Mommin' It Up!

April 4, 2013

I’m officially a Chreaster.

Last Sunday it hit me – I’m a Chreaster.

Here it was Easter, and I hadn’t been to church since Christmas.

My family goes to church just about every Sunday, but I have gotten out of the habit of going with them. And to be perfectly honest – I was ok with that. Because here’s my dirty little secret – I really, really enjoy that hour and a half alone in my house. Once a week “me” time. Coffee, Pinterest, and CBS Sunday Morning – it’s a winning combination.

However, last week when I did actually make my bi-annual appearance, something had changed.

Kate had changed.

Somehow, while I’ve been lounging around, she’s gone from a little girl who used church time to catch up on her coloring projects to a girl who gets it. I watched in amazement as she followed along with the readings, paid close attention to the sermon, sang hymns with a strong voice, and prayed.

I was so enthralled with watching her that I couldn’t tell you one word of Sunday’s church service. But I’m sure Kate could.

I was so, so proud of her.

She’s grown so much, and I’ve missed it. I haven’t been a part of it, and I’ve been sending her a message that it doesn’t matter to me. But her faith and her spiritual development do matter to me – a lot. And, frankly, it’s time to sweep the cobwebs out of the corners of my own.

April 3, 2013April 2, 2013

Back tracking

Oh my gosh, you guys. I am tired. Tie-erd. I probably shouldn’t be writing stuff like this when I’m tired. But here goes.

For all my waxing eloquent about Jonah’s speech delay a few posts back, I have to admit I’m a little freaked out right now.

We’ve started his little developmental class with a few other kiddos, and I love it. The problem is that he doesn’t love it. Yet. I’m hoping he will get with the program soon. We’ve only been three times so far, and it’s not that he doesn’t enjoy it, it’s just that he wants to do what he wants to do when he wants to do it. He’s not so into doing what the class is doing when the class does it.

Sigh.

Along with being in a group comes…comparing him to others in the group. And I know that’s bad, bad, bad because every kid is so different, but it’s hard not to do it. And all the other kids, even though they are little, cooperate pretty well. Of course, they’ve also been in the class longer and have a clue what’s going on.

I don’t know. I just don’t think he’s going to learn anything until he cools out and stops being so stubborn and just goes with the flow. And I’ve got to figure out what I can do at home to prepare him to be a “classroom kid”.

Which seems overwhelming to me. And maybe this week, with the big kids home on spring break, isn’t the time to put all this pressure on myself. But I’m not the type who can ever let these things wait.

But I’m really, really tired. Too tired to feel the least bit competent today.

April 2, 2013