What's been happenin'
Weeks have passed here with little blogging and it's not for lack of content. It's more because I'm not sure what was on my mind has been ready to share with the entire free world. There's quite a bit I would like to write, but some of it is meant to stay private, so it will.
Jeremiah and I made the move to Tipton 2 weekends ago. I will just summarize that it has been very difficult for me to adjust. I'm certain I miss his provider and some of the other comforts and ease of the life we had built in central IL more than he and Daddy. I'm also seeing changes in him that I believe are directly related to the upheaval in his world. JT just thinks he's 2, but I see things that weren't happening before. Between me and my readers, I'm really not in love with his provider here, but for now she lives next door and it would be awkward to move him! And there weren't many other openings elsewhere that we were comfortable with.
I'm the venus part of this household. I guess it's to be expected, but I don't think any of us expected the level to which I would have difficulties with this all.
I do appreciate the opportunity to work from home. It has its isolating moments, but there are also much fewer distractions, in my opinion. I made my first trip back to CU this past week and it was like I had just been out on vacation for a while. Everyone was very welcoming! However, I am currently still cussing about the construction made possible by the fabulous stimulus package. &*)#$%!! It took me over 4 hours to get home Friday and that took a MAJOR toll on my emotions and feelings about the possible success of this arrangement. I'm now plotting out alternative, less direct, routes. This is a no travel week so it will be another new experience.
I reached out to members of the local chapter of a women's group that I belonged to in CU. The lady I spoke with brought over cookies, slush and a hug. She seems very nice but did admit that most of the group is my mother's age and older. I just noted that one women joined the group in 1946 - not exactly my peer group but a nice group of ladies, I'm sure.
We're off to meet my new OB on Thursday. I hope she's nice but its also highly unlikely she'll deliver me, unless this baby happens to come on a Thursday morning between 8 and noon. So, I'm not planning on getting too attached.
That's what's happenin' here. I should probably make some noise so my boys wake up or we'll be putting Jer to bed at midnight. Mommy needs more rest than that!
Jeremiah and I made the move to Tipton 2 weekends ago. I will just summarize that it has been very difficult for me to adjust. I'm certain I miss his provider and some of the other comforts and ease of the life we had built in central IL more than he and Daddy. I'm also seeing changes in him that I believe are directly related to the upheaval in his world. JT just thinks he's 2, but I see things that weren't happening before. Between me and my readers, I'm really not in love with his provider here, but for now she lives next door and it would be awkward to move him! And there weren't many other openings elsewhere that we were comfortable with.
I'm the venus part of this household. I guess it's to be expected, but I don't think any of us expected the level to which I would have difficulties with this all.
I do appreciate the opportunity to work from home. It has its isolating moments, but there are also much fewer distractions, in my opinion. I made my first trip back to CU this past week and it was like I had just been out on vacation for a while. Everyone was very welcoming! However, I am currently still cussing about the construction made possible by the fabulous stimulus package. &*)#$%!! It took me over 4 hours to get home Friday and that took a MAJOR toll on my emotions and feelings about the possible success of this arrangement. I'm now plotting out alternative, less direct, routes. This is a no travel week so it will be another new experience.
I reached out to members of the local chapter of a women's group that I belonged to in CU. The lady I spoke with brought over cookies, slush and a hug. She seems very nice but did admit that most of the group is my mother's age and older. I just noted that one women joined the group in 1946 - not exactly my peer group but a nice group of ladies, I'm sure.
We're off to meet my new OB on Thursday. I hope she's nice but its also highly unlikely she'll deliver me, unless this baby happens to come on a Thursday morning between 8 and noon. So, I'm not planning on getting too attached.
That's what's happenin' here. I should probably make some noise so my boys wake up or we'll be putting Jer to bed at midnight. Mommy needs more rest than that!
posted by MJ at
5:34 PM
1 Comments:
Thanks for the update. I hope the transition continues to get easier for you. You'll meet some people, it just takes some time.
As for the older women, the OB, etc...don't let age or availability inhibit you from forming friendships. Some of the most influential women in my life are already DEAD. I think older women have so much wisdom and I love to be in their company and soak up their life lessons like a sponge.
In terms of the OB, care during your pregnancy is equally as important as the delivery. And, honestly, when I was in labor, I didn't give a Da%% who got the bean out of me! I was in pain and any qualified specialist was okay in my book!!! I had a midwife that I had only met one or two times before and I didn't care!
And, as for daycare, you're a mom. You can play the MOM card whenever you need to. If you don't like your new provider just because she's not your old provider, then you're never going to find one that is "good enough." However, if there is something wrong (unsafe, dirty, etc), then pull him out. Our home provider in Hbg just lived two blocks away and I had no qualms about pulling Em when I felt that it was unsafe. It was a little awkward, but I knew I needed to do it. Em still cries some days when we drop her off, but she quickly forgets and plays all day. And it's just part of life. There will be transitions, from childhood up until death. And learning to cope is an important and fundamentally essential skill to succeed.
If you try to be perfect and have a perfect life where everything is controlled and no one ever cries and there is never "traffic" or "detours" then you are on a road to self destruction. What if the traffic is an opportunity for you to learn the backroads. For you to have a few quiet hours of drive time to see the countryside, to enjoy God's bounty? Frame it up, girl, serve it to yourself in the way that works best for you...negative thoughts will not help you recover. They will weigh you down like stones, pulling you to a place you do not want to go. A place where I have been.
As my friend says on her facebook page, "Life is too short to be a prude." I think about that a lot and realize sometimes you have to throw your hair back in the wind and just mentally decide to embrace life and have the best time you can. Otherwise, it's gonna hit you like a train and you're not going to enjoy it.
One day. One dream. One step. One task at a time.
Never give up.
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