Update on the PHAT Family
// 6.26.06 // Filed under: My Daughter, My Son, Parenting, Thriving
Update: L, My Boy
Today was L’s first day of baseball camp. He continues to amaze me and make me proud. One year ago, L absolutely refused to do any activity or class that did not involve my presence. Holy cow, has he come a long way.
I noticed during several of this season’s Little League games that one child or another would end up crying because he was forced out or some other such reason. Today when I dropped L off for camp, I noticed a few boys completely paralyzed at their Mom’s side until their buddy showed up. These are the issues I expected to face. L was very attached to me as a baby, and as a toddler, and even as a preschooler. People told me to cut the cord, that he needed to be “away” from me. I waited. I waited until I felt the time was right. I knew he wanted to spread his wings and fly (a short distance) away from me, but he was afraid. Finally, I forced the issue and he’s been a new boy ever since. He never once cried or whined at a baseball game or any activity. And today, he marched into the throng of 75 boys and waved goodbye to me for five hours. When I came back to pick him up, he was cavorting with two boys he had made friends with.
He loves sports, math, and Magic: The Gathering trading card game. Oh, and the singing and dancing!
Here are L & C dancing to High School Musical.
Update: C, My Girl
She’s walking. Finally walking at 21 months old! This week is our last week of physical therapy. In an odd way I will almost miss it. It was exciting working with her and seeing her make progress. But this is just the end of one chapter. I have the rest of my life to continue working with her in other ways and finding joy in her progress and accomplishments.
She’s also a ball of fire. Testing, defying and demanding in a deceptively adorable way. People, I am in SO MUCH TROUBLE when she hits about 13 years old.
Here she is doing her impression of Marilyn Monroe. She loves to stand in front of the air conditioner and let the air blow her hair up.
Update: PHAT Mommy
Thanks to all who emailed and commented with your support. Some of you commented that my “detailed family plan” may cause me to be a bit inflexible and tough on myself. Au contraire. Trust me, this is a good thing. Depression can be paralyzing. If I canâÂÂt decide what to make for dinner it can be a freaking earth-shattering disaster. If I canâÂÂt decide if I want to go out and run errands, I just stay home and lay on the floor. Planning is essential. As silly as it may seem to some, I need a written plan to remind me that itâÂÂs time to eat breakfast, take my vitamins, get the kids dressed and get out for some fresh air. ItâÂÂs a HUGE help to look at my schedule and have an action plan, a meal plan, a relaxation plan. We’re plenty flexible around here. Sometimes flexible is good, but sometimes it’s chaos. Routines are good. Healthy habits are good. Focus is good. That’s what I’m talking about.
In fact, I’m thinking about starting another blog to give Moms ideas on how to plan and organize and eat healthy and take care of themselves. I used to publish a health and fitness web site. I used to be an authority on that kinda thing. But that seems like a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away… Perhaps I can revisit the person I once was.
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Cute kids!
My girl was shy when she entered kindergarten and I finally found the way to make her as brave as the other kids in the class.
I challenged her but I only did it ’cause my heart told me that it was about time.
It seems we felt the same about out kid.
I linked you up in my blog, I’ve just posted about this experience. Hope that’s ok with you.
I’m with you on the planning helping depression. My entire family is either bipolar or suffers from periodic depression. My son has Asperger’s Syndrome, which lends itsself to depression, mood swings, and anxiety. Our overall levels of anxiety and gloomy moods actually increase when we “let loose”. Therefore, our routines are in place and we school year round. It makes a huge difference! (When we travel, I have mini-lessons for them to complete and chores to do. The Great-grandparents always comment on how responsible the boys are when they clear the table after each meal!)
Cheers, and good luck.
Astreil
Yes, planning & routine definitely helps. It keeps you sort of on auto pilot,, managing your productivity with minimal effort. If you don’t feel productive, the depression seems to get worse…at least for me it does. BTW, maybe you shouldn’t take anything else on until you feel better…unless it brings you joy. More tasks on the to do list might just stress you out and make things worse.
So glad to hear you are all doing well. The kids are indeed making such progress! Very cool! I am with you, as another who found that a solid schedule is the best motivator for keeping me out of bouts of depression. It is hard for me, once I am there, and I knwo that if I need to just be somewhere or do something , I am able to ward it off and live without meds. I never really thought of it as a true stradegy before now though! I would certainly love if you did a health blog!!! I need encouragement there!
Being a depression girl myself (a lifetime of antidepresssants, yippee!) I admire your strength. Your first bit about setting a bad example made me sad, though, b/c my DH def does the things you list–but refuses to see how that might affect our kids or to admit that maybe he has a problem, too.
I am so glad I found your blog. It is hard to find fellow Libertarian Homeschoolers.
I can understand waiting for your child to find their freedom. My son was 6 when he finally decided he wanted to take part in group activities that didn’t include mom. I let him find his way without pushing. He is now the child who has never met a stranger. He thinks every child he meets is his new best friend. My daughter is almost 5 and we are still working on bringing her out of that shell. We just take baby steps.