We spent all week sick. Poor Julianna started running a fever and kept it up all the way thru until Friday. Just in time for me to come down with the same cold. We did nothing, went nowhere, had no fun adventures, Jessie and Sam watched WAY too much netflix, we slept too much and had nothing fun at all ever.
But onward and upward… so the girls went back to school today. Sam went back to homeschooling. It occurs to me that we are more than halfway thru this school year at this point, and I’m thinking a lot about what the future holds for all three of them.
With Jessie, her education plan is set. We’ve got no plans on changing schools, and the main focus over the next year and a half will be on scholarships for college. She’s got big dreams, and all of them involve a LOT of education, and that’s going to involve a ton of money. She’s planning out what AP classes she wants to take next year, thinking about extra curricular activities and I feel like, with Jessie, at least, we’re in good shape. Physically, we’re dealing with the Osgood Schlatter condition, and the sleep problems. Oh, the sleep problems. My girl doesn’t sleep well anymore. She wakes up all the time, and has trouble falling back asleep. We’ve tried melatonin, and a prescription from the doctor, but it hasn’t really helped.
For Sam – there are still a lot of questions. Not in terms of his education, exactly. He’s thriving in homeschooling, we’re moving quickly thru Level Five of Build Your Library, almost done with the elementary portion of Life of Fred, and while there are still areas where he needs to improve (specifically in terms of writing and reading), I’ve got ideas on how to work around them. The obvious challenge for Sam is the vision aspect – while he’s literate and CAN read, it’s hard for him to see the letters, which makes it harder for him to be able to sound out the word, so he guesses based on length and starting and ending letter. We’ve got an appointment with his pediatrician tomorrow for his yearly physical,and I’m hoping to get some answers about finding him the support he needs, in terms of Orientation and Mobility training, and if I can get it outside of the school system. I’m also concerned about the amount of sleep that kid needs, he sleeps more than the other two girls.
With Julianna – in many ways, she’s thriving. She loves school, mostly, and is doing really well when she’s there. Elementary school is easier for her than it was for the older two. She’s got the academic ease that Jessie had, combined with the social ease that Sam had. She’s definitely got a tinge of the anxiety that plagued both of them, but it’s not as hard core. I still feel really conflicted about Flagg Street, and nowhere near as certain as I’d like to be about what to do with her going forward. She’s doing well, academically and socially, there, and I think she’s on the same path that Jessie was on. And if I can get her into GSA, I know she’d thrive there. But do I want to keep her at Flagg Street on the chance that she’ll be able to go to GSA in 6th grade? Or should I think about private school – there’s a private Jewish school in Framingham that looks amazing. Of course, it’s in Framingham, which means she’d be out of the house all day, every day, from probably 7-4. I struggle with 8:30-2:30. Homeschooling is always an option – but she’s got so many friends at school, and she loves that aspect. Homeschooling Sam is going to make homeschooling a lot less social – he fights it so much. Although I might have an easier time getting him to doing social things if I had Julie as well. ARGGGG! I don’t know. Seriously – I don’t know what the right decision is.
So there are still questions and nothing is settled. But Marc is doing great at his job, and loves it. He’s happy and busy and I miss him terribly, but he’s really a perfect fit for this position. I love not working – and being able to settle in and focus on the kids and what they need. Lizzie Beth is still a holy terror, but she’s housebroken, and still eating everything in sight. She’s barking and jumping and running all over the place, but so full of love and sweetness.
I don’t take any of this for granted – and there’s a part of me that still waiting for the other shoe to drop. But the reality is that we’ve come a long way since the accident, and it’s possible that there is no other shoe. I’m probably still going to watch for it, though, just in case.