Monday, September 19, 2016

When the going gets tough...

Here we are at the end of another Summer. I would say Fall, but it doesn't really feel like Fall here yet. Although I have watched You've Got Mail a couple of times already and it feels like Fall so it might as well be Fall. The colors in the mountains are changing and I am hoping we can get up there to see them up close and personal before it's too late.


We had quite the eventful Summer. It was a short one(not quite 2 months) because the kid's school is transitioning from Year Round to traditional. My siblings surprised my Mom and Dad in Disneyland to celebrate their 50th wedding Anniversary and it was the best time ever. Really and truly. Everything went off without a hitch and it was two days of pure Van Wagenen family happiness.  Holly, Mindy, and I shared a hotel room with Scotty and we had such a great time. Good, good, memories. Hmm what else? We went to Bear Lake with the Thackeray family and that was Heaven. Literally, that trip helped get me out of a dark hole that I had fallen into. Figuratively speaking of course. It was beautiful, the kids LOVED spending time with their cousins and it's safe to say that now two years and counting it's going to be a very loved family tradition. Immediately after returning from Bear Lake my back decided to not cooperate and I was down for about two weeks. That first week was also the first week of school so thankfully I have a very loving husband, Mom, friends, visiting teachers, who stepped in to take care of meals and house work during that time.


The kids have great teachers this year. All three of them. As a mother you have many worries about your children, but the time they are not physically with you tends to be the most worrisome. How are they being treated? How are they treating others? Who are their closest friends? Are they good influences on them? Are they making good choices? The list goes on and on really and I have to say that is what keeps me awake at night. And as they get older that worry doesn't ever really go away. It just changes the way it manifests. And I know it only gets more difficult and complicated from here.


Savannah is involved in Ballroom at school, ballet, piano, and tumbling. But it's tumbling that she loves the very most. And she's very naturally gifted. Her ankle has been hurt on and off for the past three months and she is getting really frustrated with it. And because she's frustrated and hurting, I'm frustrated and hurting. I recently heard the phrase, "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body." It really is so true. When they have triumphs, you are on top of the world. If they are sad, it causes you to be sad.

Benjamin is currently in the throws of competition soccer and loving it. It took us awhile to get that fire burning in him but he plays well and loves it. I couldn't have hand picked his team and coaches more perfectly. Salt of the earth kind of people. Benjamin is my child that is my tester.  My smooth talker. My stubborn one.  I think his mind often times goes faster than he is able to process and respond appropriately so on most days I try to my best to be patient. And it really pays off. Patience can be exhausting though. But, he knows how to melt my butter. And for 3 years running, I have had his Primary teachers tell me how much they love and adore him.

Jacob, my 1st grade boy! He is learning and growing so fast. His whining, after 4 years, is starting to decline. He's our funny boy. The one who likes to tell a joke or tease you and tries to keep his best poker face about him. He is in his 3rd year of recreation soccer and with Benjamin's help, has become quite good. He continues to be a really good artist and pays great attention to detail. He also LOVES his kisses and snuggles and has from the day he was born.

I'm doing okay. Was diagnosed with severe obstructive sleep apnea and will be on a Cpap machine forever more. I'll keep you posted on that in the future. Signing off for now....

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