The Joys of Dental Surgery

I’m puffy and sore, I can’t bite anything for the next four weeks and I can’t have any chips until March (sob), but I think at the end of all this I will have a healthier and better looking set of gums, so I’m still calling it worthwhile. The surgery actually went great, even better than he expected, and Chris took the day off to handle things around here so I could lie down with a drool cloth and try to rest. I’m really glad I used donor tissue — I can’t imagine recovering from this while also having a hole in the top of my mouth. As it is, eating is a pain cause all my food has to be cut up into chewable pieces and I can’t have anything salty or spicy. Call it a new diet plan, I guess.

Three days down, 25 to go…

Party On

It was a great weekend of birthday celebrations for me (and my birthday isn’t even until Thursday!) Dave and Tanya came down from Kamloops on Saturday and then a few other couples came over to play some party games, eat cake and drink lots. It was awesome. We should do that more often.

The next day the four Lees plus Dave and Tanya went out for brunch and then drove up to Silver Star for an afternoon of tubing. The weather was perfect and it wasn’t even that busy, so we got lots of runs in. I got my exercise pulling Brayden around in his tube, but I think that was still easier than it would’ve been to corral him if he was walking (Justin pulled his own tube for the first time, so that was a relief). Good times all around.

Next weekend looks good too: I’m going out with the girls on Friday, I have a date with Chris on Saturday, and Sunday is a birthday dinner at the in-laws’. Ahh…

Coming Back to Life

Well, that’s certainly one way to lose the holiday weight. Shortly after my last entry I caught the same virus that plagued the kids, which wiped me out for a few days (Chris caught a slightly milder version of it too, but we’re all feeling better now). I’m pretty sure I gained a couple pounds over Christmas, but I lost that and more from stomach flu. It’s not a dieting technique I’d recommend.

So now that we’re all recovering, we’re trying to get back to a normal routine, which means getting the kids to understand they can’t have TV/video games/computer all the time. I think there was one day last week when Brayden was camped out on the couch that we watched something like six straight hours of Treehouse. ‘Twas the good life, but alas, it’s back to reality.

I’m turning 35 in a couple weeks, but celebrations will be pretty low-key for a couple of reasons: we’re trying to save money for our big trip in June, and I’m about to have dental surgery that will leave me with a sore mouth for quite a while. Isn’t January fun? (Sigh.)

 

Welcome to 2012

Christmas just isn’t Christmas unless someone pukes (or is that just my family?) Justin came down with a nasty stomach flu a couple days after Xmas and was laid low for most of a week; Brayden was fine while we were in Saskatoon but developed a fever on the flight home and is now in the throes of it. Their one-year-old cousin was also ill, but miraculously none of the adults seem to have gotten it. Happy new year!

Despite the plague that struck the house, it still managed to be a good holiday. We took the kids to a couple movies, checked out a new waterslide pool and visited with lots of family and friends. We even booked another trip to Toon Town for the end of March so we can meet our new niece/nephew, who is scheduled to arrive next month.

Enjoy the photos!

A Fresh Start

Welcome to the new look. I’ve been using the same blogging platform for nearly seven years, and it finally dawned on me that there’s probably a newer and better way to do this. I’m still working out the kinks, but I hope to be providing new and improved content to all four of my dedicated readers. Stay tuned.

Holiday Happenings

Perhaps I don’t give Justin enough credit. His various therapists have been working with him on expected vs unexpected behaviors (to help him understand social nuances) and apparently he’s been taking it to heart — when we talked to him about the incident on the playground, he knew full well that the kids shouldn’t have been doing that to him. And the recess supervisors tell me he doesn’t hesitate to go to one of them when he has a problem, so I guess he knows how to handle himself. Maybe I don’t need to worry about him as much as I think I do.

Justin was so excited about his Christmas concert at school this week that he was literally vibrating as we waited for the school doors to open. I don’t get how a kid with anxiety issues can be so thrilled about performing in front of large crowds, but hey. His class did a really neat skit about how Santa got his job, and each kid had to say a line into the microphone — they did great, and it was super cute.

Brayden’s preschool had their Christmas party this week (an hour of standing around in the park in sub-zero temperatures…ho ho ho). Santa usually comes to deliver presents to all the kids, but apparently Santa was charging some not-so-jolly rates this year, so they had Mrs. Claus come instead. She gave Brayden a Cars storybook collection (courtesy of Mom, of course) that he loves, so we’ll call the party a success, even if I froze my toes.

Justin went to his very first play date at a friend’s house a couple days ago (first one without Mom, I mean) and it was a tremendous success. He’s had lots of play dates, but always at our house, at first because I didn’t feel comfortable dropping him off somewhere and later because no one was asking him to come over. I finally just asked one of the moms to have him over for the practice, and she was totally willing to help out, so we gave it a try. He had lots of fun and his friend even asked if we could do it again soon — that just made my heart sing.

Christmas break has officially begun, and while I would normally shudder at the prospect of 17 straight days of the kids not being in school, we have enough going on right now that I think it’ll be OK. There’s even a moderate amount of snow right now and I think we’re going to try sledding this morning. It should be good.

 

Playground Battles

I’m all jumpy right now cause Chris told me a story about Justin getting picked on at the school drop-off this morning. Apparently a couple kids from his class pushed him down, and every time he tried to get up they would grab his hood and push him down again. This went on and on and on, so finally Chris intervened (and one of the other kids’ moms had a word with him too). I guess Justin didn’t seem particularly upset, but when Chris asked how this made him feel he said it made him angry. But he didn’t act angry, and that’s part of the problem: he needs to learn what he can do to show kids he doesn’t like what they’re doing, and he needs to understand that “playing” with other kids doesn’t have to mean being their punching bag.

I’ve always struggled with how to handle situations like this, cause I don’t feel comfortable disciplining someone else’s kid and I’m not really sure what my role should be. I don’t want to be the overprotective mom who never lets her kids experience real life, but I also don’t want Justin to become a victim because he doesn’t really understand the group dynamic — when he gets to school and the kids yell “Justin!” and run off to play, are they happy to see him because they like him, or because he’s an easy target? He would never know the difference, and that scares me. Argh.

The Traditional Christmas Letter

It’s been a busy year (aren’t they all?), but there were no major crises, and I’m pleased to report that everyone in the Lee household is healthy and happy. Here’s the latest scoop on each of us:

Justin is still enjoying grade one and is keeping busy with swimming lessons and his all-sport class. Throw in play dates, OT sessions and time with his behavior interventionist, and he’s one busy boy. He continues to amaze us academically and he’s had very few social issues, so we’re happy about that. Several parents have commented that if I hadn’t told them about his Asperger’s, they would never have guessed, which is really good to hear.

I’m about to sign Brayden up for kindergarten for next fall — my baby’s growing up! He’s also in swimming lessons (getting oh-so-close to actually putting his face in the water) and will be starting gymnastics in January, so hopefully that will help burn off some of his endless energy. He still moves like a flea on speed but so far has only required one trip to the ER for stitches, so knock on wood.

Chris is busy at work, but in a good way. He still finds time to shuttle the boys around to some of their activities and his schedule is flexible enough that he can cover things at home when I have appointments or whatever, so it’s all good. He really enjoyed the boys-only trip to Seattle this year for Dave’s stag, but so far hasn’t made any more plans to ditch me and the kids (at least none that I know of…)

My technical communication course is about to end but the next one begins in March, so it’s nice to have something to look forward to. And of course we have something else to look forward to: Chris and I are off on our next cruise in June, this one to northern Europe and Scandinavia, so we’re super excited about that.

Happy holidays everybody!