Linderville

Ah...the times they are a changing!!

My husband and I just celebrated our ten year anniversary. Madison turned nine and everything has been one change after another since then. She is turning into the proverbial "tween". I mean I knew it was coming, I just had no idea that it would get here so soon. She wants to pick out her own clothes, be with her friends instead of Will and me, the smart mouth has started, and then of course all those other "fun" things that begin to happen at this age are just around the corner. The posters are already covering her walls (albeit mostly Disney kids) and her own taste in music is definitely starting to develop.

I've read several blogs from other mothers that have either already dealt with this or are in the midst of dealing with it and although it makes me feel better for a bit, it doesn't take away the sting that, "Oh my goodness, my daughter is growing up, when did that happen?"

Don't get me wrong, she has completely gone to the dark side yet, but I can feel the force. It's hiding in the dark corners of my house just waiting. To go completely with the Star Wars theme, I wish I knew right now what I could use for my light saber. (Did I even spell that right? I just realized that I'd never seen that in print). I, like every other parent, just don't want her growing up so fast.

All's Better on the Homefront

Well all is better after a visit to the doctor.  Her diagnosis made me nearly fall out of my chair.  I was expecting the flu, or common cold that would just have to run its course or something along those lines.

Don't panic it really isn't bad.  She has an ear infection.  This floored me because I haven't heard those words since she was 18 months old and had tubes placed in her ears.  All those memories of fevers and constant crying came back in an instant, and certainly explained why she had been so unhappy the last few days.

Of course the doctor didn't make me feel any better when she said it was pretty bad.  Not that she said it in an accusatory tone or anything (she really didnt'), its just that I felt bad for letting Madison's fever go the previous week as just a cold.  When the fever went away in a few days we thought all was good.  We thought we were being good on all accounts and not panicking the minute she got a fever.  Well the doctor's can forget it now, I'm back in full panic mode.  They will most certainly get phone calls from me now when the fever starts.  (Yeah I'm sure they're scared).

So were back to reality today a little later than the rest of the world.  Me, back to work.  Madison going to the Y to hang out with some of her friends at a day camp they set up for the week. 

I'm hoping that this next week is a little more calm.  That we just sort of slide into the New Year with no fuss or muss.  But then again who am I kidding.  It's me.  I've never slid into anything without there being some fuss and muss somewhere.