Well, I haven't really been anywhere-life just got busy so I haven't posted for a while. I work in the school system so I had to start back to work-boo hoo. But things are pretty good here. I don't think I posted this here ( but I feel like I posted this somewhere, but now I can't find it!)- but Nathan's cardiologist doesn't want him to do PE anymore. We thought he would have one more year- his PE teacher was great and VERY cautious with him. Nathan is supposed to self limit his exercise- listen to his body and not push it too hard. When you read about athletes collapsing and dying suddenly it is usually from a form of the same disease Nathan has- just undiagnosed.
The problem is, Nathan rarely limits himself- he says he feels fine. So a coach or a teacher pushing or "encouraging" him to do more would be dangerous. We found out shortly before school started that they moved PE teachers around and the one Nathan would now have we were very familiar with- he used to work with the older elementary kids, so my older kids had him. He is known for pushing kids very hard and not taking any excuses. So we decided no PE. Nathan was very upset at first- he loves PE. But now he is thrilled. All the other kids hate it now and Nathan gets to stay in the class and play on the computer! When they all head off the PE he calls out, " Hope you make it back alive!" Last week, his teacher told him to go check in the gym to see if they were done yet. All the kids were having to run laps. The PE teacher saw him walk in and yelled at him, " Why aren't you running?" I asked Nathan what he did. He said, " I ran.......out of the gym!" We are going to have a little talk with the PE teacher- I guess no one has told him why Nathan isn't in there!
Just found your TR. Can't wait to read more. I have 3 boys. Love seeing all of your boys. Gives me glimpses of my life in the future,lol. Any advice?
When I found out my 3rd was a boy, my husband ( thinking we would stop after 3, so " knowing" we would have only boys), sent me flowers with a card that said, " I promise I will teach our boys how to treat a lady right." He has done a wonderful job of that. I am the queen of the house. I never have to open a door! I am a talker and a sharer of feelings- I was worried that I would miss out on that special parent/child bonding time if I didn't have a girl to sit and chat with me. I was so wrong. I am very close to my boys. We talk about everything. Who better to learn about girls from than someone who used to be a girl! They each have their own way of communicating ( especially about girls). Every night, Tucker has me come in and "tickle" his back in the dark while he opens up about everything-girls, friends, fears, goals, God, etc. Sam is very similar to Tucker. William, on the other hand, is not much of a talker. But we have a rule that I am allowed to read all texts, messages on MySpace, Bebo, emails, blogs, etc. William will say, " I'm off the computer for a few minutes, you can have the computer." That means, " There is something written that I need advice on- go read it and come get me." I read, he comes back in, gets on the computer, doesn't look at me and I talk. Then I say, " Does that make sense?" , he nods and acts like it never happened. With Nathan, life is an open book-he'll talk to anyone, anywhere at anytime about anything. Well, almost anything. He saves his deep fears about death and life being unfair for when he is going to bed. I guess what I am saying, is just because they are boys, you can still have that close relationship- even when they are teenagers!
I do sometimes really crave all the girly stuff- I miss pink, and bows and frilly dresses. The boys tease me when they do sports trivia because I don't know anything ( which is why I have switched our car riding past time to Disney trivia) and sometimes I listen to sports radio in the car coming home from work just so I can "amaze" them with my knowledge. Boys are loud- they break ceiling fans in a pillow fight, everything becomes a sword, they wrestle in a moments notice, they love potty humor, they fight and then completely forget that they ever fought, there are balls of some sort in every room/cabinet/drawer in my house, they eat a lot!
But boys are incredible. My boys are still snugglers and huggers- even if they won't hold my hand in public anymore. But be forewarned. When they get taller than you, and all 6'1"/185 lbs of muscle hugs you, they will knock you over!
Phew! That was long! Sorry, guess I'm just in a mushy, sentimental mood.