I haven’t been sleeping well the past few weeks. I try to take captive the thoughts that roll through my head, but it’s like herding cats. I also feel like there are things crawling on me. Like all the time. This feeling increases while I lay in bed NOT sleeping and makes a slightly miserable sleepless night even more unpleasant. Maybe I’m going crazy. This would explain a lot of things, sleep issues and crawling skin being only 2 of the many.
Tyson has been coming home with cursive handwriting homework every day. To say that this homework is making us all a bit on edge would be an understatement. He struggles so much, which makes me want to take his homework and rip it up, but that wouldn’t really be such a great example. Instead we just tell him over and over that we only want him to do his best, which is hard for a budding perfectionist to handle.
We are taking Miss O to therapy tomorrow. Hooray. We have lots of questions, including “How do we motivate this child to roll and crawl?” Right now, we are at a loss. She seems to have no internal motivation and there are very few external things that motivate her. We know she can roll and she can crawl (not proper crawling, mind you, but the girl can get herself around), but she prefers to lay on her back look at the toys surrounding her and cry instead of moving her body to get to these toys.
Jori is going through a phase I call “Foreshadowing of the teenage years”. It is a scary thing. I keep thinking “This foot stomping, arm crossing, back talking beast could not possibly be my sweet 6 year old”, but alas, she is. This week she has told me that I am teaching her to be a mean mommy when she grows up and she has asked me why I haven’t apologized for getting upset at her after she came out of bed. Oh dear Jori, I love you so, but I am missing your sweet, easy to please self.
Darin is keeping steady under pressure. He is a rock. He’s been selling filters, washing dishes, wrestling with the kids after school, and juggling all the stuff that would put me over the edge if I had to think about it too much.
And the final random bit:
As I typed this, I saw one snake, one squirrel and a flock of birds right outside the window. I was hoping the birds would eat the snake so I didn’t have to worry about it being poisonous and biting one of the kids. That did not happen. The snake slithered up a tree and will hopefully stay there and not make its way onto the thatch and into our house. If it tries to get in, I hope the new squirrel living in our roof has the power to take it out!