Crap, it's October 1st and I haven't even talked about Jane and Henry's first days at their schools...let alone all the other big things that have happened or are happening.
Well let's start with Jane.
Jane is enrolled in the same pre-school that Henry went to. It's really a great little place, right around the corner from us, cheapest in the area, yet has all that you'd really want or need. The teachers are so LOUD (in a sweet, Long Island, enthusiastic sort of way), and I really enjoy listening to them. She is doing wonderfully in it. Never has she given me any sad looks as I've left her. The only complaint I have is that by the time they are going full time in September, the month is almost already done and we've paid full price for that month. I'll get over it.
Jane is now potty trained. I waited until after the summer was over because we were traveling a lot and really, I love the convenience of diapers so much. Call me lazy, it's okay....I know I am. In my personal opinion, 3 is the magic age. Both kids got it so snappy fast at that age. Jane's done really really well. Where it took me months of convincing Henry to wipe his own tush, Jane is sneaky and does everything without us really even knowing. Most of the time she needs a re-do wipe with bigs (what we call poo).
So now to Henry's new Kindergarten experience. Well, the first week was pretty good. Then reality kicked in and the second week was really hard. He was so sad at night, in the mornings and of course at school. A couple of his "special's" teachers even mentioned him being sad during class. This broke my heart. I totally understand where he was coming from. It is hard for them. They're still so little and the days are so LONG. He was getting on a bus with a "grumpy" bus driver, there was a girl at school that was bugging him. He was away from us and his toys all day. He didn't know who to ask for what and had a couple accidents at school (funny story about that after). It's hard for these kids to eat when their friends are sitting right next to them so I can imagine he's starving during the day. It's hard to want to return to all of that each day. After some emails back and forth with his awesome teacher, some reviewing of "what to do when" with him at home, a couple visits of me in the classroom, I think my little man is getting the hang of it. He's gone 2 days now leaving the house in the morning with no worries. He did cry today when I had to leave from coming in to go on a nature walk with the class, but I know it was only because the other girl in the class was crying because her mom was leaving. How nice of him to empathize with her. I've been trying extra hard to be a good listener to Henry. He's a pretty sensitive kid and a thinker. He's not one I can just push into things. I didn't want to confuse real feelings of anxiety (which runs in our family) with normal back to school jitters. But I think he's on the right track.
Now to the funny-ish story about Henry's accident. It was in gym class. Henry had told the gym teacher that he had to "go" but the teacher told him he had to hold it because there's no bathrooms in the gym and he can't leave the class to take him down the hall to the nearest potty. I wasn't thrilled to hear that, but whatever, we've figured it out a system that works (2nd accident was in gym as well). So needless to say Henry pees his pants. I guess it was enough of an amount to leave a little puddle on the floor too. He told me how he was sent to the nurse to get changed but that he wasn't the only one in his class who went. hmm?? He then told me how another girl in his class ended up (somehow) rolling on the floor in his pee and that her hair got wet. He told me "I don't know what they did...maybe they blow dried her hair??" Hahaha! But seriously rolling in pee? I assume/hope it wasn't intentional. Mark and I were worried about going to the back to school night and being pointed out as the parents of the boy who's pee their daughter rolled in. Henry also came home in mystery shorts and underwear that day. I've learned my lesson to pack spares. A huge THANK YOU to Evan R. (wherever you are and however old you are) for lending us your labeled undies. Maybe a pair of Henry H.'s will help a kid one day. Pay it forward!!
Some more change that is going down in the house is Mark is in full pre-application mode for Post-Doc positions next year. Getting everything ready for these applications has been quite a job for him. Many, many late nights working on proposals, trying to publish a paper, figuring out who will write letters for him, updating his webpage and cv, looking at more conferences to speak at or attend, etc... He'll start actually applying in the next couple weeks. Before you ask...it will be to anywhere and everywhere, US & Canada. We're just hoping for A job. So no, we don't know where we're going. And, unfortunately we won't until spring (or maybe late winter). I know my sisters want some place interesting enough to come and visit. But I don't want to talk about leaving NY yet at all so let's change the subject.
Now me. Well, I'm class mom again this year. My good friend and neighbor is VP of the PTA and she bullied me into doing it. Just kidding, I'm honestly glad I'm involved again this year. I also got called as YW pres back in early August. I have a new presidency to work with whom I love. I'm not sure how things are going to pan out come spring though, as 3 out of the 4 of us are prego. And the 4th just had a baby 7 months ago. Sooo....get my drift? Are you smell'n what I'm stepp'n in? Jane isn't 7 months old. Yep, come early April (hopefully not April 1st), we'll have another Hughes roaming this planet. We're very excited...although I think Mark may be compartmentalizing these big changes a bit - for survival. He needs to focus on what he needs to do these next couple weeks first. And I know what I need to do....once applications are in, THEN I can start bugging him about a mini-van!! :) Henry and Jane both came with me to the first ultrasound at 8ish weeks (before they knew) and I could tell Henry was picking up on what was going on but still semi-confused. So I said to him, "Do you know what that is? .....It's a baby!" And he gave the cutest giggles I've ever heard. Jane, a few weeks ago, made a "toy" out of paper for the baby and wanted me to eat it so the baby could play with it in my tummy. The kids seemed concerned that the baby was bored. Super sweet! But honestly, Jane doesn't talk about it that much and I think is going through her own thing with the news and other changes. Recently, she's started talking a lot of baby talk and wanting a lot more attention. I'm sure part of it is her missing Henry. She's been our baby for so long and still curls up in the smallest balls for us to hold her in. It's hard for all of us in that way to wrap our minds around her not being the baby. But again we're very excited. I'm just so in love with my kids that I know another will mean even more love.
Just a lot of change and adjusting happening in our household. But that's life and we're still so aware of how much we're blessed.
I have much more blogging to catch up on. Part of my delay is due to the fact that I'm toying with the idea of going private. I think I'd share much much more if I knew all the eyes that were seeing and reading about my life. I'm the first to admit I'm no blog sensation, nor will I ever be. So likely I'll soon start asking for email addresses for those who'd like to stay updated.