Happy Birthday, Sunshine

It's amazing to think about all the changes we've been through this year. He went from three days a week at preschool to all-day kindergarten. He adapted to that much better than I did! He's made a tremendous amount of friends and continues to excel in school. Just recently he's started reading, but he still prefers to do mazes or dot-to-dot books than to sit down with a good book. Just seeing how much his handwriting has improved over the last few months is amazing. I'm so proud of how well he's doing, and he loves having his friend Hunter from preschool and our neighbor Luke in his class.

And I thought he was obsessed with hockey last year--my goodness this kid astounds me with his never-ending love for anything hockey related. He doesn't care what game is on (but he obviously prefers to watch Blackhawk games), he wants to watch it. He's even been known to watch college hockey simply because it's hockey. He knows all the Blackhawk players and their corresponding numbers and knows at least one player on each of the other 29 teams. He's finishing up his first session of being on a hockey team, and it's been a great experience. He's in a house league, so there are six teams total of about 12-13 kids. They play five games during the 14 straight Saturday and Sunday practices, and he's been learning a lot and having a blast!

But my boy is developing quite a bit of a temper, unfortunately. He's been known to get mad at times and can be downright mean. We've been trying to curb that, as well as the claim that people are "being mean" when they don't want to do what he wants.

My life is definitely complete with him in our lives. I used to tease and be jealous of the relationship my brother had with my mom, oftentimes referring to the whole situation as too much of a mama's boy issue. But now I can completely relate. There's a special bond I have with him, but perhaps much of it can be attributed to me staying home with him while Riley attended daycare. Regardless, he is my boy and I'm so proud to be his mom. Happy birthday, big guy. May all your dreams become a reality and remember how much we all love you.

And now...Jeremy through his six years.

At the hospital

3 months

6 months

9 months

1 year old

18 months

2 years old

2.5 years old

3 years old (and sick)

3.5 years old

4 years old

 

5 years old

6 years old

Apologies

I'm sorry for the lack of posts. We've had a sickly house as of late, and I just haven't had much energy to do anything. It started with Jeremy being at home for three days a few weeks ago, and he had a 102-degree fever. (I admit that selfishly I enjoyed having the poor kid cuddle up with me. He did feel awful, but I was glad I was there to take care of him. And he fell asleep one day on my lap--man I miss those days when he was a lot smaller!) After day three, I took him to the doctor, for the doctor to practically scare me and claim that J may have early stages of mono! But that she wasn't for certain! Ugh. He did have spots on his throat, but his strep test came back negative.

Then two weeks ago he had yet another fever--this time at school, so he had to come home. He was fine the next day, so we spent much of it doing puzzles and playing games.

So then what happens last Sunday? I get sick. Horribly sick. It's been a rough process. I felt it coming on Sunday afternoon while we were outside enjoying the unseasonable weather. It was in the 60s, but I had such a chill--which might be somewhat attributed to the hockey rink--that I had Phil get my winter hat, coat and gloves from inside. Monday morning I had the 102-degree fever. I was a mess on Monday and Tuesday. And then Tuesday Jeremy went to the nurse with a stomach ache! I was floored. He came home and I said I couldn't play with him. He did a puzzle, and then I dozed off (Phil was working from home.) I woke up and J was fast asleep on the couch! I'm guessing the time change and all the sunshine might have worn him out. But he was back at school on Wednesday!

As for me, I'm feeling better. Still not 100%, which stinks. I hate being useless. In hindsight, I should have gone to the doctor, but I was feeling better Thursday and Friday. But now I can't breathe and my ear is clogged. I'm guessing I have a sinus infection and/or an ear infection. I think I'm off to the doc on Monday for some stronger drugs.

No rest for the weary here!