I’d like to say I’ll be blogging more faithfully, but I can’t make any such promises. Most days I feel like a hamster on a wheel. As a friend’s mother recently told me, though, “You just have to know when to step off the wheel. You can always get back on.” I’m trying….. trying to step off the wheel and enjoy the spectacular view, the waves and wind, the fresh, crisp, fall air, games with my kids, reading stories. I’m trying to “let go” of every nagging voice and really enjoy a (long) game of Settlers of Catan. At the same time, I’m trying desperately to get some semblance of “a plan” in place for educational goals for the year, and for household routine. Attempting to rationalize why I feel so disorganized I’m getting some consolation out of telling myself, “You have moved three times in the past four years. And you have an infant. You’ve had a lot of company since you moved.” A little self back-patting helps once in a while. Having said all that, I do feel like I’m on my way to order, to efficiency, to functionality. I’ve got a lot of lists drawn up. Lists always make me feel more in control. And I’m getting the “spare room” turned into the “project room”, which will be a big help. I’m running boot camp with the kids. You want me to play Settlers? Help me out with these jobs. They get it. They are helping.
Zach just had a birthday. Double digits! It’s hard to believe. It happens too fast. It’s amazing all the things I’ve noticed lately….. how often he’s offering to help, asking if I need help, how I can’t remember the last time I’ve had to tell him to keep his voice down (the rest of the kids – yes, Dani included – are another story), or to stop up-talking. He’s growing up in so many ways.
I didn’t get the birthday gift I really wanted to give him ready on time. I’m aiming to have it ready for Christmas now, and then hopefully for each other child when they turn ten. Sorry, can’t ruin the surprise. More on that…. after Christmas.