9 Months and Growing Strong
Nine Months. Has it really been that long? That means it’s been 18 months since this particular journey started. Sounds like a long time. But it has also moved so quickly.
Tadpole is getting big. Everyone mistakes him for looking like a one year old. He certainly is long enough. He has crawling down like a pro, can sit back on his knees without holding onto anything and can pull himself up things to a standing position. He really loves to have you hold his hands so he can walk around. Not that he has much balance on his own. He blows raspberries and is cute and affectionate. Although he doesn’t understand that his teeth hurt when he grabs your head and tries to kiss you. He waves hello and jabbers constantly. He no longer seems to be intently watching people as they talk, but he loves to interact with you. He is still one of the happiest babies I’ve ever dealt with. He only fusses when he’s tired. Although the last couple of days has seen him be more demanding when he wants something. Like his favorite cereal or seeing his daddy on webcam, which is an almost daily activity.
BG and I are developing a good friendship, which hopefully will cut down on any custody battles He tries to cause. He told me the other day that his therapist and exgirlfriend have both told him that he should give us another try. (as if he tried the first time right?) And I told him flat out, “if your reconsidering, this is what I will expect”…..I may seem meek and mild about things but I pulled no punches in letting him know what would be on the line if he wanted to try working things out. He has issues and I know it, and so my “list” consisted of behavior that I would have to see in order to take him seriously. So, it’s given him somethign to think about. Do I expect him to try? Not in the least. He is far from ready to have a real relationship. The sad thing, is that my list is what any woman would expect given his history. But, he is making some progress. It’s only been two months and he’s finally starting to see what I’ve known for over a year, but me knowing it, doesn’t change anything, he had to see it.
A and E adore their little brother. And Tadpole loves them a great deal. Except for the ruckus caused by my babysitting kids, our home life is pretty calm. E sometimes gives me a hard time if she’s had a bad day at school, and she still needs counceling. But, she is talking more about how she feels and that’s a good thing. Her and I have a running joke about how much I”m an ogre and how it’s my job to make her life miserable. We goof about it and it seems to help point out to her that I only get stubborn when she refuses to take part in her family responsiblities. She however, is doing very well in school and has finally realized that she needs to do well in school so she can indulge her passion for horses later on in life when she can afford them.
A has applied for the International Baccaluaureate program at the high school. He is so excited, he also plans on continuing with his wrestling. He also plans on doing math tutoring. So beside any other activities he adds to that he has transformed into a busy, active and lively young man. I”m so impressed with him. As I look back on how he was during elementary school and the way he’s changed, He’s so transformed.
I’m finally getting on the ball for going back to school. Picked up my admissions packet and financial aid information and have started getting all that filled out. I hope to have it back in early next week. I don’t have anything else to railroad me from going to school. (Knock on wood!!)
