Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Change
Life has truly changed for us. No longer do I wish the hours away staring at a wall holding a screaming child. No longer do I gaze out the window hoping someone, anyone, will walk by. No longer do I run out to the mailbox to meet the mailman hoping for a human face and some connection through the mail. I do, however, still spend hours on facebook every week. Maybe change come slowly...
Lauren is in school for 7 hours a day, 5 days a week. That is a 35 hour a week job! That is 15 hours to 35 hours over one summer. Yes, the first week was great for her and she was so excited...but lately we’ve had tears (and, yes, I mean we...the collective Mother and Daughter’s emotions are intertwined so deeply and with such ridiculous depth that I need counseling for her issues...that’s the we). And while I am on this subject...why does everyone blame me for this? “Well, did you experience some of these issues as a kid?” “Well, you know you are very emotional also. That is where she gets it.” While all this is true...not all truth is helpful!
Besides all this Lauren is doing quite well at school. She had suddenly grown up and I am already looking forward to summer!
Sabrina is there 20 hours a week (YIKES!) but sleeps 5 of those hours so I can honestly say it is 15 hours (yes, I need to do this...don’t stop me...) She is adjusting quite well. I think the routine suits her.
Here is a funny story about her: One night she said her prayers:
“Dear God. Thank you that the monsters don’t come. Thank you that the roads don’t come in our house.”
“Dear God. Thank you that the monsters don’t come. Thank you that the roads don’t come in our house.”
In case you missed the last one...roads are bad since there are cars and we need to hold hands.
And I am working about 17 hours a week (plus or minus a few thoughts about class beyond these hours) AND running about 6-7 hours a week (really? That is like a part time job!) If I add in the ice bath after long runs and the extra time I spend eating this marathon training probably adds up to about 10 hours a week. My class is the best one I taught so far and I am enjoying teaching and learning. I have plenty of time to prepare during my 3 part-days at work so I have 2 days and 1 afternoon to be mom and friend and social organizer and keeper of the house.
Darrell is pretty much the same and has supported all these changes with grace. He cheers me on and believes in me when I don’t believe in myself and only occasionally falls asleep while I am speaking :)
