My friend posted that on Facebook at the beginning of June and I think I've thought about it every day since then.
This week was kind of hard. I wish I had something to point to and could say, "THIS, This is what made it hard." But there wasn't anything specific. And that's what made this so week hard. There wasn't anything I could fix or change to make the week better. I just had to deal with vague discomfort, anxiety, and sadness coming from somewhere.
I think I assumed that once school ended and summer started then life would be smooth sailing. But its not. There is still a lot of unknowns. Not the least of which is the fact that it's been a really long time since Brandon was working a normal job while the kids and I were home during the summer. There are a lot of things we need to figure out like what do we do in the evenings and what time do we want to make dinner. Add in the fact that there is a pandemic going on and a national conversation about race and well, this summer is not simple.
I've realized that all the unknowns are starting to wear on me mentally. Through a little bit of reading I've realized that I'm having the textbook symptoms of prolonged stress affecting the prefrontal cortex. My body is going thought the "fight or flight reflex." But since I'm not dealing with a one-off moment of panic my body is staying in a heightened state of anxiety. I can't feel it. But my brain is having a lot of trouble.
This paragraph from a May 18th article for Huffpost Wellness sums up what I mean.
I've found it hard to focus on things that would normally be no problem for me. Each day I seem to only get through one or two "simple" tasks that leave me feeling completely worn out. For example: Last week I registered the Honda online. It took me maybe 30 minutes but it was all I could do for that afternoon. I laid on the couch and took a nap when I was done. Contrast that with last year when I dropped the twins off at an art class, took Veronica with me to the Assessors to register the car in person, published a blog post, took the kids to the park for lunch, and then took the kids swimming at the lake.
I haven't been able to write much (besides updating this blog which I can basically do in my sleep after almost 12 years of constant updating.) I have a hard time picking what to make for dinner. I'm sometimes paralyzed with indecision over what to do with my kids each afternoon and usually go for the easy option of letting them watch a ton of TV.
Thankfully I'm still able to focus at work. I think it helps that I don't have a lot of decisions to make at my job. I just do the work.
But everywhere else I'm kind of a mess.
I'm not telling you all this to make you feel sorry for me. I'm telling you to let you know that you are not alone if you are feeling some of these same feelings. Our brains are all struggling right now.
Anyway, I did take some pictures this week and I did get some things done so let's go through the run down. Just keep in mind that for every picture you see here there was a lot going on that wasn't pictured
The highlight of Monday was when the print copy of Idaho Magazine showed up. It was so fun to see the three page spread of my story. I laughed when I saw that Derrick got his own page. This is such a Derrick thing to have happened.
All the kids loved seeing their pictures and names in the story. I was happy to see my byline in print. It's something I've dreamed of for a long time. But I also had a hard time realizing that I really wrote something that was published in a magazine. I wrote this story in late February/early March. Those halcyon days when the kids went to a physical location for school and I had hours to spend writing. (Not to mention a functioning brain.) I wish I could write something else to submit to again. But it just doesn't seem possible at the moment.
Still it's really encouraging to finally be published. I'm fairly confident the writing part of my brain will come back online eventually. And when it does I'm sure that this success will help motivate me to write more.
On Monday night I went over to my neighbor Diantha's for a girls night with her and Kaymie. In theory we were making cards, but I found that was too hard for me. I just doodled while we talked and laughed. I'm so glad I have these two friends.
Tuesday was a crazy day. Derrick had a speech therapy assessment. I decided that it was finally time to get Derrick back into private speech therapy. He's had speech therapy through school for years and that's been okay. I've always known that we'd want him to have more therapy, but it just never seemed like the right time. We were always too busy or getting ready to move. But I realized that now was a good time to get him into private speech therapy.
So I've been working on that for a few weeks. I crowd-sourced the local Special Needs Facebook page for speech therapist recommendations. Then I narrowed those down with my tried and true method of picking the office closest to my house. I had to take Derrick into see his primary care doctor so he could give a referral. I followed up with the office and pretty soon I had an appointment for an evaluation. (And actually this may sound crazy, but this process wasn't that difficult because doing paperwork and evaluations for Derrick is part of my "normal" life. After so many years as a special needs parent, setting up appointments is basically hardwired into me as a default setting.)
The only glitch was that the only available appointment for an evaluation was at 10:00. And Derrick has behavioral therapy and I have work at 10:00. I was able to reschedule his therapy for the afternoon and I just didn't plan to go into work that day. That would have been fine, but we have been interviewing for a new receptionist and the only day one of the candidates could come for an interview was on Tuesday. So I told my boss I would pop into work in the afternoon to meet with that candidate.
Derrick's eval went really well. And by well I mean he showed that he needs therapy. His therapist is going to work with him improving parts of his vocabulary and describing events and action.
We went back home and Derrick was enjoying relaxing after the 90 minute appointment. He was not happy when Miss Shay showed up and I told him it was time to go with her. He was refusing to go and I was pleading with him. I kept saying, "Derrick, you have to go because I have to go to work." Finally I got him into Shay's car and they drove off. (Shay texted me 5 minutes later to say that Derrick was doing just fine.) I rushed into work and talked with the job candidate. It was definitely worth my time to meet with her because she was exactly what we were looking for. Then I came back home and texted Shay and said that Derrick could come back early if needed, He did come home early and went back to watching movies with the girls. I was completely worn out from such an all over the place day. I just laid on the couch the rest of the day.
Moral of the story. Derrick and I really like our normal schedule and I shouldn't mess with it.
Veronica spent a lot of time making one of the closet cupboards into her little lair. (Why she needs a closet when she has her own room is beyond me.) She put so much stuff in there.
Our backyard pool didn't get as much action this week as it did last week. Still I'd look out there and see the kids playing with the water guns. Oh and in case I forget to mention it later. We drained the pool on Friday. I was taking buckets of water out of the pool to water the trees and garden. Derrick decided to speed things up and undid the valves for all three air chambers. The whole patio was FLOODED. Charlotte had the brilliant idea to use the wet/dry vac to suck up the big puddles. We did that and had the big puddles gone within a few minutes.
Tuesday night Brandon had a rock climbing class through the College of Southern Idaho Outdoor Rec Program. I'd signed him up for it so he could learn about some of the local areas to go climbing. He had a really good time.
I tried to take the kids on a walk to the park while he was gone, but it turned into a bit of a disaster. Derrick was on roller blades and kept getting really far ahead. Then Marcia jerked her leash and pulled Charlotte's arm really hard. Charlotte was crying and I decided we needed to abort the mission and get back home in case her arm was really hurt. It ended up being fine. But I felt like such a failure. I couldn't even take my kids for a walk.
Yeah, Tuesday was hard.
But Wednesday was good. The weather had warmed up and we were able to go to the pool! I'm so glad that it is open. We came in our swimming suits so we didn't have to go into the locker rooms. The staff checked our temperatures when we entered. And then we were just told to stay 6 feet away from other family groups. Easy enough. This picture is slightly misleading. There were other people in the water when I took this picture - they just were on the other side of the pool.
I was so happy to take the kids swimming. This is one of the main reasons I work part time - so we can go swimming together.
Our trip to the pool reminded me so much of going to the pool in Alabama. And I LOVED the pool in Alabama. This was even easier though. None of the kids need swim diapers or even life jackets anymore. Oh I'm excited to go often.
Thursday was another funky day. I wasn't feeling super well. When I left work I was a little dizzy and by the time the kids were eating lunch I was super tired. I ended up taking an hour long nap while they watched a movie. Even after my nap I felt tired and woozy. I was actually afraid to go into the basement because I was worried I'd fall down the stairs.
I spent the day laying on the couch and reading. I read "When they Call you a Terrorist" which is a memoir from one of the ladies who started Black Lives Matter. I'd reserved a half dozen books at the library about social justice and this is the first one that came in. It was very eye opening. It's a good place to start if you are trying to understand the Black Lives Matter movement.
Not feeling well physically didn't do any favors for me mentally. Or maybe I was already falling apart mentally and it was manifesting itself physically. By the end of the night I was angry and then sobbing. Brandon heard me out (both when I was yelling and then when I was crying) and while he didn't "fix" anything, it was good to have him listen to me.
I felt much better on Friday. It also helped that I don't work on Friday's and so I was able to sleep in super late.
We got the rooms cleaned that we needed to and also put away laundry that we'd washed on Thursday. Derrick has become a pro at putting away his laundry. He's started doing it without being asked. Yay.
I'd picked up a DVD copy of Singing in the Rain. We watched that together in the early afternoon. The kids have seen it before, but that was several years ago. They LOVED it - especially the Make Them Laugh song.
We went swimming again at 3:00. I forgot to take a picture because I was having such a good time in the water with the kids. Veronica is working on learning to swim. Its very similar to her process for learning to walk and by that I mean she's constantly on the edge of disaster. The deep end of the pool we play in is about 1 inch lower than her mouth -when she's on tip toes. But that doesn't stop her from just jumping in with the other kids and assuming I'll be there to fish her out. She's constantly launching herself off of the wall and swimming a few feet before starting to go under. I have to keep a close eye on her when we are in that deep area.
We got back from the pool and changed back into regular clothes. Brandon and Charlotte had a special camping trip planned for the two of them. Brandon came home and they got the last few things together for their trip. Brandon had made a frame backpack from Charlotte's school backpack and my old crutches. Charlotte was so excited for the trip.
They went up to the mountains around Stanley.
This is the Salmon River.
Meanwhile the other three kids and I felt a little lost as to what to do. We are used to having Brandon gone from time to time, but Charlotte? Lydia especially seemed lonely. We didn't want to watch a movie without Charlotte nor did we want to do any activity that she'd feel bad about missing out on. So we ended up watching America's Funniest Home Videos on Disney Plus. That was really fun.
Around 8:00 we went on a walk to the school. (And actually made it.) The kids school has some little farmland on the other side of the fence. There is a horse back there. It seemed to really miss seeing kids every day. It let Lydia pet it and feed it grass.
Veronica talked me into pushing her on the swings. She had fun leaning back and looking at me.
Lydia was able to sleep in my bed with me. We stayed up watching How to Cake It videos on Youtube.
Brandon and Charlotte were planning to hike to a campsite, but they never found the trailhead. They did find a campsite near the highway and stayed their. Here is their sunrise.
Charlotte was in heaven.
They'd brought Marcia with them and she had a great time.
More happy Charlotte.
They went fishing and caught 3 fish. They put them all back.
Brandon under the highway bridge.
Charlotte brought home several small rocks, but she took pictures of these rocks because they were too big to bring home.
Meanwhile at home we were relaxing and not doing much. (And I had to constantly remind myself that it was okay to not be doing much.) I went out to check on the garden and realized that I haven't taken pictures of it in about 2 weeks.
Here are the tall, tall peas.
They don't really get past this stage before the kids eat them.
The lettuce.
The peas
The onions
Pumpkins
Berries
Raspberries
Blackberries
Brandon and Charlotte came home around 5:00. Brandon offered to pick up pizza on their way home so I had an order waiting for them at Little Caesars.
After dinner I asked the girls if they wanted to read Harry Potter 7. We were in the last 200 pages of the book. We started reading and kept reading and reading and reading. We read from about 6:00 pm until 11:00. We finished the book! The girls were so into all the things that happened. They were jumping up and down and interrupting every few minutes. They were thrilled with it all. It was such a great way to end a kind of blah day.
Today was a good Sunday. I felt really good all day. We went on a walk to the streets with all the Arts and Crafts houses in the afternoon. Brandon liked seeing all of those. Then we went to the park and the kids played for a long time.
Back at home we watched Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. The kids liked that, but then they wanted to watch Singing in the Rain again.
And that gets us caught up to today.
I'm trying to figure out how to tie this up in a neat bow. But maybe that's beyond my Prefrontal cortext abilities. So let's just call this a night.
Thanks for reading and be gentle with yourself. You're doing the best you can with where you are at the moment.
We were supposed to go swimming at the city pool on Monday. I'd bought the pool pass a week earlier (which had been the big task for that day) and had a time reserved. But then Monday ended up being really cold. So instead we stayed home and the kids watched Sound of Music.
We have a lot of oranges from the kids lunches. My kids are spoiled so they only eat little cutie oranges and are just baffled by real oranges. I decided to attempt to make marmalade with all the oranges we had piling up. I took this picture as a before picture.
I never took an after picture. The marmalade never really set up. It turned out okay, but not exactly right and I was just sick of the project by the end.The highlight of Monday was when the print copy of Idaho Magazine showed up. It was so fun to see the three page spread of my story. I laughed when I saw that Derrick got his own page. This is such a Derrick thing to have happened.
All the kids loved seeing their pictures and names in the story. I was happy to see my byline in print. It's something I've dreamed of for a long time. But I also had a hard time realizing that I really wrote something that was published in a magazine. I wrote this story in late February/early March. Those halcyon days when the kids went to a physical location for school and I had hours to spend writing. (Not to mention a functioning brain.) I wish I could write something else to submit to again. But it just doesn't seem possible at the moment.
Still it's really encouraging to finally be published. I'm fairly confident the writing part of my brain will come back online eventually. And when it does I'm sure that this success will help motivate me to write more.
On Monday night I went over to my neighbor Diantha's for a girls night with her and Kaymie. In theory we were making cards, but I found that was too hard for me. I just doodled while we talked and laughed. I'm so glad I have these two friends.
Tuesday was a crazy day. Derrick had a speech therapy assessment. I decided that it was finally time to get Derrick back into private speech therapy. He's had speech therapy through school for years and that's been okay. I've always known that we'd want him to have more therapy, but it just never seemed like the right time. We were always too busy or getting ready to move. But I realized that now was a good time to get him into private speech therapy.
So I've been working on that for a few weeks. I crowd-sourced the local Special Needs Facebook page for speech therapist recommendations. Then I narrowed those down with my tried and true method of picking the office closest to my house. I had to take Derrick into see his primary care doctor so he could give a referral. I followed up with the office and pretty soon I had an appointment for an evaluation. (And actually this may sound crazy, but this process wasn't that difficult because doing paperwork and evaluations for Derrick is part of my "normal" life. After so many years as a special needs parent, setting up appointments is basically hardwired into me as a default setting.)
The only glitch was that the only available appointment for an evaluation was at 10:00. And Derrick has behavioral therapy and I have work at 10:00. I was able to reschedule his therapy for the afternoon and I just didn't plan to go into work that day. That would have been fine, but we have been interviewing for a new receptionist and the only day one of the candidates could come for an interview was on Tuesday. So I told my boss I would pop into work in the afternoon to meet with that candidate.
Derrick's eval went really well. And by well I mean he showed that he needs therapy. His therapist is going to work with him improving parts of his vocabulary and describing events and action.
We went back home and Derrick was enjoying relaxing after the 90 minute appointment. He was not happy when Miss Shay showed up and I told him it was time to go with her. He was refusing to go and I was pleading with him. I kept saying, "Derrick, you have to go because I have to go to work." Finally I got him into Shay's car and they drove off. (Shay texted me 5 minutes later to say that Derrick was doing just fine.) I rushed into work and talked with the job candidate. It was definitely worth my time to meet with her because she was exactly what we were looking for. Then I came back home and texted Shay and said that Derrick could come back early if needed, He did come home early and went back to watching movies with the girls. I was completely worn out from such an all over the place day. I just laid on the couch the rest of the day.
Moral of the story. Derrick and I really like our normal schedule and I shouldn't mess with it.
Veronica spent a lot of time making one of the closet cupboards into her little lair. (Why she needs a closet when she has her own room is beyond me.) She put so much stuff in there.
There wasn't much room left for her.
She also wore this hat and it made me laugh.Our backyard pool didn't get as much action this week as it did last week. Still I'd look out there and see the kids playing with the water guns. Oh and in case I forget to mention it later. We drained the pool on Friday. I was taking buckets of water out of the pool to water the trees and garden. Derrick decided to speed things up and undid the valves for all three air chambers. The whole patio was FLOODED. Charlotte had the brilliant idea to use the wet/dry vac to suck up the big puddles. We did that and had the big puddles gone within a few minutes.
Tuesday night Brandon had a rock climbing class through the College of Southern Idaho Outdoor Rec Program. I'd signed him up for it so he could learn about some of the local areas to go climbing. He had a really good time.
I tried to take the kids on a walk to the park while he was gone, but it turned into a bit of a disaster. Derrick was on roller blades and kept getting really far ahead. Then Marcia jerked her leash and pulled Charlotte's arm really hard. Charlotte was crying and I decided we needed to abort the mission and get back home in case her arm was really hurt. It ended up being fine. But I felt like such a failure. I couldn't even take my kids for a walk.
Yeah, Tuesday was hard.
But Wednesday was good. The weather had warmed up and we were able to go to the pool! I'm so glad that it is open. We came in our swimming suits so we didn't have to go into the locker rooms. The staff checked our temperatures when we entered. And then we were just told to stay 6 feet away from other family groups. Easy enough. This picture is slightly misleading. There were other people in the water when I took this picture - they just were on the other side of the pool.
I was so happy to take the kids swimming. This is one of the main reasons I work part time - so we can go swimming together.
Our trip to the pool reminded me so much of going to the pool in Alabama. And I LOVED the pool in Alabama. This was even easier though. None of the kids need swim diapers or even life jackets anymore. Oh I'm excited to go often.
Thursday was another funky day. I wasn't feeling super well. When I left work I was a little dizzy and by the time the kids were eating lunch I was super tired. I ended up taking an hour long nap while they watched a movie. Even after my nap I felt tired and woozy. I was actually afraid to go into the basement because I was worried I'd fall down the stairs.
I spent the day laying on the couch and reading. I read "When they Call you a Terrorist" which is a memoir from one of the ladies who started Black Lives Matter. I'd reserved a half dozen books at the library about social justice and this is the first one that came in. It was very eye opening. It's a good place to start if you are trying to understand the Black Lives Matter movement.
Not feeling well physically didn't do any favors for me mentally. Or maybe I was already falling apart mentally and it was manifesting itself physically. By the end of the night I was angry and then sobbing. Brandon heard me out (both when I was yelling and then when I was crying) and while he didn't "fix" anything, it was good to have him listen to me.
I felt much better on Friday. It also helped that I don't work on Friday's and so I was able to sleep in super late.
We got the rooms cleaned that we needed to and also put away laundry that we'd washed on Thursday. Derrick has become a pro at putting away his laundry. He's started doing it without being asked. Yay.
I'd picked up a DVD copy of Singing in the Rain. We watched that together in the early afternoon. The kids have seen it before, but that was several years ago. They LOVED it - especially the Make Them Laugh song.
We went swimming again at 3:00. I forgot to take a picture because I was having such a good time in the water with the kids. Veronica is working on learning to swim. Its very similar to her process for learning to walk and by that I mean she's constantly on the edge of disaster. The deep end of the pool we play in is about 1 inch lower than her mouth -when she's on tip toes. But that doesn't stop her from just jumping in with the other kids and assuming I'll be there to fish her out. She's constantly launching herself off of the wall and swimming a few feet before starting to go under. I have to keep a close eye on her when we are in that deep area.
We got back from the pool and changed back into regular clothes. Brandon and Charlotte had a special camping trip planned for the two of them. Brandon came home and they got the last few things together for their trip. Brandon had made a frame backpack from Charlotte's school backpack and my old crutches. Charlotte was so excited for the trip.
They went up to the mountains around Stanley.
This is the Salmon River.
Meanwhile the other three kids and I felt a little lost as to what to do. We are used to having Brandon gone from time to time, but Charlotte? Lydia especially seemed lonely. We didn't want to watch a movie without Charlotte nor did we want to do any activity that she'd feel bad about missing out on. So we ended up watching America's Funniest Home Videos on Disney Plus. That was really fun.
Around 8:00 we went on a walk to the school. (And actually made it.) The kids school has some little farmland on the other side of the fence. There is a horse back there. It seemed to really miss seeing kids every day. It let Lydia pet it and feed it grass.
Lydia was able to sleep in my bed with me. We stayed up watching How to Cake It videos on Youtube.
Brandon and Charlotte were planning to hike to a campsite, but they never found the trailhead. They did find a campsite near the highway and stayed their. Here is their sunrise.
They'd brought Marcia with them and she had a great time.
More happy Charlotte.
They went fishing and caught 3 fish. They put them all back.
Brandon under the highway bridge.
Charlotte brought home several small rocks, but she took pictures of these rocks because they were too big to bring home.
Meanwhile at home we were relaxing and not doing much. (And I had to constantly remind myself that it was okay to not be doing much.) I went out to check on the garden and realized that I haven't taken pictures of it in about 2 weeks.
Here are the tall, tall peas.
They don't really get past this stage before the kids eat them.
The lettuce.
The peas
The onions
Pumpkins
Berries
Raspberries
Blackberries
Brandon and Charlotte came home around 5:00. Brandon offered to pick up pizza on their way home so I had an order waiting for them at Little Caesars.
After dinner I asked the girls if they wanted to read Harry Potter 7. We were in the last 200 pages of the book. We started reading and kept reading and reading and reading. We read from about 6:00 pm until 11:00. We finished the book! The girls were so into all the things that happened. They were jumping up and down and interrupting every few minutes. They were thrilled with it all. It was such a great way to end a kind of blah day.
Back at home we watched Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. The kids liked that, but then they wanted to watch Singing in the Rain again.
And that gets us caught up to today.
I'm trying to figure out how to tie this up in a neat bow. But maybe that's beyond my Prefrontal cortext abilities. So let's just call this a night.
Thanks for reading and be gentle with yourself. You're doing the best you can with where you are at the moment.




















































































