It has been such a long time since I have blogged that I don’t even know how to catch you all up on the last four months, so I am not even going to try. Long story short, I have been finding my new normal since going back to work. I love my job because it is wonderful to get up 2 1/2 days a week and put on nice clothes and makeup and do my hair. It is also equally wonderful to get up the other 2 1/2 days a week and put on yoga pants and a bra…maybe. I love being a mom but that is not my job. It is my vocation (which is way more important than a job, btdubs). My husband and kids come first, always. Period. the end. But it is also really nice to have meaning and a purpose outside of my house. My boss is awesome. (And I don’t even have to say that because I am 99% sure that she doesn’t read my blog. ) I like to use my brain for things besides budgeting and meal planning and 6th grade math. (sidenote: The other night it took my very intelligent husband and my very intelligent 19 year old son, who is a mathematical sciences major, about 30 minutes to help my 6th grader with her math homework because we don’t get common core math. We had the answer after about 15 seconds, but couldn’t figure out the insanely convoluted way that they wanted it solved…ridiculous, but that is another post.) I also like to complete a project and set it down and be able to come back to it 30 minutes later and have it still be completed. (That doesn’t happen at home very often…like never.)
But let me clear, even though I really enjoy my job, this working thing is crazy hard and I only do it 17 hours a week. I have absolutely no idea how you full-time working mommas do it. Seriously…no freaking clue. In addition to my regular job, I work seasonally in the bookstore on campus at the beginning of the semester to help with the textbook rush. I am only working there on my normal days off, and it is only for about a week and a half. So yes, I am working 5 days a week for two weeks twice a year. You can laugh, but let me just say, I am dead tired. My house looks like a family of trolls have taken up residence and they are morally opposed to doing dishes and laundry. The dust bunnies are now bigger than my dog and we have no food, because I don’t have time to go to the store. And honestly, even if I had the time, I am too freaking tired to get groceries! Wowza. Throw in an excessive amount of basketball games these last two weeks and you get the picture. But thankfully I only have a few more days of the bookstore and then I will be back to my normal schedule. I am not sure how long it will take to find my house underneath the chaos that reigns now, but I am fairly certain that it is still under there somewhere, so maybe by March???
So that explains why I have been such a slackadaisical blogger. Here is a quick review of the last 6 months or so, in case you are interested…
We were invaded by cicadas:
The kids went back to school…ALL of them!
We played soccer and volleyball. We went trick or treating :
The kids were in some concerts and musicals, including Hannah performing in Godspell:
One of us had a trip to the ER for swallowing part of a whistle…
We celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas.
And we suffered the loss of some old friends. Rest in Peace Joey and Big Steelers Guy…
We are wrapping up basketball season and moving on to volleyball (again) and track.
We managed to celebrate a few birthdays in there too. The twins turned 21…yep 21. I am still not sure how I feel about that. Ever since this past summer Coley has had a countdown going on until when the two of us could have a glass of wine together. Honestly I was looking forward to it to. I imagined us chilling out in our rocking chairs on the porch sipping our wine as we laughed about something witty that I had said. Wellllll, i am not nearly as cool as I thought that I was. The evening of her birthday, I poured us each a glass of wine, but I couldn’t physically hand it to her. All of the years of “Don’t drink!” had caused a paralysis and I simply couldn’t do it. But the funny thing is that she was just as uncomfortable. She kept covering her face and saying, “Stop looking at me!” So basically, we are dorks. We are not cool, or at least I am not. But I am ok with that. It wasn’t any better with DJ. I sent him a happy birthday text to which he responded, “Heading out for wings and a beer with Luke!” My response to that was to throw up in my mouth a little bit. Yep, I am decidedly uncool. Don’t get me wrong, I never wanted to get drunk with my kids, ever. I am far too old for such silliness, and I really don’t want to see them like that either. I just thought sharing a glass of wine would be a nice rite of passage to share with my adult kids. Not quite there yet…although we are making progress…
Speaking of this lovely adultish type person, Coley has settled on a major that she likes and is excelling at. And she seems to have found peace with herself. She is devoted to being fit and strong, both physically and spiritually. This gives my momma heart peace.
DJ is doing amazingly at St. Vincent’s. He has officially started to date a lovely young lady named Hannah that we all really like. He is involved in a ton of campus activities. He has belonged to the Benedictine Leadership Society since his freshman year. They always take the seniors on a trip, but he will be student teaching next year, so they have invited him to go this year instead. The trip is to …ROME! Holy Moly! So, so proud of him. Now if he would just call home every once in a while, that would be great.
Jake has also started to see a sweet girl, Christiana. She fits right into the craziness that is our family and the little kids adore her. Jake’s big news is that he has changed his major and has transferred to Franciscan. He is now a mathematical sciences major with a minor in computer programming. He really seems to like his classes and is really excited to be at FUS. I am really happy that he isn’t driving into Pittsburgh everyday. And it is nice to see him content and at peace.
And on the other end of the spectrum, the opposite of peace and contentment, you have the middle three…2 words…HOLY HORMONES! Isaac is 14 and pretty much knows everything that there is to know about everything. Sometimes he can get a little bit too big for his britches, if you know what I mean. but he is doing great in school and is as sports obsessed as usual. Hannah has become very into her music. She got a ukulele for Christmas and has already written a few songs with it. At 13, Hannah is our weepy hormonal kid. Everything is devastating and nobody understands her and nobody cares about her…you get the idea. I get her, because I had my weepy moments as a teenager, but I was more like Gianna….the angry hormonal preteen. Watch out world. If Miss Sassypants gets her panties in a twist…my best advice is to just duck and cover. These two share a bedroom, so you can only imagine the interesting things that go on there. Most of the time they are ok…but there are days when I very seriously consider locking them in their room together just to see who makes it out alive. Gia is mouthier, but I wouldn’t underestimate Hannah. She has been known to pinch and scratch so hard that she has left scars. On a positive note, Gianna is also excelling in school. She loved playing soccer in the fall and she is really looking forward to volleyball this spring. But don’t let her sportsy nature fool you. She is 10000% all girl. Makeup, nail polish, clothes…she loves it all.
Noah might be 17 months younger than Gia, but he is already quite a few inches taller than her. He played soccer as well and is in the middle of his basketball season. But his big interest right now is archery. He bought a bow and arrow with his birthday money and has really gotten into that. He has been working on woodworking a walking stick with Jake. Which is great…as long as he doesn’t whack anybody with it….which I am sure is coming.
Aiden is preparing for his First Communion this spring. I cannot believe that. In fact I keep allowing myself to forget that. He also played soccer and absolutely loved it. He has really been working on his reading and it definitely shows. He has expressed his desire to be a priest and has informed me that he doesn’t really need to worry about any of his classes in school other than religion, because that’s all he will need to know when he is ordained. I have been trying to convince him otherwise…we shall see.
And finally, it has been a huge few months for the littlest of our men, Jonathan. Not only did he start kindergarten this year, he also played soccer for the first time (which he dominated in!). Having all of those big brothers that refuse to take it easy on you just because you are little, is finally paying off! He absolutely loves school and has made several new friends. It has been hard to see his world explode. Just last year, it was all about us, and now we are just a piece of what he has going on. He manages to crack us up daily and he is the “oldest” five year old ever.
There you go folks, you are all caught up now. lol Hopefully I can keep my resolution to blog more regularly, now that things are slowing down (?!? not really) a bit. If not, see you in 4 more months!