It's been a busy past couple of days for me. Needless to say, I haven't gotten much writing done and have gone 5 days without meeting my goal of writing for 1 1/2 hours. Yes, that was probably an overzelous goal, but I didn't even come close those days. Here are my excuses:
On Friday, we went to Corpus Christi to visit friends and for my husband to look into a job opportunity. We had a great trip and the opportunity is really good.
Saturday, we went to Cole Park in Corpus Christi and the kids had such a fun day. It was 70 degrees and felt like summer. The park is on the shore of the beach. It was so beautiful. I walked out on the pier with my 2 year old who loved the waves. We drove back home.
On Sunday, we started afternoon church, so by the time we get back home at 4:30 the day is practically over.
On Monday, there was cleaning up to do from being away and lots of laundry and unpacking. I was exhausted by Monday night and just wanted to curl up with a book. No writing.
On Tuesday, I had an appointment with a doctor for my son who has Asperger's. Here is where I will digress a little as I rant a little. The doctor is a developmental pediatrician. She keeps a dog in her office. That's just weird. She says it's so the kids feel comfortable. Okay, maybe. But does it have to sit on the couch next to me with his legs in the air showing it off? Sorry, I don't like dogs. I know, I'm mean. And, I swear there was another dog roaming the halls too.
She also recommended my 8 year old to go on Prozac. I really don't think so. I know this drug works for a lot of people and kids, but he's not even severe. He's mostly just a little odd, but he doesn't need medication like that. I think she just prescribed medication to all the kids that come in there whether they really need it or not. Some do, but he needs social skills therapy and occupational therapy, not Prozac. Last of all, she hasn't even met him. Someone else in the office did all the testing and when I came back with to meet with her, they said he didn't need to come. How can she prescribe him Prozac without even having met him? I think we'll take the evaluation she's writing and just find him some good therapy and say no to the medication for now. Perhaps some day he'll need it, but not now before we've tried other kinds of intervention.
Later that evening, I took my son to Scouts at the Church and I went to an activity for the 8-12 year old girls at Church. That went well and then back home where my parents were coming to watch my kids so my husband and I could go back to church for quick interviews. My parents are great. (They'd already watched my baby part of the afternoon and picked up the other two while I met with the dog-loving Dr.)
Anyway, to get to the point of my blog... When the kids were finally in bed that night and I went to do the sinkful of dishes I left earlier that evening, the clean dishes were already put away and all the dirty ones were in the dishwasher. My sink, counter, and table were all clean. Aren't Moms wonderful? She had done all that while they were babysitting. I love my mom and dad too. They're great.
So, no I haven't done my writing these days, but I 'm starting up tonight. I have to get that thing finished!!