Boring Days

I kinda like boring days, I find them to be quite enjoyable.  Days where nothing exciting happens, no tantrums, no fighting, just beautiful glorious hot summer days.  The girls are all doing so well, Brianna and Jillian are enjoying camp tomorrow is the big birthday celebration at camp.  They celebrate the rec camps 48th year and everyone in the camps unbirthday.  They get to bring in a treat to share so I got them candy, ya know since they cant bring it into school might as well be able to live it up during the summer.  Kyleigh is still enjoying school I am contemplating dance for her in September, I know I must be nuts 3 kids in dance I will probably have to set up camp there but I love watching them all dance!  Me I am doing just fine, feeling like a human again, exercising is going well up to 4 miles a day walking up some big ass hills.  I am feeling good and know as long as I keep it up and eat healthy and smart I will be where I want to be one of these days.  Off to bed for me I am one tired Momma!

Were going to the beach, the beach, the beach

So its Monday again and man I am so glad its Monday this weekend exhausted me!  I spent most of the day Saturday food shopping and getting stuff to head to the beach.  We are not much of beach people (OK it is just me, something about sand in the cooter is just not appealing) so I had to go and get chairs and an umbrella to keep us beach happy.  I was on a mad hunt for one of those cool beach carts, unlucky for me I was too late in the game for that so I got us a good ole fashioned granny cart I bet I looked super cool!  So we were off to the beach yesterday early in the morning.  A friend invited us to go with her and I thought what the hell, Dad is getting to go to the Caribbean for 2 weeks for a business trip (bastard) we might as well head down to the Jersey Shore for some fun and sun.  We get there and shockingly enough Kyleigh was ok with it at first, but it kinda went downhill from there.  She did not want to touch the sand so she spent most of the day sitting in a beach chair (sure glad I got 4 of them!) and we took turns taking the girls to the water and hanging with Kyleigh.  Brianna, oh my Brianna afraid of other kids but man she can take on that ocean with not an ounce of fear!  She was riding the waves, jumping in the waves, swimming, just having a plain ole good time!  I get such joy watching her when she is actually having fun, there is a true smile on her face not the forced one we see from her when she feels like she should be smiling.  Jillian of course was her little diva self sunning dipping her hair in the ocean and flipping it back a la Farrah Faucet, I don't know what I am gonna do with that girl (I know sit back and watch her in amazement I am super jealous of her love of herself and life).  We were all exhausted and headed home after 5 hours of beach fun came home and collapsed that was after loads of laundry and scrubbing down of kids and myself.  I promised to take Brianna back to the beach and get her her own boogie board I kinda cant wait to get back there, sand in the cooter and all!

Tired Just Plain Tired

So hmmm today was a good day, yep it really was.  Kyleigh went off to preschool skipping all the way to the bus.  Both Brianna and Jillian went off to camp (saw Brianna talking with the one of the girls from yesterday before I pulled away???) and then I went for a kick ass walk around the park with lots of hills and burned 546 calories according to my heart rate monitor GO ME!  But I am tired, I have been staying up way too late watching too much crappy TV which usually consists of TLC, HGTV or the Food Network.  Add in all the exercising I have done this week I am cooked, done, utterly and totally finished!  But guess what I get to take Jillian to dance class again tonight (I thought it was summer???).  The dance teacher she has tonight is ummmmm a little too serious for my liking.  She has to be in full dance gear leotard, tights and hair in a bun.....what the hell was I thinking when I agreed to this competition dance stuff last year??  Oh I remember the joy of watching my girl shake her ass up on that stage while I beamed with pride, yep that's it.  But I am tired damn kill joys of my laid back take time back for myself summer.....

Girls Are Mean

That's right you heard it correctly, this Mommy of 3 little girls thinks that girls are mean!!  Lets see where can we start this?  Brianna did not want to go to camp today, I cant say I blame the girl it is raining and they bus the kids to local schools cant be much fun.  Kyleigh went off to school without a tear (YAY!) and my social butterfly Jillian went off to camp without a hitch.  I told Brianna that she would have to go for a walk with me this morning since she was not going to camp (Momma is on a roll she has gone out walking at week GO MOMMA!).  She agreed not happily and went along with me.  We went to a local park that she goes fishing with her Dad so she knew the place.  She grumped along complaining about mosquito's, ticks, chipmunks, squirrels etc etc.  So I told her instead of complaining why don't we talk about life?  Oh you know how happy she was?  About as happy as I am when I cant fit into my pants anymore, get the drift?  Well she went along with the idea, I asked about camp and who does she talk to.  She went on to tell me that this little girls she was friends with all year in school, the little girl who was at my house numerous times, the little girl I fed and bought ice cream from the ice cream truck for is now ignoring her.....Hmmm HUH?  So of course I ask why? (like she knows) She said that she is now friends with another little girl who we also were friends with the year before but they ignore her.  So you know the Momma bear in me is now just fuming I wanna go and shake these girls and say what the hell is your problem??? But of course I don't but I am mad and I guess I still am mad.  So then I ask who does she talk to, there is silence she says no one.  Can you hear it?  Yep that is my heart breaking.  I know, I know in my head that my girl is different, a little weird, yeah, kinda goofy, I know I see it.  But my heart knows what a freaking awesome kid she is, she has a heart as big as gold, her love of animals is just AMAZING (she better be some kind of veterinarian when she grows up!).  I remember being a kid and all of a sudden the girl you were best friends with for years just all of a sudden stopped talking to you for no reason and it sucked, it sucked big balls!  She said she trys talking to this little um angel (OK that is not the words I am thinking but I am sure you can imagine what I really want to say) but she totally ignores her.  So now here is where my problem starts do I try to get in contact with the camp counselor and see if she can get her more involved with the kids?  Or do I let it go, Brianna swears she does not care about not talking to anyone and honestly I don't think she does.  But when I see her playing with kids she does like she is full of smiles and happy and glowing.  UGH!!!! UGH!!!! UGH!!!  OK I am off to cuddle with my girl maybe that will make my heart happy, ooooh I think I am going to call her friend (who is a boy and who rocks!!) and see if he is staying home from camp today. 

Chugga Chugga Choo Choo

AMAZING, that is the only word that comes to mind when I think of my baby Blow Fish, truly AMAZING.  All weekend when I asked her about school she would reply in her loudest and whiny voice "SCHOOOOOOOLLLL"  I thought for sure this morning was going to be a nightmare.  I decided I would not mention a word about school or the ssssshhhh dreaded bus.  Well it must have worked to my advantage because the bus came, I grabbed her hand, told her come on Kyleigh it is time to go and off we went.  She walked down the steps holding my hand, got to the bottom, and made a RUN for the bus saying "hi hi hi hi hi" all the way there to the ladies that work on the bus.  This is the girl who will not leave the front porch on her own except to go get in the car.  This is the girl who cried the first 3 days of school and on day number 4 after 3 days off of school RUNS for the bus.  Are you baffled?  I know I am but I am also just so darn proud of her. 

I know it sounds crazy but I swear she is saying more and also speaking more clearly after just 3 days of school.  I knew she would do well once she got accustomed to school but I was not expecting to see changes so soon.  I keep praying that the teachers are seeing all of this and how truly smart she is (This is not just her Mom talking here, she is scary smart, like genius smart no clue where the heck it comes from).  I am still holding out for putting her in a class with less severely disabled kids.  I know and understand their reasoning, they don't want her to be an outcast with her peers, blah blah blah, she is 3 they all have delays of some sort what kind of outcast can she be?  They don't seem to care about that when it comes to her older sister so why does it matter so much to a 3 year old who is totally clueless in this department.  Well anyway I am off to get my booty on the treadmill, I cant believe I stayed on a diet all week with all this stress, go me!

Day Two We Are Getting Somewhere!

So lets start with the end of Day 1 here, Baby Blow Fish bus pulled up behind a super slow garbage truck I could not wait any longer so I went and snatched her up 4 houses down.  She looked stunned and tired but there were no tears so that was a good thing.  We cuddled for a bit and then she took off to the back of the house.  It got really quiet I figured she climbed into her sisters bed and fell asleep.  I went looking for her a little bit later we had to get her sisters from camp. I go looking nope not in Jillian's bed, nope not in her bed, my bed ummmm nope. Now I am starting to panic I start calling her name go outside searching nothing.  Go back in the house looking under beds bathrooms, finally I look in my closet and there she is fast asleep sitting up between the clothes fast asleep, I guess preschool knocked her out!

So we are onto day 2 now I was expecting the worst today.  But guess what????? SHE GOT ON THE BUS WITHOUT CRYING!!!   Well yes she did have a look of panic on her face and her body was very tense but she got on said hi to the aide Sarah and sat in her seat.  Her aide Sarah is an angel she had a My Little Pony for Kyleigh this morning and she was excited to see it.  So now I sit waiting for her to get home after a morning of exercise, some shopping and finishing up with a pedicure and a yummy salad.  Life is good!

Her first day

I have been dreading this day for months now.  I thought the therapy through early intervention was bad, there was nothing as bad as seeing the look of terror on my baby's face as I strapped her onto that seat on that school bus.  She looked like I was sending her to the wolves and man did I feel like I was!  I may never have ran so fast in my life to get away from seeing that bus drive away with my baby in it.  Her poor sisters looked so worried with me in hysterics I always wonder if they think I am a nut?  I mean I am sure they have figured it out by now.  Driving the girls to camp was lots of fun, me bawling like a 2 year old and them reassuring ME that she will be fine.  I hugged them a little harder this morning and then I made a mad dash for the school to see my baby get off the bus.  I am surprised I did not have a police cruiser pull up and ask me what I was doing lurking between the cars in the parking lot, I was sure a parent was going to alert them of a strange woman hiding ninja style.  I finally went back to my car and no sooner did I turn the engine on that my phone started ringing.  Sure enough it was the nurse she pooped and it went all up her back and she would not let anyone change her.  Can I come and change her?  You bet your ass I will be there in 2 minutes and I meant that literally since I was still lurking and crying in the parking lot.  So I run into the office and the lady at the front desk informs me I have to go into another entrance for the summer sessions, hmm so you know what happens right?  I break down into hysterics and she starts crying along with me..... yes you read that right I made the school secretary cry.  I bet the next 3 years of me going there are going to be just great, crap here comes that chick who made me cry.  So I can hear her crying, well not just crying screaming and of course my sobbing gets even louder.  I walk in the room and I get a sweet MOMMY, she was thrilled to see me and I must say I was thrilled to see her.  There is the nurse in full hazmat gear rubber gloves etc, jeez people we are talking poop the child is not toxic (although she was pretty gross).  So I work on getting her all cleaned up and in walks Ms Brooks (although she just got married, wonder if she is going to change her name?) and she tells me how she tried everything to get her off the bus easy and that we shall email later to work on some ideas to make it easier on all parties (can I just say I am so glad there is a familiar face on my side and one who I adore!).  So we start walking to her classroom and I am calling out come on Baby Blow fish and she is calling back Momma Blow fish sigh, why did she have to grow up so fast?  She tries to dart into a classroom that is not hers and I grab her hand and she starts crying again I think crap why do they have to put her in the last classroom in the school???  So we get there and she takes off, I mean running into the classroom and I take off running the other direction because I know if I stick around it is all over with I am going to take her and make a run for it.  So she is there and I am here, I got an email from her teacher reassuring me that she is doing well, doing puzzles and smiling and her aide Sarah from the bus called to tell me she stopped crying once they started driving.  I am so glad that they have an open line of communication with me or else I would be home still bawling instead of pacing the floors like I am doing.  Two hours till my Baby Blow fish is home and I can cuddle with her till its time to go get my other blow fish and maybe treat them all to some ice cream!