Or a catch up really because we don’t have any plans for the bank holiday weekend.
My daily walks have been going well, ditto my propanalol. It’s the only medication I’m on at the minute, and I take it when I start to feel anxious. It’s not a permanent solution, and thanks to the doctor not booking in the appointment he gave me, I don’t have any referrals or anything but I’ll get back on to the doctors next week. I need to, so I will. I also need another referral for sterilisation because something needs to be done although I’d much prefer a hysterectomy and be done with the lot.
The 16 year old is halfway through his exams and has a trial for a sports place at college next week. (He has already been offered a place on a mechanics course) so it’s really a case of enrolling at the one he decides to enrol at at the time. He’s currently playing American football and football and attending the gym a few times a week. Sport are his new thing, although no study leave at school is difficult to get my head round. All the other year 11 high schools have left now, it’s only exam attendance that counts, but no. There’s a new head, he doesn’t want study leave. It’s very strange.
The 14 year old is losing weight slowly. He’s trying, I think. A smidge more active than he was, I’ve had him come on a few walks with me. Otherwise he’s doing great. Fab marks in school, some great artwork; good stuff.
My 9 (almost 10!) year old us just been deregistered from school so we can homeschool her as her needs aren’t being met. (We took the letter in on Friday (27th May) asking for the deregistration to take place on the 13th June which is the day they go back after half term). 2 years of utter misery for her and the school saying “yes we will implement this and implement that” and then never doing it – well, we’ve come to the conclusion we will homeschool instead. Because if she needs it, she gets it.
The 7 year old is going through a period of refusals and stubbornness. It’s difficult but really shows up his condition. We’re fairly sure at this point it’s ASD alongside ODD (Oppositional Defiance Disorder). Google it, it’s interesting. He’s a complex little guy at the best of times, sometimes he’s just a little fart bag of funnies!
The 5 year old is great, as usual. She doesn’t listen, much, but she’s 5. It happens. Personal space is still a big flag, as is appropriateness. She still lights the room up when she smiles. Doesn’t stop talking or asking questions… Or giggling. Mini beasts day at school on Friday and she went as a beautiful butterfly.
The 2 – nearly 3! – year old is just amazing. And terrifying, in equal measure. Never let anyone tell you the terrible twos don’t exist, they’re practise for the threes – and it’s no laughing matter. One minute they’re full of loves and laughs, the next they’re screaming blue murder like the little dictator they are because their Cheerios fell in the bowl the wrong way and ‘Gak’ moved his car.
What a bunch! There’s lots to remember and lots to be doing and lots to be getting on with – but mostly there’s lots of laughs and loves in this house. We’re our little family and if nothing else, we have each other. Always.
(As I type this glowing catch up of my babies I’m surrounded by a 2 year old counting cars and putting them in a row, a 5 year old sitting as close as possible without being on my lap and a 7 & 9 year old arguing over who has been the nicest today and who gets to go on the tablet. 7 year old is so grumpy right now. 14 and 16 year olds are asleep, as is Pond (as always). It’s easy like Sunday morning)