, and have dinner ready, somehow manage to also have the house organized and the homework done seamlessly.
What I will do: Stay on the sub list for the district, pick up as many shifts as I can, and volunteer for the kids teachers every week. I’ll also do newsletter for the whole school to have out every Monday.
My fear: The year will slide by with my house remaining at the level of organization that it is, which really isn’t terrible.
This time last year I’d just made the choice to homeschool Carly.
We’ve had a fantastic 2016/17 year. Well, honest to be spoken, there were days that I was so fed up with attitude that I would have gladly thrown her back into school. As we’ve got just a few weeks left I wouldn’t take back the experience or the choice to keep her home.
Deeder is entering 5th grade next year, and my goodness, is he ever tired. His seizures have been acting up on him, and all the side effects just have him overwhelmed. He’d like to fall flat on his face and just sleep for months.
I got snooze three times which had me up and shuffling around at 6:20.My head was pounding, a throbbing pressure I haven’t felt in two years. Having learned how to handle this, I went right to the cupboard and took my two tabs of Lamictal, a couple Excedrin. Swallowing those I looked around a bit and grabbed a few vitamins and chugged those down as well. As I got the coffee all set to brew I decided that if I didn’t feel better by the time being I had the kids out to the bus I’d skip today on my fasting schedule which I do every other day. 8:40–boys fed, dressed and at the bus stop. 8:55–riding bike with 5 year old Abegayle. Not cars wanted to stop for us to cross while the road looked more like a fast moving stream than a two way paved busy road. We made it into the building, hopefully I didn’t look drunk. On my ride home I still couldn’t really see straight and had a low ringing sound echoing through my head.
9:55, my vision is clear enough to write this post on my phone. While trying to park in my driveway I got the stone border that edges my corner flowerbed.
I don’t really know what compelled me to blog these details of my morning out, but I’m glad I did. Maybe time for a couple cups of coffee then a shower.
So today’s Monday.
I am continually having completely excellent ideas over the weekend, then Monday comes and I manage to complete avoid coming through on my plans to really do fill in the blank, then Tuesday comes in and before I know it, it’s the weekend again.
This little lady has epilepsy, well a brother too, but he’s been adopted and she’s left waiting for a family. While it seems so sad that Rhett’s been brought into a new home without his sister, I’m not sure if they were even together in the orphanage where they lived prior. Rhett, the older of the two in this Eastern Europeon sibling set is only 7 years old, Scarlet is 4 years old.
Scarlet is noted to have sever handicaps in her development and in addition to a non specified seizure disorder she has Fetal Alcohol Syndrome (FAS)
View her video here and her Reece’s Rainbow page, which updates according to any information that the orphanage may forward on to the adoption agency. Scarlet and Rhett’s page