Yep...that's all I have left until work is out for the summer. Go ahead...make a face
I absolutely can't wait to be able to stay home all summer long. I know
I'll still be getting up early just to get a shower in for the day before Hubby leaves for work. I cannot start any
day without a shower. If I don't have one, it's as bad as if I hadn't had any coffee or hadn't used Q-tips in my ears. The rest of the world is dead to me if that happens.
So, I'm just going to be happy that all my student records are completed and turned in, my desk is empty, my important shit is locked away, etc. The end of the school year has already happened for me. We only have students for two days next week; two days are for professional development; and next Friday is when we hand out report cards for one hour. Then, it's all done. It's times like this that make me glad that I'm anal retentive and disturbingly organized.
And I get to be Mommy
all summer long. It's going to be quite a busy summer. We're going on vacation (to the Northwoods) in two weeks. Jack will be having his DT on Mondays (unless she cancels and makes it for another day, thus making subsequent appointments a week from said day
), playgroup #1 (found by EI
) on Tuesdays, playgroup #2 (that I found for him
) on Wednesdays at a park not too far from our home (with Livie, too
), OT on Thursdays, and hopefully ST on Fridays. This is going to be one chaotic schedule that we'll all, no doubt, adjust to well.
Jack's EI coordinator found a speech therapist for him (ST) and he should begin that soon. Yeah, they've been telling me that for months
now. I don't know whether or not to believe it. If it's true, I hope she can make it on Fridays. I don't want to overload any of his days. He's just a little guy, you know. And I decided that all of these therapies can't hurt him, so I'm going to let them all continue coming until he gets re-evaluated in September (at which point, they'll probably say he's all caught up
). Hubby and I really don't feel he needs any of it. We really think he was just taking his time with his words. Now, he doesn't stop talking. Six months of therapies can't hurt him, so I didn't cancel our EI arrangements. The Mommy Guilt part of me thinks that if I were to deny him EI services and something really was
wrong, I'd never be able to live with myself. So, there.
With all the playgroups, therapies, and my Graduate work, it's going to be one helluva summer for us.
Somehow, some way...I hope to get a nap in each day. I wonder what the odds are of that actually happening. Heh...