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First day of Kindergarten for the boys, First day of 2nd grade for Sofia

I know that it’s been a very long time since I posted. I don’t have a very good reason for not posting, other than not feeling particularly inspired.

The summer flew by, but lots going on….

Money – The husband and I decided to file for bankruptcy. Not an easy decision, but the one that makes the most sense for us at this point. Obviously things are not great. Clearly. But they could be worse. We’re taking it one day at a time.

Marriage – Status quo. We get along most of the time, but things will never be the same after last year. At least for me.

Job for husband – Currently trying to find work, pretty much anything at this point. So discouraged here. Because we don’t want to pay child care, we’re trying to find something at night or swing shift. One day at a time.

Work – As many of you know, I came to my current place of employment after losing out to the BIG job I originally tried out for in fall of 2009

That BIG job recently opened up again. The person who held the position became very ill and over the course of about a year, it became clear she wasn’t able to come back. I was consistently encouraged by every person in management (my boss included) to apply again for that position. As the BIG BOSS had no Secretary for the better part of a year, he relied on me to help him with a variety of things. I was happy to do so as it gave me an opportunity to show him what I was capable of. Many people did not like him, but he was always very good to me. When he announced his impending retirement, I was disappointed. He had been a cheerleader for me and now, he would be gone. The decision was made that his replacement, THE NEW BIG BOSS, would select a secretary and make the final decision on this job I so desperately wanted.

So old BIG BOSS left, new BIG BOSS came and the process began. I went through the series of interviews and felt really good about everything. I had a letter of recommendation from my current boss (CBO) and the BIG BOSS. I made it to the final two, beating out someone who I considered my main competition. 

I didn’t have much time to revel in that fact as ultimately, I lost out to someone who is in a lower administrative classification than myself. New BIG BOSS chose to go in a different direction, I guess you could say, as my competitor was bilingual.  As I’d been working towards this job since 2010, to say it was a crushing disappointment doesn’t even begin to cover it. I get the bilingual thing, but it hadn’t been a requirement for the job. A Bachelor’s Degree had been, something I did have and my competitor did not.

I simmered through weeks of bitter and angry feelings toward my employer, feeling burned and defeated. It knocked me off my feet for a good 6 weeks and only recently have I begun to see clearly. I’m not perfect, but I’ve consistently performed my job well and risen through the ranks accordingly. This was my first taste of having the door slammed in my face due to politics and ya know what? Not so fun

I definitely feel differently about my job and workplace at this point. While my goal is to eventually find something better (made difficult due to generous total compensation here), at the moment I am focused on the kids. I’ve decided to embrace the fact that I don’t have a high pressure job, count my blessings and be happy that I have a job that is flexible, pays decently, provides wonderful medical coverage for my family and contributes generously to my pension. It’s hard to wrap my head around thinking about my pension, but I guess I’m at that age (20 years out) that I have to start thinking in those terms.

School – We made the very difficult decision to remove Sofia from private school so that all 3 children will attend school together. The boys were starting kindergarten and let’s be honest, we are in no position to be paying tuition. Sofia handled it better than I did. Her main concern? When can we go clothes shopping? They’re all settled in and we’re very happy with the decision. They boys love school and Sofia has a great teacher. I did decide to separate the twins, which I think is best for them but obviously harder on me. It’s a new world for me having to make sure all 3 kids have clothes to wear, 3 lunches to prepare, 3 sets of homework to oversee, etc. I am going to need a separate calendar to keep track of who’s class I am volunteering in and when. The school is moving towards a more minimal homework philosophy (emphasis on reading, reading, reading), so that works in my favor.

Weight – Not good. Not good at all. Not sure what to do about it as my plate is so full. No pun intended. I’m considering joining a gym near my house ($9 per month to go 4 days per week). Need to check it out. Need to get moving. My doctor put me on meds for high BP and I’m not sure they are working. Still having a lot of back pain due to degenerative disc and arthritis, exacerbated by weight, of course. I guess you could say I’m a hot mess.  

Sofia – Seems to be a little better, but still has an explosive temper, anxiety and several phobias. I discussed it with her primary pediatrician over the summer and he spoke to a child psychologist colleague who felt that between the family history (schizophrenia, general mental illness and anxiety disorders) and her behavior, there was more than enough there for an assessment. He gave me some names, but I’ve yet to look into it. I am hesitant to open the can of worms. For the most part, she is a happy, bright and engaged little girl. But she does display a lot of anxiety and an explosive temper. I’m sort of on the fence on what to do about it.

David – He’s a living, breathing cartoon character. Always smiling and trying to make people laugh. He’s like a 5 year old Jim Carrey with all his facial gestures and body movements. I can’t even begin to describe how animated he can be. I call him the “song and dance” man. He still can exhibit a little temper once in a while, but for the most part, is a sweet, extremely affectionate little boy.

William – A dream child. Innately good, he just wants to follow the rules and have things in order. For the most part, he doesn’t complain, picks up when he is supposed to, eats when he’s supposed to, follows directions. He makes things easier for me and thank god one of them does. Quiet and reserved and not overly touchy feely, he’s always thinking. It’s pretty evident he’s going to be a little heartthrob, with his enormous brown eyes, thick shock of hair and beautiful olive skin, but don’t let him hear you say that. If you even whisper that he is cute or handsome, he flips out. One thing William does not like is attention. Negative, positive, doesn’t matter, he doesn’t want it. I guess you could say he is humble. Steve says he will probably be a priest. He’s joking, sort of.

All the kids are now going to catechism. I know that’s not what it’s called anymore, but that is what I call it. They go every other Sunday after mass, so that means I have 3 hours to myself. Talk about a dream come true. It doesn’t get much better.

I think that’s about it for the last 6 months. I’ll probably try to upload some photos and for god sakes, try to post regularly – if there are any readers left!! If you are still out there, please post and let me know.





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So, it’s been a while since I updated this blog. Months. Since I started my blog in 2007, I never thought I’d go this long without an update. Truth be told, 2012 has not been a great year thus far. I’ve spent the past 4-5 months trying to keep my head above water, so not a lot of time or mental fortitude to write anything inspired. But in the end, this blog has been my creative outlet, so I am going to attempt to return to writing, with some regularity, starting today.

So what the *hell* have we been doing the past 5 months? Oh, lots. Let me break.it.down.

The marriage:
Nothing new there. I’m still bitter about last year’s near-indiscretion and not sure I’ll ever get over it. Also quite resentful about the financial situation and carrying the burden of responsibility for our family of five. It’s something I feel the weight of every minute, every second of every day…I can never forget that I have 3 little people depending on me to feed, clothe and love them, keep them safe. I’m not saying I’m doing anything spectacularI know tons of single moms do this and thrive – but I’m not technically a single mom and the resentment I feel for my husband is hard to get past at times. I’m trying. He’s trying. We all are.

I did finally come clean with my brother about how dire our financial situation is and while I expected him to judge (he has before), he didn’t. Inside he may have been, but he only offered support and love, which was much needed and welcomed. We had a chance to reconnect a bit and that meant the world to me.

My mental health:
It varies. Some days I’m fine, but other days, I am fighting back panic attacks and tears most of the day. Thank god for Klonopin, that’s all I can say.

When it rains, it pours:
A few weeks back, we had both cars give us problems. The van needed front end work, so not drivable on the freeway. The other car wouldn’t start. Got a new battery and still wouldn’t start. It was probably the lowest point of this year for us, by far. I barely had money to buy groceries and here I have 2 cars non-functional at the same time. A co worker drove me to work all week and by the grace of god, a mechanic up the street diagnosed it as an electrical problem and fixed it, free of charge. We still need front end work on the van, but it can be driven around town (Steve doesn’t need to go far now that the kids are out of school) but at least one car works. Last week, our refrigerator stopped keeping food cold. So we are currently keeping all of our food in the freezer. This happened last year and cost $250 to fix. I’m going to try a 48 hour defrost, but haven’t had a chance. Last week, Sofia swallowed a polished quartz stone about the size of a nickel. It has yet to pass through. So, after work, I am going to take her to after care as I won’t be able to rest until I do.

Where to start? I have tried for several different positions lately and for a variety of reasons involving politics and a cuthroat job market, have not gotten any of them. I’ve come close, but no cigar. There’s one left, so we’ll see. Being involved in such competitive job searches has shaken my confidence a bit. Then again, maybe I’m not meant to leave here. Maybe I’m meant to stay in this position as it offers me flexibility. Maybe the universe knows I can’t handle a high pressure job with 3 small children. Maybe, maybe, maybe. Who knows. I feel like something is keeping me here and pretty soon, will stop fighting it and get on my husband’s ass to do something.

Not great, obviously. I am still working on the side for the German, but there have been a few dry spells in there that were scary for me. I have gotten behind on a few things, but somehow always manage to make the payment in the end. People (who know the real deal) comment on how the hell I am doing it on my salary and I have to tell you, I have no idea. I have to go out there and hustle and let me tell you, this is not in my nature – not even close. I would rather stay home and watch Real Housewives repeats. But I am a mama bear and if hustling is what I need to do to put food on the table, this is what I will do. (and by hustle, I mean, actively seek out work, actively seek out new positions, sell myself, etc.)

She is as challenging as ever. In fact, while the boys become less challenging, she becomes more challenging. The past few months have consisted of daily battles, tantrums, oppositional behavior, exhausting everyone in her wake. All that said, since school let out, she is bored, but much more manageable. I think she’s getting more sleep and that’s a huge difference. She does go to bed early during the school year, but I think the getting up early and pressures of school and all that goes with it takes a lot out of her. Who knows, maybe my little princes will become beasts when they start school as well. When she is in her “normal” state of mind, she is the most articulate, engaging, bright and loving little girl you’d ever want to meet. It’s the times when she’s not in her regular state of mind – head spinning around a la Linda Blair, tantruming, screaming, kicking and acting out – that is so concerning. I’ve talked to her pedi, who talked to a child psych and because of my own family history, her anxiety and vomiting phobia (think I’ve mentioned this before), they feel she is symptomatic enough for an evaluation. So, just trying to process that and see how to move forward. One day at a time.

He is my little prince. Selfless, adorable, loving, smart, creative. Steve likes to joke that he is going to be a priest and I can’t say that I disagree. Whenever I take him out, if he buys something for himself, he always thinks of his brother and sister. Would they think of him in the same way? Probably not. He is the first to clean up, listen to what I say, make his bed, and fall in line. He’s a kind, selfless child and I am so thankful that one of them is like this.

David has come a long way in the past year. He burst out of his shell and loves to make people laugh. We joke that he’s a “song and dance” man as he loves to dance around to Michael Jackson and do air guitar. He’s quite petite for his age, so people always laugh when they see him do this stuff. He’s also quite a terror on his bike. He’s been riding w/no training wheels since he was 4, so when people see this little guy who looks 3, tearing it up on his bike, they stare in amazement. It’s awesome! He’s a bundle of energy, but he makes me laugh and smile on a daily basis. He’s always telling me I look pretty, even when I have just woken up (which I can assure you, is not my prettiest moment). He’s truly a doll.

I think that brings us up to speed with how I’ve spent the past 4-5 months. Things are hard, but could be worse. The kids are happy, despite it all. They do ask for things that we can’t afford, and that is hard, but they do seem to “get it” after a while. We had a very generous and kind friend treat us to a Disneyland trip in February, all expenses paid – stayed at the Disneyland hotel. That didn’t suck.

There are no summer camps in our summer, but I’m lucky to have them spending time at home, playing in the yard, their dad at their disposal, just like I did as a kid. I think summer camp is great and god knows, I wish I could send them to some, but I never had camp growing up (and neither did any of my friends) and we managed to get by just fine. It’s going to be ok. My husband may lose his mind, but it’s going to be okay.

The good news, the godmother is taking Sofia and me away this weekend to a resort. I’m a little nervous about leaving the boys (guilt), but am hoping this is a time for relaxation and to put aside my troubles and enjoy a cocktail or two. Or five. We shall see. Sofia has been quite good this week, so I’m cautiously optimistic.

Hopefully, this will be the first of many blog posts to come!

A pictorial history of what we’ve been up to the last 5 months!!

My favorite pic of the kids this year

Sofia teaching Geography

My silly boys at their 5 year old doc appt – complete with boy move hand in pants

Hearing test

Doing what they do

Tee ball

Impromptu trip to Disney in February (treated by friends)

Got SOfia’s haircut for a birthday party

Just another day at the park

Sofia bridging to Brownies

The kids trying to convince me a new kitten is just what we needed in our lives

Sofia being Sofia

Will after buying items for his brother and sister, with his own quarters, after buying something for himself

Sofia flying a kite with her 8th grade buddy on their 1st grade/8th grade end of the year picnic

Will running for base

Playing with the cousins

Sofia’s bowling birthday party

Sofia and her godmother at the park

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I’m back! Update on life

I have been the suckiest blogger the past six months for a combination of reasons.

I got a new smartphone (free, after writing a letter of complaint to Sprint) that I now use to surf the web and check email.

Our wireless hasn’t been working at home for a few months now, so having to sit tethered to a desk (when I do this all day at work) doesn’t hold much appeal to me.

Mostly, I haven’t had much to say that is vastly different from what I’ve said in the past. Things are not good, but I guess they could be worse. There is food on the table, there is electricity, there is gas in the car. The kids are happy.

Update on life?

Christmas break was up and down. I was off work for 2 weeks, this was good. It was nice to spend some real, unscheduled time with the kids on a daily basis. Granted, it wasn’t easy, but I feel lucky that I have a job where I’m able to take this kind of break.

The weather has been divine, that helped too. Cold nights and warm, spring like days. The kids spent every day outside, riding bikes or going to the park. I was able to catch up on sleep and recharge my battery a bit.

Sofia and Will both learned to ride their bikes with no training wheels. David learned as well, but he’s a little gun shy, so we put them back on for him.

We finally, finally, finally got all 3 kids sleeping in the same room!! After 4 years! I promised Sofia I’d get a bunk bed when she slept in the room with the boys, I had to follow through. I found a very inexpensive one from Walmart and it’s working out fine.

I had some wonderful family and friends help me out financially during the holidays, this was good. I have a lot to be thankful for, no question. Thanks for some incredibly generous friends, my children had a fabulous Christmas. They received razor scooters, trucks, dolls, arts and crafts and aforementioned bunk bed. Not too much, not too little, just the right amount.

Sofia continues to be a handful. I am beginning to think that things are never going to get easier with her, that her and I are headed into a very complicated, lifelong, mother-daughter dynamic. I adore her, but we butt heads constantly. It’s Taurus vs. Taurus.

Financially, things are about the same. My second job hasn’t needed me since early December, so the past 6 weeks have been difficult – to say the least. I do struggle to get by and quite frankly, not sure how we would have gotten through the holidays were it not for the help of friends. It gets old getting by on fumes, let me tell you. I finally came clean to my sister in law about our situation as I was tired of pretending that all was well. She was surprisingly understanding about it. At least to my face.

We’re looking into filing bankruptcy$ and this is scary new territory for me. It’s all in the midst of being figured out. I’m trying to be positive about the future, realizing it could be so much worse. One day at a time.

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…A place I never thought I’d be.

I’ve always felt like an outsider, this is nothing new. I have put on a good façade many times, but truth be told, I have never felt like I fit in, anywhere.

Lately, our home situation (3 wild kittens and living hand to mouth) have prevented us from having much of a social life. Going out with them is mostly overwhelming. We’re excluded from many family social events. I know that the majority of that is because of the unique chaos our little tribe brings to the mix. Most people can’t deal with it, don’t know how to deal with it and don’t want to deal with it. I get it. It stings, but I get it.

The result? I feel more of an outsider than ever before, retreating into solitude and depression. I’m definitely aware of it, so that is good, but it is there. The fact that several immediate family members have succumbed to depression and reclusiveness in middle and old age is a fact not lost on me. I’m trying to keep it in check.

I watch all of the financial system protests with mixed feelings. I am all about going after the big banks as – IMO – they p;ayed an integral part in the Great Recession. I certainly lived within and benefitted from that world for 12 years, when things were good. I am aware of how much of a bubble we were all living in. Shame on all of us for not taking the term “bubble” as seriously as we should have.

While I support the core of the OWS movement wholeheartedly, I feel lucky to have a job (two jobs) and am generally too busy working at them (and herding kittens) to participate in protests. It’s unfortunate that this sort of thing brings out the fringe, which the media of course focus on, dilluting the message.

But back to my own reality.

I’ve come a long way, but it really changes a person, to live hand to mouth. There is a domino effect as I retreat into myself as self preservation mechanism.

I don’t talk in depth with my chidren’s godmother as there are too many uncomfortable, prying questions about why S. doesn’t have a job and other intimate details of my life.

I don’t talk in depth to my sister in law much because I’ve cut way back on her taking care of my boys (twice a month, just to give Steve a break) due to money and that also makes things weird with her husband (my brother). It gets tiresome fielding questions and judgements about S. not working. When you haven’t found work in 2 years, you tend to stop looking. Right now, he’s home taking care of the kids. Let it go.

I don’t talk in depth to my other sister in law because they are living a very different life than we are and she doesn’t seem terribly interested in our lives. She is a overall a good person, but her husband (S’s brother) is kind of a douche.

I don’t socialize with friends much because I can’t ever justify using “extra” money to spend on frivolous things like movies and dinners out. There are always gas and groceries to buy. Plus I feel like so many of my friends think of me as living on Venus, quite frankly.

What once was a large part of my life, entertaining, is non-existent. Kind of hard to entertain without disposable income. Yes, it’s possible, I suppose, but it would require effort that I don’t particularly feel like expending.

I feel like an outsider in my own life, if that makes any sense. Mostly, I’m just plain old feeling sorry for myself. I guess that’s ok.

it’s disappointing that there has been more kindness and support from friends and acquaintances than my own “family,” but it is what it is.

I should know better than to have expectations in that department. The problem is, I want more for my kids. I have always wanted to give them what I didn’t have growing up and more and more, this is looking to not be the case.

I am always looking for the life lessons that these challenges present. I think I have a handle on some of them, but not all. I’m tired of living like this. I just wish there was a light at the end of the tunnel, something to hope for. Not to sound melodramatic, but just needing to vent.

And Julie, don’t worry about me, I’m fine. Honestly. Just frustrated.

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So, it’s been a while.

Lots happening, some good, some not so good.

Finances- Not good. Had our hot water heater go out and went without hot water for about 5 days. Thanks to the kindness of a good friend, we now have a new hot water heater. The old one was 18 years old, so I’d say we got our money’s worth.

In the midst of the hot water heater debacle, I had my car broken into and my purse stolen. They took everything in my purse, including $200 I had been planning to buy groceries with. I came pretty close to having a panic attack when I found my car broken into, I’m not going to lie. I hate that I left the kids see my fear, my distress, but it was in the moment and I it was not a good one. Again, fortunately, through the kindness of friends, we made it through the week.

It was a challenging week, to say the least.

That is our lives these days, living day to day – forget paycheck to paycheck. Will we have enough money for groceries and gas this week? This is our reality. Somehow, it always seems to come together, but when major shit blows up, I begin to come undone.

I continue to work for the German for 5-8 hours per week, which basically pays for most of my gas or groceries or anything extra, if there is a need. Of course, there are the weeks she does not need me, does not call me. Those weeks are very difficult.

And don’t get me started about the holidays. It’s going to be a lean, lean Christmas this year. I got the American Girl catalog in the mail and started having palpitations.

School – Good. Sofia is thriving at the new school. She has lots of new friends and is excelling academically. I couldn’t be any happier there. I was able to attend a field trip recently and am getting to know the other families. The school and church community has exceeded my expectations tenfold. Sofia is in girl scouts, learning how to be a responsible citizen and making friends.

Sofia has latched on single white female style to her “buddy” – an 8th grade girl who is assigned my daughter as sort of an ambassador. Sofia constantly talks about her buddy, what she said, did, ate, if she is sick, whether she was at school that day, etc. I recently found out that the buddy is on the student council, in charge or marketing and PR. I now get Sofia’s obsession. She’s been given the hook up to probably one of the most popular girls in 8th grade and it’s like she died and went to heaven. I figure this girl is a good role model, so I encourage the obsession.

Healthy – Not good. Due to my weight, I feel like an old woman most of the time. So weary, overstressed and exhausted. I have no one to blame but myself. High stress and constant exhaustion are making it hard to feel motivated to do much about it, but I do have to wonder what kind of toll this weight and stress is taking on my internal organs.

The Boys – They are now attending a free playgroup every week for 2 hours. It’s focus is kindergarten readiness and Steve had to be there, but it’s free. They attended today for the first time and loved it, natch. They’re also going to attend catechism on Sundays for 1.5 hours, so I think that will be beneficial to them as well.

That’s it from here. I need to write more regularly. I just don’t feel particularly insightful at the moment. Maybe someday I’ll get back there.

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Wow, I’ve really just dropped off the blogging radar. Haven’t meant to, just a lot going on and exhausted most of the time. Then my mouse stopped working and I just stopped going online when I wasn’t at work.

Kids – Sofia is doing great at her new school, but I’m at times overwhelmed with the homework, commitments, volunteering, remembering to do xyz at abc times. I have Google calendar synced to my phone, but I still live in constant fear of forgetting something. And this is with only one child in school!! ARGH! While she is doing great and soaking it all in, the schedule transition has been rough, rough, rough. There have been a few really bad episodes with Sofia that have taken me to the limit of where I personally can go as a parent. She has almost violent outbursts when in this mode and I half expect her head to spin around like Linda Blair. I am not exaggerating, she becomes a different person. Fortunately, she does seem to be settling in and the episodes are less frequent now.

We haven’t formally started home schooling the boys, but I’ve started working with the boys more on their letters and numbers, doing little exercises, etc. I did get a few little desks at my district’s surplus sale last week, so that was a major score!

I also got a used bike for David off Craigslist over the weekend. Another major score!

I continue to have crappy back pain that is becoming quite chronic. I know that 60% of it is weight related, but honestly I’m usually working so much and trying to remember all of the things I need to remember, I don’t see where working out is going to fit in my lifestyle. Something has to give there, sooner than later. I keep saying that….

The marriage. Well, what can I say. No improvement there. I mean, we take a few steps forward and then fifteen backwards. Lots of financial stresses and exhaustion on my part adding to the equation. This does not make for a very patient and loving spouse or parent.

I keep hearing about the “Lost Generation” of this Great Recession (really bordering a depression, in my opinion) and feel like screaming at the tv – Right here! Preaching to the choir! The only consolation in all of this is that I’ve learned how to get by with much less, but I don’t do well with not being able to get my highlights done, travel, take my kids out to dinner. Forget paycheck to paycheck, we’re living day by day at our house.

Despite all of this bleckiness, I’m not having too much anxiety. It comes and goes, but for the most part, I’m doing ok, all things considered.

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So it’s been a while since I blogged. Right now, I’m in the midst of first day of school prep, getting ready for the start of the year at work and trying to figure out how to home school the boys for Pre-K.

The past few weeks have been a bit insane and only going to get more insane as the first day of school approaches.

In the past week, I made the very difficult (for me) decision to pull both boys from Pre-K this year. Obviously, Steve still does not have a job and I was not able to find any financial assistance for the program, or any other program that we qualify for. We are in that shitty position of making just too much money (according to eligibility charts) to qualify for level of aid.

We are not on welfare and don’t belong to Calworks, which would automatically qualify us for daycare/preschool aid. I do not make a great base salary by any stretch (benefits make up for it), but it’s certainly not at the poverty level, which it would need to be to qualify for that type of aid.

I’ve gotten to the point where I’m starting to accept that maybe it’s meant to be for Steve to stay home and take care of the boys this year. I’m not saying that he won’t be looking, or I don’t want him to find a job, but it just seems like we’re beating our head against the wall. Maybe it’s time to focus on the boys and the fact that Daddy is going to have to home school them for Pre-K.

They are actually doing quite well and judging by the developmental level of many of the kids in my daughter’s Kindergarten class last year, I’m not terribly worried. They know many letters, can almost write their name and can draw really well. They are figuring out many things these days, are very social (and obviously have each other) and love to spend lots of time outdoors. They ask questions about anything and everything, like little sponges. I think they’re going to be fine without a formal Pre-K environment. Whenever they are in large groups of children, they listen, get in line, etc. and seem to have all that figured out.

But still. There’s guilt that I can’t afford for the 2 of them to go to full time Pre-K. Not with Sofia going private. And yeah, don’t ask me what will be on the table next year…we’re taking it one day at a time around here.

I will say that I finally explored speech therapy for Will at our public district, so if does qualify, that may necessitate the boys having to go to the public school as obviously the private school doesn’t offer services like this. We’ll see. His stutter is the same as it has been for 2 years, no better, no worse. The problem is he really has to get talking to hear it and he’s not big on talking with strangers. I’m sure the ST would know how to get words out of him, make him comfortable.

In any case, here we are. Sofia starts parochial school next week and there are a million things to do between now and then. And if anyone out there has any great resources for home schooling Pre-K curriculum, I’d love for you to share.

And as far as Steve and I, things are ok. Not great, but better.

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