Friday, September 21, 2012

A Change Would Do You Good

A change would do you good, I think a change would do you good.

Sheryl Crow~

I have never been great with change. I get through it and I do what is required but I worry along the way. My kids have always surprised me because they both are great about rolling along with new routines and schedules. Even though I know that they are happy to try new things I have been extra pleasantly surprised by each of them this week.

My older son started Kindergarten recently and everyone on his "team" except one therapist, is new to him. He doesn't know them and they don't know him or his likes and dislikes. I was very nervous about the new school even though I had heard all about how great his teacher was going to be and had met her a few times. I was nervous about how he would do with a full day how he would handle ALL those kids in that BIG school and if they would really see how smart and special he truly is.

Here we are in week 3 of school and not only are they all adjusting to each other, but my son is thriving in many areas. Sure there are little hiccups here and there but he has tried two new food items while in his classroom and his teacher has already made the decision to send my little man to an additional circle time with the typical students. This happens to be a dream come true for me because I really get to see how much they believe in the "least restrictive environment" policy and how closely they are watching him and working with him. They know how bright he is and the fact that he is already getting his time increased in the big classroom is such a wonderful gift.

My fears about change and new routine turned out to be a waste of energy! My son is happy everyday and he is moving right along. Lesson 1, stop worrying!

The next exciting accomplishment this week was achieved by my younger son. While my mom is happy to cut their hair, my boys are way too hard for her to do. I have been taking them to children's haircut place at the mall for a couple years because they can buzz a moving target and they don't stop for kisses when the kids are crying or screaming. Haircut day is pretty intense in this family and I often consider taking up drinking after we leave the mall.

The place we had been going to, recently closed and some of the girls who worked there plan to open a new place right near our house so we have been waiting for that to happen. I did go to the new store that opened at the mall but I just wasn't comfortable there so have been really dreading any hair growth. I snipped T's bangs and did a little clean up the other day our of desperation but this actually did not help the situation at all. I finally decided last night that I simply could not wait around anymore for the new place to open so we had to take action.

I went to a walk in place in my area and before we walked in I talked to T about being good. While we were walking to the chair, I explained our history to the new hairdresser and she didn't even flinch! The next thing I knew I had a smiley kid watching himself in the mirror and a few minutes later his hair looked great! Well aside from the minor hacking that I had done but it will grow ;). I could not be happier and only wish I had overcome my nerves and taken him sooner.

Our next challenge will be to take big brother there when his hair grows out but our new friend said that she is up for it and not at all worried. He is at least as tough as his little brother but I won't worry about it anymore because lesson 2 is... stop worrying!

A change really can do you good!



Monday, September 17, 2012

A Labor of Love

I actually was pretty happy with the fact that I have never been on a ferris wheel. I am somewhat uncomfortable with heights and I get dizzy on roller coasters so I have never been remotely interested in taking a ride. We took the kids to the Ferndale Street Fair because I had read somewhere that they were offering pony rides and thought that would be a fun outing for my boys. It ended up being a grooming stall only so the kids didn't really get to do much besides have a little ice cream. As we were leaving, we passed by the ferris wheel which I knew my son had seen when we first arrived. I had felt bad during that first moment that it wasn't a fair with actual rides and games.

I tried to pass by and head to the car but he pulled me back and insisted that we get in line. My husband doesn't like rides either and I knew there was no way out of this one. I got in line and luckily the woman behind me gave me pointers on what not to do while on the ride after she said "can you believe the things we do for our kids?" Her son has special needs too so that was the fun part about being in line but once it was our turn to get on the ride, I was very nervous.

I think we went around 12 or 14 times and I just kept counting down until it was all over but my little man loved it and that's all that matters! I made it through and will make a note to bring someone who likes rides along with us the next time we go out on the town.