So hard being a working mom

This morning, I got the boys up and asked them to get ready so we could leave. It wasn't long before my older son went into the bathroom and closed the door. It wasn't long before he called me into the bathroom.


When I entered, I found him in tears. Of course, I asked what was wrong. He said he didn't know, he just didn't feel good all of a sudden. I couldn't get any more out of him. I gave him his allergy med and a pepto pill for his tummy and had him eat half a banana suspecting perhaps his allergies were part of the problem.


After dropping them off... I started to think back. He was doing this last year when he was having trouble with an older child telling him he couldn't talk to his friends. Last week, his lunch box went missing - shortly after a couple of trouble makers in his class took three others and put them in the trash can. Yesterday, his favorite sweatshirt didn't come home.


He also has an issue with remaining focused. I asked him about it - because when we do homework and such at home, I don't see this issue. He said it's easier to stay focused at home. I asked how so, he said there are other people at school. It's hard to stay focused on his teacher. I told him I wasn't sure what he meant because there are plenty of distractions at home. He said that wasn't what he meant. But he couldn't describe it.


So I wrote his teacher and told her of my concerns. I can't state it for sure, but if I had to place a bet, his inability to focus recently seems to be based in an issue he might be having with someone else. I hope beyond all hope he isn't being bullied again. Because, if that is the case, this mama may not be too good at holding her mama bear instinct back.


For now, I asked his teacher to keep an extra eye out in case something is going on. I told her that based on his answers to the questions I have asked, I am suspicious that someone is the root of some of this and not a general inability to focus as it appears on the surface.


Hopefully we are able to flush this out and he hasn't had his lunch box and his sweatshirt (which was a gift from his cousin) forever.

Time is flying

You are 6 now. You'll be 7 in two months.


You are intelligent.
You are witty.
You are creative.
You are REALLY fast.
You have an affinity for numbers.
You love to read.




You aren't sure about writing. But we can work on that.


I can't believe you're already wrapping up your first grade year. In two weeks, you will officially be finished with this year... and you'll be a second grader. It blows me away to watch you grow.


You have the most amazing eyes and such a sweet nature.


You are everyone's friend.


I am so blessed to have you as my sweet first born son. I can't wait to see what the future holds, even if I always wish silently that you will slow down on growing up just a little because mommy's heart just can't take it.