Another day in paradise

Today was my day to help out in Madison’s class.  It was fun in a strange way. I am not nor have I ever claimed to be a lover of all children.  I do enjoy seeing my baby with her peers, she is such a big girl, confident, strong and proud.  She seems to enjoy my being in the class and there is nothing more important to me than being there for my girls.

When I got home I decided to take a walk, clear my head a bit.  Although I am trying not to think too much about the pending biopsy, it is lingering in the back of my head.  The weather here is unseasonably warm.  It was nice to be out.  The breeze was a bit chilly but with iPod going it really did feel great to walk.  At one point I felt like Forrest Gump, once I started going I did not want to stop.forrest-gump-hippie-running

The girls were able to go outside to play for a little while after school which was also very nice.  I cooked out on the grill which is just crazy in the North East in January.  The day all in all was not too bad, calm and nice.  Then came dinner when my 6-year-old informed me that I did not have a “real” job.

Interesting even at that age the societal message has gotten through.

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Testing my patience

As I sat watching television last night it hit me that I had never heard from the doctor about the ultrasound results.  I guess that whole try not to worry thing must be working because amazingly I totally forgot about it.  I added it to the to do list for today, I called first thing this morning.  I received a call back within 20 minutes only to be told that since I see the doctors in the second office my file is at that office and they would not be in there until after 4:30.

At 4:40pm this afternoon I called and spoke to a rather short, rude person who seemed annoyed that I would be bothering her for such information.  SHe proceeded to tell me that they would normally not have such a report so quickly since I had just had the test performed Friday.  I told her I received a call in under 24 hours the first time and this was a follow-up.  She put me on hold and returned to inform me that indeed the report was sitting on the doctors desk, that the doctor was not in yet and that after seeing patients she would get to it.

take-a-breathIn my continued effort to remain calm, I hung up and went about my evening waiting for a call.  At about 8 pm of course not receiving one, I called the office which of course….was closed.

I am more than a little annoyed!  I will take a breath and call in the morning.  I will continue to have positive thoughts but can not promise to continue staying calm!

I suddenly feel very old

Dinner conversation with the girls when their father is not around is never boring.  When he is at the table things tend to be a bit more subdued but tonight he had a conference call and was in his office.   Before we sat down to dinner, Madison and I downloaded a few read along books to her iPad.  While at dinner I asked her if she had listened to them and if they were good.  She looked me in the eye and began to explain that yes, the book about the Hamsters was very good.  There was a boy and a girl hamster who grew up together, and over time fell in love got married and began to fight crime together.

Somewhat stunned, I finished chewing my chicken.  In my head I thought that I should really do a better job and reviewing things before downloading them for my 6-year-old.  The pictures seemed very cute and gave no clue of the crime fighting career.  As I finished a small drink of my water I looked at Madison, who herself was now chewing and asked simply “Really?” At this simple question both of my children laughed at me.  Madison once again looked me in the eye and said, “of course not Mom, I have not even looked at that one yet.”

Megan, as if seizing an opportunity to pounce on me while I was off-balance, proceeds to tell me that all of the kids in her class will have boyfriends/girlfriends by sixth grade. I turned my head slighty to my 8-year-old and asked why she would say such a thing.  She proceeds to explain to me that there were already 3 “relationships” in her class although one was “rocky”.  No no no!

My answer to both was simple, get dressed we are going to Karate!

I suddenly feel very old!