It's Friday!!! TGIF!
1. You know what I just thought about when I wrote that? Anyone else have some serious nostalgia for ABC's TGIF? Back when TV was wholesome and funny and made you feel good. I wanted to be DJ Tanner for the entirety of elementary school. I am unreasonably excited that Netflix is making a follow-up series to Full House. Just hearing the theme song takes me back. I'm sure it wasn't, but the world just seemed so much gentler and kinder when I was growing up. I'm scared to even have the TV on when my kids are in the room these days.
2. I don't know what I've done to foster such a deep and abiding love in my children (because honestly, I feel like I'm kind of mean), but the separation anxiety around here is off the hook. Seriously. None of my kids will go to the kids' classes at church on Sundays. Not a one. And at school, Jake's teacher had to peel him off of me nearly every morning last year. Though surprisingly, both he and Katie are handling school drop off really well this year. Will, however, has cried and clung to me every morning. And we've been going for 3 weeks now. And this is his 3rd year at this school (though it's the first year he's behaved this way.) I'm baffled. It is a problem. His teachers are losing patience with him, and I'm kind of beside myself about it. Neither incentives nor punishment seems to be working. We've tried pep talks and tough love. He's just developed a thing about drop off. He's fine 5 minutes later and is all smiles the rest of the day, but drop off is pure drama every morning. It's exhausting.
3. The boys are going through something right now. Some kind of phase where sleep is just not happening anymore. It is ruining my life. Night times are pretty awful. Jake has a hard time falling asleep and gets angry with us for not spending the entire evening sitting with him while he does so. Like there aren't three other kids we have to help fall asleep too. Nothing makes me madder than when my kids are self-absorbed. Fortunately my kids only tend to be selfish when it involves their siblings. Unfortunately, that makes bedtime a struggle. And anyway, this is supposed to be my child free time of the day, for unwinding and watching grown up television. Also for sneaking ice cream without having to share. Anyway, so he's angry and I'm resentful and it's just bad. But then later, one or both boys wakes up with bad dreams or growing pains or an upset stomach and winds up in our room/bed. Seriously, does the sleep thing ever get easier?! Because every year I think, now is when they just go to bed. Now is when they will start ENJOYING sleep like rational people. But no. Apparently year 6 is not that magic year. Which means, since Josh isn't even 1 yet, I have at least 5 more years of crappy sleep ahead of me.
4. The kids had dentist appointments this week. I hate going to the dentist. I have horrible teeth and rarely have an appointment that doesn't involve some kind of bad news or uncomfortable procedure. I am so scared that my children will have inherited this from me. And I just don't think I can handle it. So far we've had nothing but positive experiences, but I get a nervous stomach every time. Because, lets be honest, if they have a cavity, I'm going to blame myself. And probably, it will be my fault. So, I feel the impending doom of judgement descend upon me every time I think about my kids and the dentist. Anyway, it all went well. It was Katie's first visit though and she was incredibly difficult, in true Katie fashion. I had to hold her in my lap. She let the hygienist brush her teeth with a toothbrush just fine. But when the dentist tried to count her teeth and then paint on the fluoride stuff, it turned into a wrestling match. And my girl is strong. I know this because the pediatrician told me so once after she kicked him during an exam. It's a nuisance for appointments, but I'm glad she's a little fighter. It will serve her well in life.
5. Josh has some kind of eye infection. His eyes are clear, but there's just all this GOOP. I think I'm going to have to take him to the emergency room tomorrow. The base medical group was closed today and won't be open again until TUESDAY! So, the ER is my only option. Which means I'll take him in for an eye infection and will probably come home with some other horrible germ. But what can you do? I have to admit, I've been putting drops of breast milk in his eyes to attempt a home remedy. I know that sounds very "crunchy" and gross really, but it's worked before. Breast milk is chock full of antibodies and such. But this time I think we might need some good old Western medicine. Unless his eyes are clear in the morning. In which case you will know because I will brag endlessly. But odds are good, I will be spending Saturday morning in the ER. Starting off Labor Day weekend with a bang!
Here's hoping your weekend is at least as much fun as taking an infant to the ER!
