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Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Too Many Hormones in This House

That is the only explanation. I sat here to do a post on the message I got from the tea and there is no way I can even tackle those deep thoughts with what is going on over here. I went to the doctor yesterday. It's my yearly check-up and I was supposed to go in March and then in June and then in August and then...well, I finally went yesterday. I dread, dread, dread going to the doctor. If you have read past posts, it is obvious why. We see enough doctors for the kids and over the course of my 41 years, I have seen enough for me. I knew I was going to get weighed and I'll admit, the number didn't make me run screaming but as a woman over 40, it is a rare woman that is happy with her weight and I am no different. I knew that he was going to send me for a mammogram and no, I do not want to go. Do you blame me? I was told I had cancer this summer when I didn't. I don't trust tests and I am sick of false positives (when I was pregnant with the twins, they told me I had diabetes only to turn around and tell me they read the wrong test and remember Gia's CF screening) and I completely appreciate that the mouth fiasco fell that way instead of the other but still...I HATE MEDICAL TESTS! I will go get the mammogram because it is the right thing to do and it goes against the grain for me to not do the right thing but I will hate every single minute of it. Why can't I be the little old lady who lives to be 110 and when they interview her, she says, "I never even went to the doctor"? I knew all of this was coming...what I didn't know was that I would be talking football, basketball and baseball throughout the whole thing. For you men, this might not sound so odd but you women out there will understand why that is so bizarre. My yearly appointment...football, basketball and baseball...the ENTIRE time. Not the Bears, Bulls or Cubs but youth sports...Nico's sports. I will tell you, when you are getting checked out, the last thing you can remember is how many tackles your son made or how many points he scored in the last game. I barely remembered what positions he played. At one point, and I love my doctor, I felt like someone was going to jump out and yell, "You're on Candid Camera!" Anyway, I am done and won't have to endure that for another year.



Isabella came home from school yesterday crying. I needed to get her ready for her dance class so I didn't have much patience for the "girl drama" that she seemed to be having. Now, I didn't know at the time that she had a legitimate reason to be crying but instead gave another award winning performance for "Not Mother of the Year." I told her to suck it up, stop being so sensitive and go to the class with an open mind. The whole "being left out" theme is one that everyone has forever...it is something that is so hard to give kids the tools to deal with and come out okay because as adults, it still hurts to not be included. I live by the code of "If you don't want me there, I don't want to be there anyway" and surround myself with people that do want me around. That doesn't mean that I don't get twinges of feeling left out when friends get together without me. She went to dance, came back and had a twinkle in her eye about it. She LOVED it. She said a lot of the others did not so I feel lucky to at least be spending money on something she loves. She then told me that at recess the kids that do chorus got called in for practice. All her friends had to go in leaving her by herself (that was her perception, whether it was true, who knows?). Later they thought she was mad at them so they told her teacher and he called her aside to talk to her. She said this made her feel really bad which led to the emotions that I had earlier seen. Why is it so hard to teach our kids to be good friends? Why, even when we do, they still end up hurting? I have told my kids 100x's when someone does something you don't like, you need to tell him/her and yet, their answer is always the same: I can't say that! Is it wrong to say, "We are good friends and when you talk behind my back or tell on me instead of talking to me, it hurts my feelings"? I guess it is a lot to ask of a 10 year old when even at 41, I have friends who act like they are mad at me and I have no idea why and I don't ask them outright. I just wait until the wave passes and things are normal again because I refuse to add to adult girl drama. I believe my best friend calls that "sweeping". We had a long, exhausting talk about what makes a good friend and how to be a good friend and even if you aren't being treated very nicely, all you can do is be nice to everyone so that when you go to bed at night, you can feel good about how you acted. Most girls wear their hearts on their sleeves and have a hard time hiding when they are mad (or is that just me?) so I would imagine, since Belle doesn't realize she is stomping her feet or rolling her eyes at me, she might not realize that she is giving off the vibe that she is mad to her friends, even though she is mad at me for not signing her up for chorus not mad at them. This morning she woke up and complained that the elf wasn't doing a good job. He didn't come, he doesn't move and it just isn't fun. She said all of this on the verge of tears. I can't even explain how irritated that made me. I warned them that if they didn't go to bed earlier, the elf wasn't going to come (because he has other houses to go to, of course) and they ignored me so I reminded her of that. She just kept mumbling, "It isn't even fun." No, Belle, it's not...welcome to my world! Girls breed drama and I want very badly to avoid it. With all the hormones flowing in the house (do I really need to talk about Gia and the giant-sized fits she has been throwing), I don't see how that is possible.



1 Comments:

At December 13, 2011 at 2:08 PM , Blogger Rochelle said...

Nothin wrong with a little sweeping!

 

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