So my excuse for having no pictures to put on here is that we have been way too busy. Work, football, gymnastics, soccer, and ballet take up most of our week. I thought I should at least doment it so that the kids know why I don't have any pictures of them.
So Garrett is coaching the freshmen football team at Oroville High. It is a little bit easier than varsity because they only practice three days a week and have games on Thursdays. Garrett is having back problems again which makes it hard on everyone; especially me. He took a couple of days off of work to go to the doctor. He almost looks like he can walk normal again, but still can do very little. Which leaves me to all of the house work and taking care of the kids. Which wouldn't be too bad if I didn't have this darn cold. (O.k. I'm done complaining, just had to get it out.) I just hope his back gets better. I'm trying to get him to stop coaching. It's hard, I understand to give up sports when they have been a part of your life for so long. I'm still having problems with that one myself.
Austin has gymnastics on Tuesdays for an hour. He loves it. We love his instuctor. She is so positive and energetic, and really good with the kids. He always leaves with tons of stamps all over his body; feet, cheeks, hands. Austin does good with all of the courses they do for the hour. His favorite part is free play where he can play in the balls, on the tramp, or go on the slide. Thursdays, Austin has soccer practice for an hour. His first year of soccer. It was an interesting start, being on an organized team. The first practice was chaotic for sure, but they are all getting better at listening, and his coach is getting better at being prepared. Austin has had three games so far. All on Saturdays. For being the youngest and smallest boy on his team, he does pretty good. He gets a few kicks in during the game. His first game was so exciting for him and a bit overwhelming. He loved that all these people were sitting there watching them play. He kept waving at everybody as he ran by. Usually he would miss the ball going right by him the other way. His friend Ethan is on his team which even makes it funner. Austin is our social bug, so by the end of the game, he has met everyone on the field, including the referee. When he is on the sidelines, he talks the coaches ear off. I have decided that Austin just loves to talk. I am so proud of him for being such a free spirit and loving everyone that comes in his little life. He just enjoys life. Something that not all people can do.
Avery had soccer practice on Wednesdays. Here whole team is full of first time soccer players. They are just having a blast. Girls love to make new friends and do crazy things together. I'm glad that Avery has the opportunity to experience that. She is a natural at playing soccer. Her coach said that she is really good. She scored two goals today in her game. She definately was the star player for the Mavericks. Her team has had three games so far, and they have improved so much. It is fun to watch the beginners just get better and better. Avery is still doing ballet also. Friday is ballet. Dad gets to take her for an hour to dance. She loves her instructor Laural. She gets lots of attention as there are only 3 girls in the dance class right now. We were a little sceptical at first with Avery doing ballet, because she was just so stiff and uncoordinated. She has come a long way. Her dancing is really good. She just flows now. Avery has such a determined attitude, she will be good at anything she tries. I am so proud of her.
Poor Nolan, he just gets dragged around all week, going to gymnastics, soccer practices, ballet, and to top it off, sit though two soccer games. It will be his turn soon enough. I do feel bad that he has to sit though all of that. We keep good company and it gives us time to spend together while we are waiting. He still sucks his thumb and holds my hair. I wonder if he'll ever grow out of that. He is almost potty trained sometimes. We are never home though, so it makes it really hard. Nolan loves football and wearing football clothes. He is, most of the time, really picky about what he wears. Both of my boys are. What is up with that? I am so proud of Nolan and the patience that he has. He is a fighter and a lover, but mostly a lover. He loves his family and always knows when one person is missing. He loves to go crazy and laugh and have fun. My baby is growing up.
Then there is me. (I'll try to be as positive as I can.) Up at 5:15 get ready, get the kids ready, drop the kids off at daycare, go to work, leave work, pick the kids up, go to whatever activity we have that day, go home, make dinner, feed the kids and myself, bathtime, pj's, teeth, book, bed for the kids, clean, exercise if I can, get in a show maybe, and to bed for me at who knows what time. Then I get up and do it again, and again. Wow! Most of the time my head is spinning. Most of the time I feel like I am forgetting to do something or bring something. I read somewhere that this life is a mere blink of an eye compared to what lies ahead. I hope that there right. It said that you shouldn't feel like you're missing out on anything because this life is really nothing. Just get through it the best you can and then you will really start living. It is so hard to have faith, when you really don't know. And do you just feel that way because that is what you have been told all your life. I don't know. I do know that I do love my family. I love them with all of my heart and more. I would do anything for them. I really don't mind all of the sacrifices. What else would I be doing? So they really aren't sacrifices. I love watching my kids grow and learn. They are all so smart and talented. I cry at their recitals, and sometimes at their games, (don't tell), I get excited when they do well at anything, and I love to watch them be happy. There is nothing I love more in the world than to see smiles on their faces. So who cares about what I have to go through. I think that all good moms do. I thank God for my little angels and my partner in crime that gets me through good and bad times. I love them all.
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