It was a doozy.
We had some pretty horrific RAD moments this week. They consumed the first part of the week. It prompted too many phone calls for help. Those days haunt me right now. I don't want to think about them, the wounds are too fresh. But we got our help and are getting more help. We are hopeful. We have to be or how can we get through each day/hour/minute?
School starts next week. I'm ready. Sydney is ready. The teachers are now ready. I met with them this week to prep them for the year. Sydney surpassed all of our expectations last year (academically) and we start this year without the extra help. The bar is set high. We know she can excel this year too, she just needs to feel it.
Isaac must have known that I needed something big to pick me up after all the RAD problems, so he started WALKING! :) My (barely) 10 month old is now very mobile. And it is adorable. No, seriously. Watching him take off is the cutest, funniest, most awesome part of my day now. He's so proud. And we are too.
Not only do we have a walking baby, but we have a TEETHING, walking baby. Tooth #3 poked its way through and #4 is not far behind. This has made for some sleepless nights and lots of crying. But we're happy it's almost over because this means more solid food! He is a hungry, hungry hippo lately and will love experimenting with all the new food he can chomp with those little teeth.
Kendall and I took a break (for once) on Thursday night so we could celebrate my birthday and pick up Eli's pictures. HuHot has a birthday club and I just happen to be a member, so I got a free meal from them! As always I ate way too much and was miserable for a few hours after supper, but it was a good kind of misery because it just reminded me how awesome my food was. And it reminded me that I got to spend some time alone with my husband. We don't get a lot of that. I might even make him take me out again it was so nice :)
We had some pretty horrific RAD moments this week. They consumed the first part of the week. It prompted too many phone calls for help. Those days haunt me right now. I don't want to think about them, the wounds are too fresh. But we got our help and are getting more help. We are hopeful. We have to be or how can we get through each day/hour/minute?
School starts next week. I'm ready. Sydney is ready. The teachers are now ready. I met with them this week to prep them for the year. Sydney surpassed all of our expectations last year (academically) and we start this year without the extra help. The bar is set high. We know she can excel this year too, she just needs to feel it.
Isaac must have known that I needed something big to pick me up after all the RAD problems, so he started WALKING! :) My (barely) 10 month old is now very mobile. And it is adorable. No, seriously. Watching him take off is the cutest, funniest, most awesome part of my day now. He's so proud. And we are too.
Not only do we have a walking baby, but we have a TEETHING, walking baby. Tooth #3 poked its way through and #4 is not far behind. This has made for some sleepless nights and lots of crying. But we're happy it's almost over because this means more solid food! He is a hungry, hungry hippo lately and will love experimenting with all the new food he can chomp with those little teeth.
Kendall and I took a break (for once) on Thursday night so we could celebrate my birthday and pick up Eli's pictures. HuHot has a birthday club and I just happen to be a member, so I got a free meal from them! As always I ate way too much and was miserable for a few hours after supper, but it was a good kind of misery because it just reminded me how awesome my food was. And it reminded me that I got to spend some time alone with my husband. We don't get a lot of that. I might even make him take me out again it was so nice :)
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