Do I delve once again into the depths of my own self-doubt, fear of failure, and fear of success? No, I don’t think that this lifelong battle needs to be rehashed here, once again. It is sufficient to say that I now know more about myself and my more adult coping mechanisms, and that I am pulling myself out of the quagmire. It only takes the smallest misstep to trip and fall headlong back into it.
Sleeping like a BOSS
Acelyn knows she’s the boss. I’m convinced that she’s acutely aware of how in control she is of our sleep, of the relative amounts of pain in her mother’s arms, and whether or not Nikki gets to accomplish anything while I’m at work. She then purposefully activates her cute in massive waves that leave everyone around her stunned for hours.
With Google+ coming on the scene, I’ve noticed that my social networking behavior has changed a bit. I barely visit LiveJournal, and will probably be adding those with active accounts to my RSS reader. I may even import its history here. I keep in touch on FaceBook, especially when it comes to kid updates. A lot of my extended family reads there, as well as friends that are out of town. Most of my technical and political stuffs have moved over to Google+, which seems a more intimate and friendly interaction, thanks to the structure of its circles. Twitter ends up being for announcements and retweets. Overall, I’m pleased with this setup.
Aidan and Cian in their Fall duds.
School has started again. Hunter is incredibly excited about and pleased with his new school, which is a godsend. An environment in which he can learn and not feel marginalized would be amazing. Not that he doesn’t require -all- of the attention -all- of the time to not feel marginalized, but that’s neither here nor there. While I’m getting on his case to pick up after himself, turn off lights when he leaves the room, and for the love of all that’s holy, CLOSE THE SHOWER CURTAIN, I’m silently rooting for him to blow us all away this year. That boy makes me proud.
Aidan is starting Pre-K this year, and has already butted heads with his new teacher. He loves doing homework and is very proud about which school he is going to, and that he’s going to a “big kid” school now. I think I’ll always be grumbly about him being in his other home during the week, but the stability has done him wonders. The feather in our caps of being able to do what the other family said couldn’t be done makes things a bit more tolerable.
Cian wants to be just like Aidan. He loves doing his “homework” when the other kids are doing theirs, but hasn’t yet started complaining about not being able to go to school yet. He can point out Hunter’s school as we drive past it, though. Who knows where we’ll be when he gets to school age… wherever it will be, it’ll be another fun ride.