This is going to be a super quick post so please don’t judge
on the grammar and punctuation too harshly! Good thing that’s not the line I
use with my customers. That’s the problem with blogging and work. They don’t
coexist well together, and I’ve never juggled two kids, activities, Valentines
to make, baths to give, kids to feed, geriatric cats to hang on my every move,
and a husband that I think lives in this house somewhere (just kidding), and
working this much. It’s a blessing that will allow us to make some much needed
changes in our lives in the coming months. More on that at a later time, but it
will certainly create more family time. At least that’s the objective.
I looked over at Sidney, and I see a little girl that’s no
longer a toddler. I know you’re probably thinking duh isn’t that obvious?
Seriously, I looked over tonight at her carefully selecting stickers and for
the first time could see her in kindergarten next year (WHAAAA!). Good thing
she still has those adorable cheeks. I almost came apart the day I realized Eli
no longer had the chubby toddler cheeks that little kids have. He’d go nuts if
he knew I was writing that for all the world to see.
So what’s up? Eli is practicing his trombone with vigor. It
only took one song that sounded somewhere between a cross of St*r Wars and a
military anthem, and he can’t wait to perform it in March. Sidney told me this
morning she wants to read. I can’t believe how much more she’s learning in
preschool than when Eli was the same age. If you recall last year at this time
we were in the throes of sensory issues in school. We have seen a positive shift.
She still has them, but she seems to know how to work with them when she’s in
various situations that are causing her stress. We witnessed it for the first
time on Sunday during the children’s sermon.
It’s really hard for kids with sensory issues to sit in a
group and listen. Sometimes kids have a fidget ball or the teacher has them sit
in the back. Obviously, it’s good that she’s in some random situations that
test her a bit. Church is a safe place that’s controlled and obviously
supportive if she’s having an off day. We’ve informed the person that does a
majority of our children’s sermons what’s going on, so when she starts reaching
around and pulling at her clothes, she knows what’s going on. I couldn’t have
been prouder Sunday as I watched her work through what was happening. It was
visible that it was hard for her to sit with nothing. In the pew she draws or
finds something to occupy herself. Of course this includes the ladies in church
that seem to endlessly dote on her every move.
Okay, I’m off to bed in a few minutes. Getting ready to go
out of town with Tom and friends in the coming weeks. This will include a
flight. The longest I’ve been away from Sidney. Eli is only concerned it’s only
a week and not two weeks. He was here when we went to China with my parents. My
mom claims he never so much as made a false move while we were gone. Yes we are
blessed, because Sidney is equally as independent. I say it’s because I’m
always here. They’re sick of me. Okay I’m really done now.
