Monday, July 31, 2006

I'm still Not writing things down

Occasionally, I forget things. You know, like my train of thought, or what I decided to cook for dinner, or what the next thing I was supposed to be doing, and sometimes, like now, what I am supposed to be writing about. See I have a wonderful lists of topics that I would like to write on, [because I can't just sit down and write when I want to], because someone (the kids or my husband, or my mom) always needs me to do something or play something, fix a tent or have a picnic, pay a bill, pick up some drycleaning, something. Well I am always forgetting something unless I write it all down. And today has not been a good day for writing things down.

First of all I woke up late, which meant everybody got up late. It was a bit after 8 o'clock, and The Three Year Old is supposed to be at preschool (which is at a friends house)at 9 am. Well we were late, which meant we were not exactly on time for The Five Year Olds dentist appointment, which was at 10:00 (we were only 2 minutes late, and they give a fifteen minute grace). Thank God for grace. Well, we were there longer than I would have liked, and got news I really didn't want to hear. (Point of note: this is a pediatric dentist, who was referred by our family dentist where she usually goes)
Okay..The child has five- count them, 1,2,3,4,5 cavities. Now I knew she had one (1)that definitely needed a filling. Then there were two (2) that the [family] dentist wanted to watch. Alright 1+2=3, not at the pediatric dentist, remember he said she has five (5). So there are a couple of issues, someone's x-ray machine is on the blink or, our insurance (thank goodness we have it) is paying someone too much to not be doing a better job. Well I'm going with the latter and switching the kids dentist.

At any rate, it took so long at the dentist, (because we had to go over the procedural options, and I had to ask a thousand questions), we were late to pick up The Three Year Old. Well that sucked. Finally we arrive home and, (no one fell asleep in the car), before I can put the bags, my keys or the baby down; The Five Year Old states again that she is hungry. And if I hadn't mentioned it before, (because I forgot the write it down), she had been doing this the whole while at the dentist office. Granted she'd only had cereal before we left the house, and it had been a while since she'd last eaten; (because I hadn't anticipated being at the dentist forever), I didn't pack a snack. I wouldn't have done it regardless. I know it's a dentists job to look in peoples mouths, but I'm sure they don't want to see your food while they are. Snacks are definitely out of the bag on dentist day.

Finally my hands are empty and everyone has the snack of their choice. The baby is quiet and I say to myself "I can write now". [My husband and I have just about always been psychically linked.] So at approximately the exact same time he calls and asks me to do something. What it is I don't remember now, nor did I recall when he called me about an hour later to see if I had actually carried out said tasks. All because of course "I'm still not writing things down."

Of course the baby is crying now, so I must go and comfort her. However this is the end of this entry because- ding!ding!ding!- (you got it), I lost my train of thought. It actually happened about 5 interruptions ago, but I persevered with the hope that I would eventually get back on [track]. However I have not, so I'll just say goodbye.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

kids say the darndest things part 1

I have taken a new approach to helping my children to learn...leave them alone. Occassionally I have the tendency to making the learning experience more of a chore, so I have starting giving them a task and then going off and doing something of my own until they have had time to accomplish said task. Well its working for all parties involved. The kids seem less stressed about what they are doing and they perform better than when I am peering over their shoulders and correcting every minor imperfection. It may help that I am also praising their work more often now, even when I don't consider it perfect.

Heck they are only five and three if I push to hard now, they may not enjoy it later. My five year old already laments that she does not want to learn to read; even though she already can, she just doesn't know it. Let me explain that a little better. She knows her sight words, and she can read them when they are together, She just doesn't want to. I love to read. Her dad is always reading. We read to them everynight. We go to the library all the time. But she doesn't want to read, what gives? I don't have a clue, but I do know this. She listens.

This summer The Five Year Old's objectives have been to listen, and be patient. We're still working on the latter. Well the other day, the girls were working on their homework when The Three Year Old says "I'm frustrated". (She was supposed to be tracing the letter S). Being the good, relaxed, reassuring mom that I am, I say, "You can do it, just follow the lines", at which point she hangs her head in defeat. Well The Five Year Old steps up and says "I have a surprise for you if you do your work." (Yes bribery is used as a learning aid occassionally). In turn The Three Year Old says "is it chocolate?"
"Is it gum?"
I'm thinking- is this really happening before my very eyes? Yes, yes it was. Well I get up and leave the room to go do something else and when I return the S's are complete. I think "wow!" Then I ask if The Three Year Old did them, and her sister says "No, I did." and skips off.
Well at least the letters got done.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Starting Over

Hello all,

Well, well, well. Have you ever decided you were going to do something and then never quite got around to it. Say for example, starting a blog about a business you are starting to create more buzz about it. Well I have. I created a blog to talk about jewelry when I first decided that I was going to seriously pursue selling my jewelry as a business. I have yet to post one entry on my other blog. Well "la-dee-da" you say.

The impetus for this entry well, I'm back home for one, so my kids are back on schedule and I can work while they are asleep. But the real reason. I joined a group to help support me in my endeavors to actually see my business succeed, and a fellow member sent some links that she thought would be of interest to me. One in particular I checked out thoroughly. I clicked all the links on that particular site to see, who did what, when and how. Well, to my surprise, one of the wonderful write-ups about this young ladies jewelry was on another blog on this site. It just so happens that it was posted the same day that I created my jewelry blog (which I have yet to do anything with). That sounds like Karma kicking.

So now I am starting over. Cleaning the slate and rebuilding, not that there was much to knock down.

Oddly enough, I am starting over at home also. My oldest will be going to Kindergarten, and that is going to be an interesting experience. A new school year always feel s like a fresh start to life, even though school begins in fall, when everything is starting to die. (Not to be morbid.) The whole time I was pregnant and deciding to do the business, it felt like not only was I birthing my child, but this business idea as well. Now I want to give it the best start that I can so that it will be around long term. Just like my daughter going to school I want her to have the best start possible so that she will like school, and do well.

I'm always telling my oldest daughter to be patient, I should have been listening to myself, doing things right the first time so I wouldn't have to start over. But here I am. Not upset or disappointed, just going forward.

I took a break from my online research today to talk to my daughter about my desires for my business and I think she understood. All I want is to be successful, so that I can leave a legacy for them ( my girls). And sometimes to do that you have to step back, reassess and Start Over.

Here's to getting a clearer view of life and starting over.