things are never terribly easy. There's always more than one thing going on.
Let's recap:
We have to sell this house and get it ready for that.
We have to move to WA, and find some place to live there. (That's really one thing.)
I am going to look at houses all by myself in WA during June. (This is good. I think.)
School has 6 more days for the boys.
We're going to my younger brother's wedding this weekend.
The Wiz has been officially diagnosed with ADHD and we're working on finding medication that will help him. (YES, HE NEEDS IT. I shouted on purpose.)
Game Boy is starting to see the scary parts of moving.
The Wiz is talking about missing all of his doctors.
I'm wondering where all this stuff came from.
My classes are going well, but we're already half way through. How did that happen?
We finished soccer.
Choir is nearly finished.
The donut spare seems to not be calming down this time. If she continues her behavior, I might crate her.
Murfy isn't doing well.
The birds know it's spring.
We're eating fresh radishes and lettuce. Organic, even.
I'm tired. The Collar is tired. The boys are tired. Maybe once school's out...yeah, right. Officially, we are doing NOTHING this summer but move and mini camp because, that's like, easy. Hah.
Tomorrow, I'll write something cheerful, and upbeat. No, I'll just post pictures of peonies. That's even better. :)
5 comments:
Good luck finding meds that work for the Wiz! My best friend was diagnosed as an adult (though he never would've gone so long without a dx if he were a kid now) and though he had learned to cope, he needed meds when he went blind. Sometimes they really are the best thing!
Good luck with the move, too - we just moved from Florida to Texas, and it's no fun!
Before my oldest son was diagnosed with ADHD I was one of those who believed it was just horrible that anyone would drug their child, teachers needed to be more creative in teaching the ADHD child, yadda, yadda, yadda. He has been on meds for 3 years now. We saw an immediate improvement with his grades, and his ability to interact with his peers. He can still be rather intense and "in your face", but that's just when he gets excited about something! Don't let anyone make you feel guilty about doing what you feel is best for your child. Opinions can change, mine did.
Sometimes meds ARE the answer. I hope the next few weeks go smoothly. Tell Pat I love him and congrats.
Hang in, Mama. Things will be ok. (and the Peonies are gorgeous!)
Love the peonies. I hope to have some one day. Wishing you the best with all the moving stuff & changes.
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