Is there no rest for the weary?? Me=weary. I still am not 100% recovered from my bronchitis. I go and see the Pulmonologist tomorrow for a much needed exam and baseline for my chronic respiratory issues. I am ready to do everything he asks me to do unlike 4 years ago when I stopped seeing him because I didn’t record my daily resp. stuff. I mean how dumb is that thinking, “I won’t go back because I didn’t do what he told me to do. I don’t want him to be mad at me.” At least now I am willing to do it, and if I don’t or miss some of it, I have the balls to be upfront with him about it.
Only 2 more weeks left of preschool. Lots of things to wrap up, decisions to make, and if I want to be there to make them. I am feeling very led to walk away and look for greener pastures, but not entirely ready to wash my hands of it. God and I have some sessions planned to talk things through. You would think he’d be booked and His co-pays expensive, but He always knows how to fit me in.
The kids are good. Lauren is working hard at school to wrap up some projects, Brenna is eagerly waiting for the Wax Museum Night for 5th Graders to be here, so she can show off her Belle Boyd character. She gets to wear a hoop style period dress and everything. Danny can’t WAIT for his 9th birthday to get here. He is chomping at the bit. 9 years. I can’t believe how fast it has gone by. Michael Jon asks me everyday if he gets to Graduate yet and when he get to go to Kindergarten. He isn’t ready at all huh?
Jon the hard working bread winner, or is that the winner working hard bread, or working hard winning bread? I can never remember. Anywhoo..he’s still alive and he actually wants to come home every day. Go figure. He must love me.
Just a quick update on us all. More next week when my first born boy turns 9. Hasta!
Were he any more ready he’d be packing his lunch and stealing your car keys already.
When we first met, Danny was still inside you. My how time flies. It is closing on ten years really fast.
Sounds like you have a big decision to make, I wish you all the best with that. You sound so calm about your boy turning 9. Mine are only approaching 4 and 6 and I am sitting in denial-ville about it.