Friday, March 28, 2014

Let's try this again

This is the fourth time this week that I've attempted to write. Each time before I have been distracted. Sick kids will do that to you, even if they are teens. Well, it's true especially if they are teens, because they want your computer to watch mindless television shows in between bathroom runs. It might get a bit negative here, so if you want to just skip over to the happy part of my week, skip to the picture of the puppies on Ms. D's lap waiting for Mr. I to get out of school.

I am sick along with the kids. I've been able to avoid most of their illnesses this year so far, but not this one. I realized at least one or the other teen has been home sick from school at least one day for just about every week since they started this year. Ms. D asked me why they are getting sick so much. I told her I think their immune systems are not doing well. It could be the stress of moving, being exposed to different viruses in school, and not eating enough vegetables. The more stressed they get, the pickier they are with food. I looked at their plates the other night. While Hubby's and my plates were colorful, the kids' were white. Well, almost white. They picked out the carrots from their pasta and shoved them to the side to be thrown out later. They didn't even eat the green beans. They normally like green beans!

So what else has been happening here the past week? I'm not going to promise to go into more details later, since my record on that is pretty dismal, so this will be a long post. Time just flies, and my life isn't as boring as I'd like. Even if I get back to it later, I'll probably forget the details or think it happened months ago, when it really just happened the week before.

Ms. D had some meltdowns. Her special ed teacher told her she was special ed during the IEP meeting. Ms. D did not like that. It took awhile for me to explain about different levels of help and we were all just trying to help her be challenged but not overwhelmed. I don't think she bought into it, but the next disappointment was big enough to overshadow this one.

The next meltdown happened when Ms. D found out the high school on the island would not accept credits from our homeschool program. This "ruined her life!" My thought is that this just gives Ms. D more time to gain skills she needs to live on her own. Many kids with FASD need more time to mature and learn. Even typical eighteen year olds have difficulty being fully prepared for an adult life. However, I strongly suspect that Ms. D wants to move out and live with friends, on her own, or *gulp* with her birth family in San Jose as soon as she turns eighteen. If graduation is put off another year, she won't have a diploma when she flies, or crashes, out of the nest. It will be interesting to see how this all plays out.

And yes, there was another meltdown. It was time last week for Samurai, our guide dog puppy, to be puppy-sat by another member in our club. All guide dog puppies need times like that to learn new skills, get used to different handlers, and to have people with more experience evaluate the dogs and suggest modifications in training. Samurai needed some more experience in traffic situations, so the puppy sitter asked to watch him for a few more days. Ms. D exploded! She thought we were thinking of what was good for Samurai more than what was good for her. Actually, I think it was good for both of them. But it sure was tense around here for a few days.

Actually, I'm surprised we made it this past week. Mr. I had some school deadlines which were heavy on his mind. He would tell, not ask, me to help him and complain that he didn't know what to do. I'd try to figure out what was required, and then he'd yell at me that I was doing it wrong. It was getting to be a pretty stressful cycle until I just gave up and told him that I wasn't in class, so I don't know what they said. He needed to work harder than me on his homework. And guess what? He started to do his homework on his own! Of course, the school did put him in a homework help class last week, so much of the burden is off me now.

I've also been hormonal the past week. Perimenopause is not pleasant, especially with hormonal teens in the house. I know I haven't handled things as well as I could have, had I not been so exhausted, jumpy, and cranky myself. It's no wonder we got sick. Our immune systems were all out of whack. But we made it!

I hate to be negative for too long, so here's the positive:

My sister and her hubby sold their condo! They've been trying to sell it for a few years, and finally got a buyer. I don't know where they will end up next, but it will be good for them. She and her husband also visited us last Friday! We always love it when we can get together.

Blackbelt Daughter was able to visit Male Nurse Son and family in San Diego. I love to see the siblings visit each other and have good relationships!

I think we finally settled on a church. The kids complain that they don't like it, but it wasn't the first church they visited on the island. They get stuck on the first girlfriend of a sibling, first home, first church, first anything, and don't like new people until after at least a few months. So we are going to go ahead with the church we feel will be more accepting of them and will be a better fit for our family. Sometimes we have to make decisions for our kids that they don't like at first. We are such mean parents! We make them go to school. We make them go to church. Sigh!

Hubby and I went to a intro to the church dinner Sunday afternoon. People were so welcoming! I really do think it will be a good church for our family.

Mr. I admitted that he's beginning to like it here on the island. Of course he backpedaled a little bit after he realized he told it to me, one of the evil people who tore him from his friends and 'hood, but he did say it! I know the kids are generally happier and feel safer here. But it was nice to have slip out of his mouth what I suspected.

I couldn't do much else yesterday because of the gastroenteritis, so I started to crochet a blanket. This is the first handcraft that I've done since we moved, other than the two bright green, "insurance" hats I made during the football playoffs.

We had a contractor come in and see how we can get a bathroom in downstairs. It will make it better for guests when they stay here. It will take some time, since we will do it in steps, but we can do it as we have the money.

I read an awesome blog post that is challenging me. I'm thinking of printing it out and concentrating on a few of the things suggested at a time. I know I can't do all of it at once, some of the things I am already doing, but some things need to change ASAP!

Hubby and I went for a walk in Winslow Saturday and looked at galleries and handcrafted furniture stores. It was very inspiring! I think as soon as I get the rooms set up downstairs I'll start painting... and quilting...and knitting...and maybe even furniture making!

Samurai and the kids had awesome reunions after nearly a week of being apart! Cute puppy alert! Happy teen alert!

I love living here on Bainbridge! I am so amazed I live in a place like this! I am blessed!

1 comment:

  1. I am so glad you shared the hard stuff--that's not complaining, that's life! I am praying you all completely recover from whatever yuck is hanging over you, and that your immune systems will resume full vigor. I'm so glad you could end the post with thanksgiving--may God fill your family with His peace and joy this week. : )