November 21, 2014

Big Changes, Big Girl

It's so weird the way things work out sometimes. I'm especially fascinated by how my online life relates to my real world one. I have found on more than one occasion I jinx myself when writing about things that are going well.

This week, I shared publicly for the first time that SB is gifted. It is something I had been afraid to "come forward" with for some time. But as we found ourselves, and her, struggling more and more and working to find solutions, I decided the time was right to be open about our situation.

The response to my post was very positive and supportive. Just one day after it went live, I was in a meeting with my daughter's teacher, her school's psychologist, guidance counselor and the director of the county's gifted program. The objective was to draft her Education Plan. We had originally been told she would begin the program in January. But on Tuesday, they informed me arrangements had been made for her to begin the very next day.

Um, what?!

This is no small thing. It involves her taking a bus to a different school one day a week. We have driven by that school to point it out to her, and had begun to talk about the gifted program as something that might be coming. But only at a high level. And in future terms, with no sense of immediacy, because we didn't have it.

In retrospect, I suppose I could have told them no. That we needed to wait until January in order to better prepare SB. She does not like change, or surprises. I underestimated just how much and decided we would move forward.

SB freaked out. Her initial reaction was very negative. And I understood. She got thrown a curve ball. A pretty big one. But once she had the opportunity to feel all the feelings, process the information and ask questions, she was ready to face this new challenge head on. Screams of, "I can't!" and "I won't!" turned to proclamations of, "I can!" and "I will!" And there was even a tinge of excitement.

I drove her directly to the new school on Wednesday, thinking that would ease the transition. Her excitement was overcome by anxiety initially. She did not want to go into the classroom. I was anxious all day wondering how she was doing.

But the moment I saw her walking toward my car at pick up, a huge smile on her face, I was full of relief. She climbed into her booster seat and began to breathlessly recount her day. She LOVED it. She fit right in, making new friends, participating in the class activities, even figuring out how to get on the right bus to return to her regular school.

She did mention there was a lot of work, and the teacher told me it would be far more challenging than her usual classwork. She is currently the only Kindergartner in the program. But she did great and can't wait to go back. I knew that was how it would be once she got past the initial surprise and anxiety.

I'm so proud of my big girl!


November 13, 2014

Wanted: My Sanity. If Found, Please Return To Owner.

Where the heck have I been? Well for starters, dealing with lots of sickness. I thought we earned our immunity badges when SB first began preschool, but Kindergarten is in a whole 'nother league. Holy germs, Batman! My child has experienced ailments over the past month I wasn't even aware of.

At the moment, SB has conjunctivitis, tonsillitis and an ear infection (I'm familiar with those). A lovely trifecta. After having two days off school for the Veteran's Day holiday, she had to stay home yesterday because she had not been on the eye drops for 24 hours.

By 10AM she had completed her homework packet for the month of November and was kicking some serious tangram a**:


Funny, I remember spending my sick days on the couch in front of the TV.

I have had very little sleep in the past two weeks, and even less time to write. But you can find some new posts here:


I wrote that last piece for Epilepsy Awareness Month. Speaking of which, as nervous as I am to write this, next month will mark ONE YEAR since SB's last seizure. Which would be huge. We are cautiously optimistic and thinking of fun ways to mark the milestone.

I had a trip to the ER on Friday. In the process of attempting to help out an elderly neighbor, a large tree limb fell on my wrist. It was not broken, thankfully. But I do have a nice gash, which became infected and I basically could not use my right arm. I'll spare you photos of that. (Side note: I'm right handed.)

Let's see, anything else? Oh, yeah. Because I have apparently completely lost my mind, we adopted another cat. Hubby and our dog fell in love with a little feral kitten living in a neighbor's yard. Long story short, Noodles (aka NuNu and Love Bug) is now part of our family:


She is very sweet and has made herself right at home. Our other cats formed the Aggrieved Cats Club and tried to protest, but she would have none of it. We've reached a place of peaceful coexistence, where they can all at least be in the same room together without hissing and growling.

Last but certainly not least, as we approach the first holiday season without my dad, I'm feeling more anxious than excited. Having a five year-old helps with that. Her excitement is contagious, and helps remind me of why I have always loved this time of year.

But I'm definitely going to need my sanity in order to get through the rest of this year. So if you find it, do me a solid and send it my way.



October 29, 2014

Wordless Wednesday: Flashback


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