Unfortunately, your kids are rarely in the same space at the same time. At no time that I can remember is this more pronounced than right now.
Jon Owen is growing in gigantic leaps and bounds and totally thriving. Every day when I pick him up from school, Miss Kathy tells me another story about how confident he's becoming or how enthusiastic he was about the days games or activities. He's volunteering to lead the class in karate. He walked into a room full of kids he didn't know and went straight over and made friends with them. He's truly growing into himself, and it's an awesome thing.
Lauren is struggling. Her days at school are longer and more demanding. There is less fluff and more work. She has homework every night. Her teacher is very no-nonsense. She is getting used to new activities and new friends. And for the first time in a long time, she is having a hard time. She has started 2 of the last 3 mornings in tears (although today was good, knock wood), is completely exhausted at the end of the day, and is emotional about things that normally wouldn't phase her.
As hard as it is to see her struggle, I know that she will be fine and stronger for having done it. So all I can do is give her a refuge in her home, cuddle her like the little girl she no longer is, and let her know that she is loved. So yesterday she enjoyed some pink gerbera daisies and a hot, relaxing bath in the big tub -- two of her favorite things. It was a good night.
Jon Owen is growing in gigantic leaps and bounds and totally thriving. Every day when I pick him up from school, Miss Kathy tells me another story about how confident he's becoming or how enthusiastic he was about the days games or activities. He's volunteering to lead the class in karate. He walked into a room full of kids he didn't know and went straight over and made friends with them. He's truly growing into himself, and it's an awesome thing.
Lauren is struggling. Her days at school are longer and more demanding. There is less fluff and more work. She has homework every night. Her teacher is very no-nonsense. She is getting used to new activities and new friends. And for the first time in a long time, she is having a hard time. She has started 2 of the last 3 mornings in tears (although today was good, knock wood), is completely exhausted at the end of the day, and is emotional about things that normally wouldn't phase her.
As hard as it is to see her struggle, I know that she will be fine and stronger for having done it. So all I can do is give her a refuge in her home, cuddle her like the little girl she no longer is, and let her know that she is loved. So yesterday she enjoyed some pink gerbera daisies and a hot, relaxing bath in the big tub -- two of her favorite things. It was a good night.
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okay, just cried a bit. She is a such a super kid, she'll be more than just fine - she'll be great. it's amazing the flood of emotions that are triggered by memories even if they were good ones. I need to come see my goddaughter.
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