I love my calendar. Really! Puffy bright pink heart love it.
There is something soothing about entering dates and activities and being able to see things at a glance.
But there are some weeks that I look at what is ahead and shake my head. I want to hide under the covers. I call those stretching weeks.
And we have one this coming week. We have a tour of a private special needs theraputic preschool program this week. I have mixed feelings about this and I feel torn. I've been praying for wisdom for weeks and weeks. Maybe I'll muddle through my thoughts on the blog. Maybe.
I feel a bit vulnerable about the whole thing. (As someone that believes in the homeschool model... as a mama... as someone seeking balance in our lives... as an optimist that has been slapped with cold, hard reality lately...) Let's just say I feel vulnerable on a variety of levels.
Xander starts weekly speech therapy this week too. And then Brandon works on Saturday. He only works a single Saturday about every 5-6 weeks but our family really feels it when our routine is thrown off. Xander feels it the most.
So, if I disappear from blog land, you know where I am. I'm either under the covers or trying to keep us on track.
Or maybe alternating between the two.
Icecream has already been pre-purchased, on super clearance! (50 cents for Edy's? What, what!)
Prayer, icecream and deep breathing... will get me through this too.