A Corner Table in My World

With so much going on in my personal life, I guess it’s not unsurprising that I haven’t been updating.   For anyone who is aware of the particulars of my life lately, it’s probably not a surprise that I haven’t really known what to say, or how to say it. It’s hard to accept when someone that you’ve trusted breaks that trust, and betrays your best interests.  And it can become difficult to move on from that kind of... defeat? I can’t think of another word to describe it.  But as with any time of disappointment in your life, eventually you have to pick yourself up, brush the dust off and keep going. Sometimes that means making the best of a crap situation.  Sometimes that means completely removing yourself and going in a different path. And sometimes it means having the courage to do something that you’ve always wanted to do - no matter how scary, or how big it is.   I’ll be honest with you and say that I wasn’t sure, at first, if the course I was conside...

So right now there are probably a dozen other things that I should be doing.   Not only that, but I had an entirely different post written that I intended to put up and then this morning I had a little snafu.   I don’t know what else to call it without making it seem way more important than it really is so snafu is what I settled on. I mentioned a while ago that I was having problems getting Baby on the ice at skating but that I was using the “wisdom” that I’d learned from my experiences with Boy to get through them, or around them, and not completely stress myself out.   Well apparently I spoke WAY too soon. The last couple of weeks I haven’t been able to get Baby to do anything.   And I do mean anything.   I can’t get her to skate, to do gymnastics, to listen at home, to keep her clothes on… nothing.   She’s started having temper tantrums more and more frequently, she’s always been the most strong-willed of the kids even if she’s usually more sub...

The Princess -           She started grade 2 this year and it didn’t seem to be all that interesting or note worthy of a first day.  She insisted that I walk her in, so that I could find her classroom and her locker for her, and then once she knew those basics it was “see ya later mom, get lost!”  And since day one (now 2 weeks past) she hasn’t wanted my interference or my assistance going in or coming out.  Except for that one day when the Mommy (yes, me!) forgot the schedule and didn’t show up to pick the Princess up from school and she received the stressed phone call from the school - “where the heck are you mom?”           Princess also started her gymnastics program again and again, I walked her in on the first day to make sure that she got to the right place to start.  It was almost embarrassing though, because honestly we get inside and then she turns to me and s...

Here we are at the start of a new school year (grade 2 and Kindergarten for the Z’s) and we’re back to a schedule that gives us all a chance to fit in a little, wee, tiny bit of, what I like to call, “ME! Time.” And I really do mean it when I say it’s only a small amount of time.  But even that little bit of time is an awesome reprieve from the constant presence of the kids this summer.  Not that I’m complaining about not getting (or taking) an opportunity to pass them off for any appreciable time over July and August, but I’m sort of sorry that I didn’t. But now that schools back, that means that all the extra-curricular activities are starting again soon too.  The first of which is gymnastics, which starts next Monday.  And this year the Boy AND the Baby (& me) are joining the Princess in the gym.  Last year we also spent a lot of time running back and forth from the skating rink for both the Z’s lessons.  The Princess won’t be going back on th...

Maybe it's a cliche.  Maybe it's common sense.  Maybe it's wishful thinking.   Whatever it is, it is the truth.   Some days are just harder than others.  Some mornings you wake up and from the moment you open your eyes everything goes right.  There are no crying children, or broken glasses.  Missing socks and hiding backpacks are non-existent on those days.  Everything goes according to schedule, no one is late or confused or completely absentminded.... And then there are days like today.   Okay, so nothing has gone horribly, painfully wrong.  Just nothing has really gone well either.  Between the kids fighting more because they are tired and not wanting to do anything at all, and me feeling a bit sick and tired too the morning was something, well, something best forgotten. :(  The afternoon hasn't been that stellar so far either. In anycase, I guess I can only hope that tomorrow is better.  Or at...

Image via Wikipedia 7:00am - alarm goes off... hit snooze 7:15am - alarm still going off... FINALLY get out of bed 7:20am - take first sip of coffee and start feel awake less zombie-like 7:25am - have shower 7:40am - finish cup of coffee while getting dressed 7:45am - get second cup of coffee and breakfast for Zona 7:50am - make lunch for Zona 8:00am - finish getting ready - hair, clothes, brush teeth, etc. 8:10am - complete Zona's hygiene process 8:20am - pull Zack and Saphira from their beds if the shower/dryer/older sister haven't already waken them up 8:25am - start madly dashing around the house trying to get little kids ready to go, while yelling at Zona to finish getting her shoes/clothes/backpack/coat on 8:35am - pile everyone into the van for the drive to the school to drop Zona off  8:40am - drop Zona off at Grade 1 8:45am - pile out of van and go back in to the house 9:00am - start 3rd cup of coffee and get little kids breakfast 9:10am - check e-mails and log-in to ...