Restless

We’re starting to thaw out from the eternal winter. I think the high will be in the twenties today! I’m sweating just THINKING about it. My big kids went back to school today – on what was supposed to be their third day back. But our local public school district where Jonah will attend preschool cancelled again today. So, I am *hoping* that tomorrow (when the low is supposed to be a balmy 33), he can start preschool. Of course, his preschool is only Monday-Thursday, so he’ll have just ONE day of his first week, and Monday will likely be just like his first day, part deux.

I know I have like, serious mental problems, but this whole delayed start-up has really messed me up. My body clock is off, and my brain is just STUCK – afraid to move forward, perhaps, after so many stops and starts? I’m not sure. All I know is I need to get it cleared, and I feel like nothing will do that except for a real start to our “new normal”.

Our Christmas decorations are still up (Bobby typically takes care of that, and I’m not rocking that boat!), the house is a mess from kids being home for so long, and from a mom who was unable to get out of a cold-snap-induced RUT.

Today I’ve decided will be one last day of just Mommy and Jonah (you know, until Friday, when he never has school – ha! – but he has speech and doctor appointment Friday, so we’ll be busy!) – trying to relax, play, and maybe even going out into the tundra for a special treat. Tomorrow after I drop him off at school (pleaseohpleaseohplease) I’ll be off to volunteer with Shoes 4 the Shoeless for the first time this year!! We’ve got over 400 kids on the list for tomorrow and I think that’s just what I need to snap me back into “go get ’em” mode. Hopefully after I finish there I’ll go to pick Jonah up and he’ll have had a happy morning – that’s enough to put me on cloud nine all weekend!

Have you ever gotten into a rut like this? I’m not a very organized person, but I sure have found that some semblance of a routine really makes me a lot happier.

 

 

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Frozen

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And it’s only getting worse today.

SOMEBODY GET QUEEN ELSA (and me) A XANAX SO MY KIDS CAN GET BACK TO SCHOOL AND JONAH CAN START PRESCHOOL!

UPDATE: It is now 1- with a “Feels Like” of -24. You know, 5 minutes after I snapped this screen shot.

Commence hibernation in 3, 2, 1…

How’s the weather your way?

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I am flipping out.

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You guys, my baby, and he IS a baby, because he just turned three like 2.2 seconds ago, is starting preschool in THREE DAYS and I am FLIPPING OUT.

I’m worried about, oh, I don’t know…EVERYTHING. I am worried his first, second, and third day will be an two hour and forty-five-minute long fit. I am worried he is going to pee his pants, because he STILL will not use a big potty. He uses his little potty like a boss, but I am pretty sure we’re not supposed to take it to preschool. I’m worried he’s going to spend the whole time crying, scared, upset, freaked out. I’m worried he is going to be scared of the other kids. I’m just…worried. I know he’ll adjust but I wish he didn’t have to adjust. I wish he could just bound in on his first day and love it, and do great, and be happy, and magically overcome his speech delay.

Adjustment is going to be hard…and I’m getting tired of hard.

To get Jonah ready for school, I made a photo book of pictures of his classroom and his teachers that I took when we visited the classroom. I wrote a little story about him going to school to go along with the pictures. He L-O-V-E-S it! Score! But will he love it when it turns into real life? I don’t know…I can only hope.

We’ve also been doing a countdown (which is what the picture above is all about), and he’s really into that too.

But here’s the thing.

He starts school Monday, and Monday and Tuesday are supposed to be BELOW ZERO next week. Which means it is very likely that school will be cancelled. So…the countdown may countdown to…nothing. Anti-climactic anyone? I hope the weather cooperates, because I REALLY need this ball to be rolling. Wherever this train is going, I want it to pull out of the station, so we can get moving on progress. Progress, progress, progress…

And maybe my worry can at least become less generalized. Stay tuned!

 

 

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