Jumbled Up
So much is swirling around in my head right now. One re-occurring thought is something my mom used to say to me a lot, "make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold." It must be a song or something and I'm not sure who to give credit to for saying it. I find myself saying it to my children and to myself right now.
We are each struggling with our own adjustment into this new adventure here in Vermont. The boys are three days into a new school and I have taken a part time job. For me, it puts a wrinkle where there wasn't one. Don't get me wrong, I think the job will be a good thing in many ways. It will certainly *make* me have more structured and productive days. For the boys, they are adjusting to the back to school rhythm and to a new school and new way of school to boot. I miss their old school in Hudson. There are so many things that their Montessori school instilled in them and I hope most of it will stick but I know some of it won't. Thomas was learning his letters in cursive and that will not continue so he will lose it (unless I can figure out how to help him!). James I think is poised the best for fantastic work. He already writes in cursive and wants to please. William, well, the social front I think is solid and now we being to figure out where he falls with what the 6th grade is doing. Good for all is that the math curriculum is new. Trudy and the cats are adjusting too. There are so many dogs about and I am still unsure about her behavior with other dogs that we don't socialize her yet. She has gotten to run free in the yard when other dogs weren't present. The cats haven't gone outside yet and I am not sure I am going to let them out. Interestingly, they don't seem as anxious to get out as they did in Hudson. Maybe I will wait til there is snow on the ground so I know I can get them back quickly!
Today it is hard to look back and remember what we would have been doing this weekend if we hadn't moved. This is a big weekend in Hudson, OH and I am missing the familiar patterns and activities as well as friends. But now, we get to create new patterns and the slate is clean. I know from experience that the first year is the toughest but can also be one of the best as it is a time of exploration.
Happy Labor Day!
We are each struggling with our own adjustment into this new adventure here in Vermont. The boys are three days into a new school and I have taken a part time job. For me, it puts a wrinkle where there wasn't one. Don't get me wrong, I think the job will be a good thing in many ways. It will certainly *make* me have more structured and productive days. For the boys, they are adjusting to the back to school rhythm and to a new school and new way of school to boot. I miss their old school in Hudson. There are so many things that their Montessori school instilled in them and I hope most of it will stick but I know some of it won't. Thomas was learning his letters in cursive and that will not continue so he will lose it (unless I can figure out how to help him!). James I think is poised the best for fantastic work. He already writes in cursive and wants to please. William, well, the social front I think is solid and now we being to figure out where he falls with what the 6th grade is doing. Good for all is that the math curriculum is new. Trudy and the cats are adjusting too. There are so many dogs about and I am still unsure about her behavior with other dogs that we don't socialize her yet. She has gotten to run free in the yard when other dogs weren't present. The cats haven't gone outside yet and I am not sure I am going to let them out. Interestingly, they don't seem as anxious to get out as they did in Hudson. Maybe I will wait til there is snow on the ground so I know I can get them back quickly!
Today it is hard to look back and remember what we would have been doing this weekend if we hadn't moved. This is a big weekend in Hudson, OH and I am missing the familiar patterns and activities as well as friends. But now, we get to create new patterns and the slate is clean. I know from experience that the first year is the toughest but can also be one of the best as it is a time of exploration.
Happy Labor Day!
This entry made me cry. I am someone who has moved close to 20 times in my 37 years and so I do understand what you are going through. There are wonderful times when discovering a new place and there are sad times when we remember what we miss. I hope that your wonderful times outnumber your sad as time goes by.
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