My kids have been in school for a while now. This is K's first year and she loves Kindergarten. N is in the 2nd grade and really likes it too, for the most part anyway. The 2 of them have been going to the same school since K was 18 months old. I love that everyone there knows my kids, knows what they have gone through in the last few years and understands. That is the reason I fought to keep them there when the district tried to tell me K couldn't go there but N could.
Flash forward to the beginning of this year. I was living with my grandmother who was not in the best health. I also had just had MJ so she was pretty tiny. Every morning I would get up take care of getting grandma's breakfast and medications and get her comfy in her chair. Then it would be time to get the 2 older kids up and ready for school. Now my kids are probably the slowest kids on the planet unless it is something they really want to do. They drag their feet every morning and have to get lots and lots of reminders. After getting them ready I had to wake up MJ get her bundled up, strapped in, changed, fed. You get the picture. That's alot to do in the morning for 2 parents let alone 1!
I think this would be a good time to point out that our school district decided that this year kids need to start school a few minutes before 8 in the morning. This being said let me also tell you the school's 'drop off policy' for the children. The school grounds will not be supervised until 7:45, so you are not supposed to drop your child off before that. School starts at 7:55. No slack time, no tardy bell if you aren't there you are late period. I think this is ridiculous! You have 10 minutes to drop off your children while the other 150 parents are dropping off their children at the exact same time! It leads to traffic jams and just chaos! Thanks to their being no school bus, if you want to you can use the city bus but I refuse to put my 5 and 8 year old on a city bus alone, we are late quite a bit. And usually we are sitting in a line waiting to get close enough to drop them off. If they are late it usally isn't even by 10 minutes. But none the less they are still "tardy" and guess who is held responsible....yep me. I know that to teach them to be prompt and on time is important but wow! I just don't know how people do it alone and keep everything perfect and whatnot. I have a very hard time getting up ready, getting them up and ready fed breakfast, brush teeth, shoes, coats, back packs, car started, baby up ready fed changed all that fun stuff in less than an hour and a half! which means I should technically start waking them up at 5:30 or so so we can be ready, and out the door by 7:20 just to sit in a ridiculous line and wait and you know what...chances are...they will still be late for school....Remember..They are slow! And then that's my fault too!
I guess I am just in a bad mood today. I would love to be able to homeschool them....but honestly don't think I have the patience, and I think the social interaction they get at school is really important. I don't think I would be able to find the resources or coops that other homeschooling parents find. I don't know though...I am seriously beginning to think about it! Then they would never be late! :)
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Scariest Moment of My Life
My good friend Angel posted an Aloha Friday question on her blog today.
I would have to say the scariest moment of my life was with my Karate Kid. He was about 2 and I was pregnant with the Princess. He got ahold of some meds that were not intended for him and took them. It was "Clonidine" my stepsons mom had him on it for supposed hyperactivity, he was 4. She sent it to our house in a non childproof bottle. After having it put up all weekend, I took it down out of the cabinet to make sure it got sent home and about 30 seconds later my little boy sad "mecine icky mommy" We quickly realized that he had taken approx 10x his big brothers dose. We called poison control and she told us to rush him to the ER she was calling to let them know we were on our way. That freaked me out, not that I wasn't enough, no time to wait for an ambulance, get him there NOW! I sat with him on my lap trying to keep him awake on the ride that seemed to last FOREVER! The EMT's were waiting outside for us and rushed him in. They quickly strapped him to a papoose and started iv's and tubes to pump his stomach. I curled up in a ball in the corner on the edge of hysterics. Hearing my 2 year old baby yell and cry "Help me Mommy they're hurting me!" was just more than I could handle.
They transported him via ambulance to a different local hospital and he was admitted overnight. My mom was out of town I couldn't get ahold of her. My husband kept thinking something was more important than being with our little boy and wasn't there much. It was horrible, the worst experience of my life. I cry still thinking about how close I was to losing him. The nurse told us right before we checked out that if we would not have caught it as quick as we did he would have fell asleep and never woke up. Thank the Lord he could talk and that my friend was there because I just froze! I didn't know what to do I was in such a panic when it first happened.
He was released a day later and has no lasting damage. Thankfully he doesn't remember it now. He was TERRIFIED of gloves for a very long time after that though. I can only think it is because of the drs and nurses working on him.
That would have to be the scariest moment of my entire life. I would not wish that on my worst enemy. I love my Karate Kid and am very thankful I have him in my life still.
Oh like a week or two later he had to have stitches on his eyebrow because he is my son and ran into the bathroom sink. I handled that very, very well! lol.
What is the scariest moment of your life so far? If you are a parent, does it have something to do with your children?
It was way too much to type out in her comment section so here is my answer
I would have to say the scariest moment of my life was with my Karate Kid. He was about 2 and I was pregnant with the Princess. He got ahold of some meds that were not intended for him and took them. It was "Clonidine" my stepsons mom had him on it for supposed hyperactivity, he was 4. She sent it to our house in a non childproof bottle. After having it put up all weekend, I took it down out of the cabinet to make sure it got sent home and about 30 seconds later my little boy sad "mecine icky mommy" We quickly realized that he had taken approx 10x his big brothers dose. We called poison control and she told us to rush him to the ER she was calling to let them know we were on our way. That freaked me out, not that I wasn't enough, no time to wait for an ambulance, get him there NOW! I sat with him on my lap trying to keep him awake on the ride that seemed to last FOREVER! The EMT's were waiting outside for us and rushed him in. They quickly strapped him to a papoose and started iv's and tubes to pump his stomach. I curled up in a ball in the corner on the edge of hysterics. Hearing my 2 year old baby yell and cry "Help me Mommy they're hurting me!" was just more than I could handle.
They transported him via ambulance to a different local hospital and he was admitted overnight. My mom was out of town I couldn't get ahold of her. My husband kept thinking something was more important than being with our little boy and wasn't there much. It was horrible, the worst experience of my life. I cry still thinking about how close I was to losing him. The nurse told us right before we checked out that if we would not have caught it as quick as we did he would have fell asleep and never woke up. Thank the Lord he could talk and that my friend was there because I just froze! I didn't know what to do I was in such a panic when it first happened.
He was released a day later and has no lasting damage. Thankfully he doesn't remember it now. He was TERRIFIED of gloves for a very long time after that though. I can only think it is because of the drs and nurses working on him.
That would have to be the scariest moment of my entire life. I would not wish that on my worst enemy. I love my Karate Kid and am very thankful I have him in my life still.
Oh like a week or two later he had to have stitches on his eyebrow because he is my son and ran into the bathroom sink. I handled that very, very well! lol.
Monday, March 23, 2009
A New Beginning?
For a long time now I have thought about packing up and moving to Texas. My dad and his family live down there. Everytime I think about it I just get this feeling that I am supposed to be there. I am scared though. Scared to move and be alone, be without my best friends that I have had pretty close to my whole life. I am scared to move my kids away from their families and friends. Scared that things won't work out and that I will have to come crawling back home with my tail between my legs. Things here are not going so great for us. I can't find a good job we are living in too small of an apartment for the 4 of us. I just can't seem to get back up after my long trip down to the bottom.
Texas would be fun, it would be awesome to be close to my dad and rebuild that relationship. Close to family that I only get to see every few years if that. I am not sure what I am meant to do. How do you get past that scared stiff feeling and just pack up and do what you feel you are meant to do? Those of you who do it have my applause cause when it comes down to it....I just don't think that I can!
Texas would be fun, it would be awesome to be close to my dad and rebuild that relationship. Close to family that I only get to see every few years if that. I am not sure what I am meant to do. How do you get past that scared stiff feeling and just pack up and do what you feel you are meant to do? Those of you who do it have my applause cause when it comes down to it....I just don't think that I can!
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