Steps Forward

Last time I shared a very brief summary of my life over the last year and a half. Now it’s time to look forward. Despite the hiccups, roadblocks, and detours, my life overall is moving in a positive direction, and with a little effort I know I can get things where I want them to be.

While I may not have gotten a full time position yet, I am valued at both my jobs and have been gaining considerable experience that will benefit me in the future. And there is still hope for a full time job in the near future. I have an interview this afternoon and another application pending. New opportunities pop up somewhat regularly, and I am confident that everything will fall into place eventually. In the meantime, I will keep trying to do the best job I can and keep applying as I see fit.

Though I am anxious for Avery’s assessment, I am also confident that it will give us the information and tools we need to get him to a good place, too. And through the process, I’m learning more about how he works, what helps and doesn’t help him, and how to be supportive. Being more understanding rather than demanding, I’m hoping, will help him feel supported, so he feels comfortable opening up and growing. My ultimate goal is to help him reach his potential, to make him happy, confident, and successful. And while it will likely take a while, I’m trying to be patient and do what we can as we can.

I’m unsure how best to help Emily with her little issues, and with other things taking my focus, I admit to not working on it perhaps as much as I should. I need to really get to the root of her concerns and figure out what’s really going on. I want to have a discussion with her, to try to understand where she’s coming from so we can move forward. But I don’t know if she’ll cooperate with that! A lot of her behavior is based on her mood, so finding the right time is crucial. That is so much easier said than done, though.

The house is still a mess, though I have been making little bits of progress here and there. Summer definitely set me back, but I’m trying to get back into the swing of things. I cleared off my kitchen table enough that we could actually have family dinners again. That’s a win (even if it seems small). And I cleared off my desk and the chaise in my library this week, which is another win. My planner has other tasks penciled in, and if I can keep myself motivated and on task, I know I can continue to see progress, however slow it may be. The kids’ rooms are disaster areas themselves, and the kids have pushed back every time I’ve tried to help them clean. I’m hoping that if I set a good example and get my rooms in order, then they’ll be more motivated to work on theirs. Maybe if they see how comfortable and happy I am in my clean space, they’ll want to feel the same. I hope anyway! In the meantime I’ll just keep whittling away and see how far I can go.

As for other tasks, they tend to fall into two categories: work-type stuff/personal projects and self care.

I ended both my businesses at the end of last year. This includes the Usborne Books & More stuff and the gift baskets/other gifts stuff. It was time for that chapter of my life to come to a close. But of course I always have to have projects going on, and new ideas always replace the old. I have multiple websites in the works, with focuses on children and library topics. And, as I mentioned in passing last time, I’m trying to get back into writing. I have a novel in the works that I started a while back, and ideas for other books. I also still have my existing books floating around, and I have several copies of each still sitting in my shed. That being said, I’ve decided to adjust how I think about my writing and how I handle it in the future.

When I published my first novel, I was in my initial “take charge” mode. I wasn’t getting anywhere with traditional agents and publishers, so I took matters into my own hands and self published. I don’t regret doing that, but I think I jumped into it a little too quickly. I was so anxious to get it published that I went with the first option I saw, and because I didn’t have extra cash lying around, I did it the least expensive way possible. I used the free ISBN number that CreateSpace offered (which means CreateSpace is listed as the publisher), and I didn’t take the time to get the document really formatted the way it should have looked. The formatting got better with subsequent books, but I still stuck with the free ISBNs, and I haven’t played with my options at all since I initially published. I also grouped my book sales with my other business, and, like I mentioned above, that business has since closed, which leaves me at a bit of a dead end.

Hindsight is 20/20, of course, and I’ve learned a lot along the way. While writing will likely never be my full time career, it would be nice for it to be a little more than it is now. I would like to actually sell some copies of my books to the general public, not just family and friends, especially if I publish additional titles. And I want it to look more professional. So I’ve decided in 2022 I’m going to set up a new company, with a “publisher” name, and purchase some ISBNs with that name. I’m going to evaluate my options for printing and selling and determine which is the right choice for me. Then I will reissue my existing titles with the new publisher name. That will give me the opportunity to reformat the first title, maybe redesign covers (I haven’t decided on that one yet). I’m even considering recording audiobooks! Wouldn’t that be fun? (I love audiobooks…)

So websites and writing will keep me busy in my free time, once the major housecleaning is out of the way. But I’m trying not to just work, work, work all the time. So I’ve been doing my best to relax in the evenings. I have several creative projects in the works (a Diamond Dotz picture, a crocheted blanket, latchhook, etc.), and I just grab whichever one I feel like working on and watch a TV show or movie. Unfortunately I’ve been slipping into some bad habits and staying up too late doing this, so I’ll need to work on that. But overall it’s been nice to have unwinding time.

I’m trying to get into healthy routines, to figure out what works for me and offers a good balance. It is very much a work in progress. But I feel confident that I’m moving forward. I hope I can keep it up!

Back in the Saddle

When I decided to resume this blog, I knew it had been a while since my last post. I knew a lot had happened since then, and that there would be a lot of summarizing and catching up as I steered things in a new direction. As I read over my last post, however, I realize there’s even more to discuss.

The illness that I mentioned in my last post was, I’m convinced, a mild bout of COVID-19, though that was before I even knew what that was, and before it was really on anyone’s radar. I am fortunate it was brief, and I sincerely hope I didn’t pass it along to anyone else, especially since masks weren’t a thing yet. Just a couple of months later, as everyone is aware, the world kind of imploded, and the pandemic was in full swing. And since then, everyone has been working to pick up the pieces and figure out how to get lives back on track.

So why am I back to writing this blog? No, it is not to hash out the pandemic and all the havoc it has wrought. And it is certainly not to woe-is-me complain about how my life would be so much better if it hadn’t happened. I am writing again because I have a million things going on in my brain, and I hope that putting them into words will accomplish a few of things: 1) get it out of my head so I don’t have to worry about keeping track of it all, 2) help hold me accountable for my goals, since putting them out into the world, even if no one ends up reading about them, makes me feel like I would be letting someone else down, too, and 3) I really want to get back into writing on a regular basis, and this feels like an easy way to establish a routine.

First, a summary of what has happened since last time. Of course, the pandemic. When schools shut down “for a couple of weeks (haha),” and the libraries I worked at closed to the public (2 libraries now – I started working in Rocky Hill about a month after my last post), and my dad’s business kept me working from home rather than coming in, the kids and I found ourselves at home. Never one to just sit around, I took action. While the libraries at which I worked figured out their courses of action, I started my own “virtual library” on Facebook, and the kids I held a nightly story time (thanks to publishers for easing copyright restrictions) and somewhat regular programs for crafts and such, which we livestreamed on Facebook. I compiled lists of free resources for books, television, virtual tours, and more. And I tried to accomplish some of the things “real” libraries do. It gave the kids and myself something to do, and it helped hone my skills. That definitely came in handy as my roles at the libraries shifted.

In East Hampton I was still expected to come in, albeit for less hours, even though the library wasn’t open. I worked on articles to post on the website, video tutorials, and some project videos to post on Facebook. In Rocky Hill, I started working from home with a vengeance, starting with all kinds of virtual resources to share, then moving into virtual programming that utilized supplies families would already have at home. My work hours actually increased in Rocky Hill, and my portfolio exploded with content. My position changed from being a substitute reference librarian to suddenly being a vital part of the children’s department.

Since my grad school was all online anyway, it continued. There were some slight hiccups and adjustments for deadlines, but for the most part it was business as usual. So that, thankfully, stayed on track. Though when it came time for finding an internship I ran into some snags. Fortunately one library was willing to take me by the time fall came around, and I was able to finish up.

So, through the beginning of the pandemic I worked three jobs and went to grad school, and had my kids at home. Geesh. Even reading that sounds overwhelming. But as at least two of the jobs were very limited hours, so it wasn’t as bad as it sounds. And my parents helped watch the kids when I had to go into East Hampton. We managed. We got into a new routine, and we survived. When we slid into fall, I stopped working for my dad’s business and started my internship. Libraries opened up to the public. The kids went back to school (in person, though that shifted to virtual and hybrid a couple of times, which threw everything out of whack). Schedules shifted again. We got into new routines, and we survived again.

December, I graduated and got my Masters in Library Science. Yay! Life should have been smooth sailing from there, right? Not quite. With all the chaos of the past couple of years, my house had become a bit of a disaster area. Not to mention the redecorating projects, with moving the kids’ rooms around, setting up a library/office in half of my bedroom, and needing space for virtual programming (and all the supplies that brought with it). So once grad school was over, I decided it was time to work on my house. And I have been, slowly but surely. I still have a long way to go. But any free time that grad school had filled was now filled with plans to clean the house, and spring was filled with projects and plans and attempts to get life in order.

Unfortunately, getting a full time job (my goal once grad school was over) has been harder than I would have liked. I’ve been on some interviews, but so far no luck. That means I went through the summer working at two libraries. And let me tell you, summer reading in one children’s department is busy. Working in two, especially when you want to give 110% of yourself to both, is ridonculous. I worked six days a week all summer long. Most weeks I had at least three programs going on. In case you’re not familiar with them, programs are all the fun stuff that libraries put on – story times, and craft projects, science experiments, etc. They require planning and prep work and focus. I had been planning and conducting programs all along, so that shouldn’t have been a problem. But juggling that with the stress of having kids at camp (yes, both kids went to in-person camp all summer long), plus having so little free time, meant a very anxious summer for me.

Now comes the mental, emotional stuff. Stress. Anxiety. Of course it was there all along. But between the pandemic and underlying issues that already existed, the kids have struggled. New fears and anxieties have popped up for them. This spring Avery was diagnosed with ADHD (a diagnosis a long time coming), and we tried some things this summer that had mixed results. It is likely he has anxiety as well, plus who knows what else, so he will be getting a full assessment at the beginning of October. I’m a little nervous about it, but I’m hoping it will give us answers so we can work out a plan to help him. But his struggles make camp a challenge. I never know when his behavior will be a problem, so I spent the summer glued to my phone, fearful that I would get a call saying he needs to be picked up. And it happened – multiple times. Emily has had some minor struggles of her own. She’s had her own behavior issues, with attitude and talking back. Plus she still struggles with potty accidents, which I cannot understand. A lot of it seems to be a stubbornness, a refusal to do what she has to do. Why? “Because it’s boring!” “I don’t want to!” “I don’t like it!” And nothing seems to have any lasting effect.

Now it’s fall again. The pandemic is still around, though it is a constantly changing situation. In some ways trying to return to normalcy has been more stressful than the time we spent at home, especially since we never know what’s going to happen, with variants and mask restrictions and people who refuse to do what’s best for everyone. Everyone is so opinionated and adamant that they’re right that for my mental health I have to gloss over most of it. I do my best to do what I think is right for my family and others, and I keep moving forward.

Since summer reading is over, I find myself with more pockets of time in which to get things done. Cleaning projects have resumed. New routines are being established. And I’m trying to make plans for the future. The problem now? There’s so much I want to do it’s hard to determine priorities and plans. Each pocket of time has a million things that could fill it. And deciding which one gets that prime space is a challenge, especially when the thing I choose is something I’m less than excited about. But I’m trying. Trying to find balance, to give myself actual free time to work on creative projects or fun stuff. To give my kids structure and family time without overwhelming them, either.

Next time I’ll discuss plans, goals, and ideas. For now, however, it’s time to start the day.

Dealing with Setbacks

Setbacks happen, unfortunately. And when you have a million things going on, like me, and have pretty much every minute planned out, when those setbacks happen, they can really throw your schedule out of whack.

My setback happened in the form of a whopper of a headache, combined with some tummy issues, that had me in bed pretty much all day Friday. I felt like I could not function. Thankfully my mom was able to help with the kids, and I was able to get the rest I needed. But when you’re not up for doing anything but sleep, it’s hard to get homework done or work from home. It’s also hard to run errands or keep appointments. And it’s definitely hard to actually go to work. So I called out from work and rescheduled everything else.

Saturday was better, thankfully. I was able to go to work. But I was definitely running a bit slower than usual, and it took more concentration to focus. For someone who is used to running at peak efficiency and getting things crossed off the to do list quickly, having to take breaks to sit is a bit of a downer. I decided to cancel plans I had made for Sunday so I could rest a little more and not get my friends sick.

And that brings me to today. I’m getting better but still not a hundred percent. Hopefully another low key day will help.

So why am I bringing this up? Well, I wanted to be real. Sometimes I try so hard to be superwoman that I think I can make myself come across as invincible. But setbacks do happen, and they are often out of our control. I am certainly not immune. It’s also a reminder to be flexible. I could have tried to push through it on Friday – likely with disastrous consequences. I could have tried to salvage at least part of the day and tried to do something. But I decided to give my body the rest it needed, knowing I would figure the rest out later.

And then comes the most important part: it’s easy to get wrapped up in the to do list. I know I do it often enough. It’s easy to get consumed with everything you want and need to do, to worry about everyone counting on you and all your responsibilities. But here’s the thing: without your body, you won’t be able to do anything on your to do list. You won’t be able to fulfill any responsibilities or help anyone. So sometimes, when your body is working hard to get your attention, give it what it needs. The to do list can wait. Your body won’t. So take care of it!

I know I could do a better job of this. Maybe this incident was just getting sick, but it may have also served as a bit of a wake-up call, a reminder to take better care of myself. I’ve been doing better at giving myself little downtime breaks once in a while, but maybe it’s not enough. Perhaps during my low key day I can do a little thinking on what to do about that…

Keep Going

There’s a reason that I make goals instead of resolutions on New Year’s. The reason is that with resolutions, if you slip up, you’re inclined to give up – “oh well, guess I didn’t keep it, better luck next year.” But with goals, you’re not expected to be perfect right away. Goals are something you strive for, work toward, and continue trying to reach, despite setbacks.

Overall I’ve been making great progress toward my cleaning goal (though once grad school starts tomorrow, I expect that progress to slow, unfortunately). I haven’t really made any progress in my financial goal (though I did just get another very-part-time library job, so that may help). I have been doing some serious soul-searching regarding my businesses, with some possible decisions, though I keep going back and forth. But my biggest hang-up are the goals that involve my kids.

I started right in on the daily holidays. We “celebrated” some quirky holidays, and the kids seemed interested. Then I ran into a tough day, which I didn’t know how to celebrate, and things went downhill. What I’ve learned in this process is that I was treating it too much like an item on my to do list. This was supposed to be fun, but instead I was just acting like “ok, what can we do to celebrate this day so we can say we celebrated it.” Instead, I’m going to do a bit more planning (we plan ahead for big holidays, why not the little ones?) and get the kids involved in the planning, too. This will make it less of a checklist item and more of a fun family activity.

With regards to the other kids’ goals, progress has been slow. I’ve been trying to encourage my kids to be more self-sufficient (having them get their own breakfast, for example), but there’s a long way to go. I know I’ve seen articles and such that discuss age-appropriate chores for kids, but I’m going to have to do some searching to dig them up (if anyone has any, please let me know!). I do want to give them chores, but I admit that one of my hesitations has been the current condition of our house. As that gets better, hopefully the responsibilities issue will become easier. Only time will tell.

I’m still remaining positive for the year, and I’m still confident that I am moving in the right direction. Things never go as quickly as I would like them to, but I can honestly say I can see the progress I’ve made thus far in the house, and it is encouraging. May the progress continue!

What are your goals for the year? How are they coming along?

A Year of Preparation

Happy New Year! We have a brand-spanking-new year ahead of us, full of possibilities. What will your year hold?

I have decided that this is my year to tie up loose ends and get things in motion for my year of new beginnings in 2021. This will be my year of preparation, of transition, of setting up my future. That being said, here are my goals for this year:

  1. Establish new routines and habits with my kids. This will include:
    1. Having more fun together. To this end I have started celebrating every day with my kids. I’m taking all the little national and quirky holidays and finding a way to incorporate at least one every day. So far we’ve celebrated Science Fiction Day and Cream Puff Day, Drinking Straw Day and Chocolate Covered Cherry Day, and Spaghetti Day. So far the celebrating hasn’t been very exciting, my son Avery has already started to ask what the holiday is each day, so I’ll take that as a promising step!
    2. Creating responsibility charts for each child and determining appropriate chores for each of them. My kids are capable of more than they think they are, but they have gotten into a habit of expecting me (or Nana) to do everything for them. Everything I have read has indicated that having responsibilities and chores is good for kids, so that, combined with the simple fact that I don’t want to do everything for them, is pushing me to finally set up some responsibility charts.
    3. Establishing expectations and a system of positive consequences so there’s less yelling and more good behavior. They’re kids, so I don’t expect perfection, but Avery, especially, has struggled with ongoing challenging behavior. I’m hoping the responsibilities will help, but in addition I need to figure out a way to get him motivated to behave better. Not rewards, necessarily, but a way to see positive consequences for good behavior. The plan for this goal is definitely a work in progress.
  2. Clean and organize my house! This has been on my goals list for a while now, but this year I’m making it happen. I’ve already started, and, while progress has not been quick, it has been steady. I’m planning to keep it up so my home is comfortable, livable, and enjoyable. I expect it to take a while! Hopefully by the time the year is coming to a close I can say I’ve finally checked this one off.
  3. Finish grad school. I am halfway through my coursework, and, if all goes according to plan, I will be graduating in December. At the same time, my part-time library job is giving me valuable experience, putting me in a good position to find a full-time job after graduation.
  4. Get my finances in order. I unfortunately have considerable debt, and grad school has only been adding to it. So this year my goal is to pay off as much as possible, then consolidate the rest to get it paid off in a timely manner. (My long-term goal, if I’m being very ambitious, is to be completely debt-free by the time I’m 50 – just in time for Avery to start college!)
  5. Figure out my businesses. I have decided that this year I will be making some big decisions about my businesses. It is very possible – likely, even, that I will close one or both of my businesses this year. But more on that as I do more soul-searching and determine what exactly it is I want. I’m not good at letting things go!

Like I said: lots of odds and ends to get myself and my kids in a good position for a fresh start next year. This is going to be a full, busy year, but I truly believe I am in the right mindset to make it happen.

Here’s to a great year!

What are some of your goals this year? How do you plan to reach them?

Another Year Over, A New One Just Begun…

Well, it’s a new year. 2018 had its share of ups and downs, with perhaps more downs than ups (my last grandparent passed away, I got a divorce, the Avery camp behavior fiasco), and yet reflecting back I think the year as a whole was a positive, productive one. Life, I believe, is moving in the right direction, and I have high hopes that 2019 will continue the upward trajectory.

So what will 2019 bring? Well, grad school starts in a couple of weeks. Time with my kids, of course. A cleaner, more organized house? Business boosts and more money juggling? As always, it’s time to make those resolutions — I prefer to call them goals — for the year. Here’s what I’ve got:

  • Establish new routines and habits for myself and my kids that accomplish a few important things:
    • More quality time together
    • Growth as individuals — and more self-reliance
    • Productivity
    • Better time management
  • Begin and make progress in my Masters Degree. If I’m able to meet my expectations for workload, I should have half of my degree complete by the end of the year (taking 2 classes per semester, including summer session).
  • Continue to grow as an Educational Services Representative with Usborne Books & More, helping more schools and sharing a love of reading with more kids. (For those familiar with UBAM’s procedures, I want to have active relationships with 7 listed schools and/or libraries).
  • Finish organizing my house so every item has a home, and the result is an efficient — but fully functional and practical — environment for myself and my kids.

I would like to be in a better place financially by the end of the year, as well, but between grad school, businesses, and life, I have no idea what a practical goal would be. So we’ll just leave the money bit as a vague “do as well financially as possible.”

And I think that about covers it. I already have plans in place to work on the main goals indicated above, as well as some smaller goals (progress on my websites, for example), so I should be off to a good start. My goals are ambitious, but if I can stay focused for the most part, I think they’re achievable. I guess we’ll find out in about a year!

For now, I’m finding that staying up until midnight and waking up at 5 am are not really a good mix (life with kids — gotta love it!), so I shall sign off. Here’s to a great year! What are your goals?

Looking Up

When I last wrote, life was looking pretty bleak. I’m happy to say that, although October has been a month of ups and downs and more than its fair share of craziness, things overall are moving in the right direction. Though I am still exhausted! (But are we really surprised there?)


Though far from perfect, Emily’s behavior doesn’t seem *quite* as bad as it was. Yes, she still has moments of brattiness, but that is usually when she’s tired. Most days at school she’s OK. And she seems to be more affectionate these days, which I’m definitely fine with. Extra hugs and snuggles? OK!

My primary concern these days with Emily is back to the potty-training situation. *sigh* She had been doing well, but she’s starting to be stubborn again, not wanting to go. I’ve learned to stop asking her if she has to go most of the time, and instead just tell her she’s going. Even then she’ll fight me a bit, but she usually goes. If I take a more laid-back approach, we end up with accidents — several accidents. There have been days lately with 4-5 accidents. Of course that means more dirty clothes — right when my washing machine decides to conk out on me. Great. But we’re working through it.


My dear, sweet boy is making an appearance more often these days. Though not perfect, his behavior at school has been considerably better these past couple of weeks. I can’t say exactly what has caused the improvement, though his teacher and I have both been making efforts in this area. I am pleased to say that at Avery’s parent-teacher conference, his teacher did not dwell on the challenges that Avery has presented, but rather discussed some ideas she had to help him. She put a chart in place to encourage Avery’s positive behavior, with the reward being free reading time (he loves to read). She also brought in a big bin of her own son’s books (that he had outgrown), just for Avery. She offered a small bean bag to keep Avery’s hands busy. And asked his opinion on other things that might help him. I was told the literacy specialist was going to be testing him to see where he stood in the reading curriculum, so they would be able to best structure his days for success. And Avery said he’s been doing some kind of other testing, too. I was glad that at least a few of the people at his school were working to help him.

At home, I’ve made a few changes, as well. The most notable change is taking away screen time in the morning. Avery had gotten into the habit of turning on the TV or some device with video games first thing in the morning. Even if I limited how much, he still seemed overactive afterward, less willing or able to settle down and get ready for school. So I decided to try taking away all screen time in the morning. My theory was that the screen time was overstimulating his brain, making him need that constant activity and stimulation. Since he already had some difficulty with transitions, this did not set him up for success at school, where he needed to be calmer and more open to lower levels of stimulation. It seems to be working. Most days I notice a difference at home. And his behavior at school since I implemented this has been much better, as well. (Though it did correspond to the changes made by his teacher, as well, so it’s hard to say which had a greater impact. I’m sure both played a part.)

In any case, we’re moving in the right direction. Now I have to work on creating more definitive chores and responsibilities, both for Avery and Emily. They have both gotten into an entitled mentality, expecting things to be done for them. And I want to make sure they gain a greater sense of self-responsibility, realizing how their behavior affects others and how they can become more self-sufficient. We’ll get there.


On a personal note, this has been a busy, crazy month. Emily’s birthday, a book fair, vendor events, trying to clean house….oh, and getting legally divorced. All positive activities, but I am left feeling a bit burned out — moving into the busiest time of the year! I’m starting to slip once again into that “I don’t feel like doing anything” mode. But this time I am doing what I can to nip that in the bud.

Over the last couple of months, my schedule has been all topsy turvy, dealing with last-minute, urgent activities, rather than setting me up for success with more gradual progress. And I think that has contributed greatly to the tired, burned-out feeling I’ve been experiencing. So first on the to do list is to get back into a routine, to schedule times when I will work on urgent items, and times to make progress on my more long-term goals. 

What I have found to be the biggest discouragement is looking around, feeling like nothing is getting done. So, while I do need to build in times to relax, I also need to push myself at times to make some kind of progress. The less I allow myself to do, the less I feel like doing. It’s a vicious cycle. For a while now I’ve realized that I work best on a deadline. So I’ve set a few in place, to encourage me to handle business items, household items, and other such things. Early registration also starts on Tuesday for grad school, so I have to figure that out soon, too.

Life is certainly not getting easier, but it is moving in the right direction, and overall I’m feeling more positive. November will be busy with events and holiday prep, but I’m hoping December will be a bit more relaxed so I can enjoy the holiday season with my kids. Christmas shopping is probably about two thirds complete. Bills are being paid. Goals are in place. With a little bit (OK, a lot) of effort, I know I’ll get there.

In a Funk

Sometimes when life gets particularly crazy and overwhelming, the only thing to do is write it out. For me, at least, writing it all out makes me have to think about everything more objectively, to process it all, and to find ways to simplify it — and that, in turn, gets me in the frame of mind to do something about it. So let’s give it a shot.


My sweet, independent, easy child is not so easy anymore. On a positive note, she’s finally potty trained! She started accepting the potty the Monday before school started. And, while she still has the occasional accident, she’s doing pretty well — even overnight! So that’s good news.

In the not-so-good news, however, is her increased brattiness. She’s more prone to tantrums these days, especially if someone does something she doesn’t like. And her tantrums can involve whining, arguing, yelling, and even pushing and/or hitting. I’m sure a lot of it is her age. She’s testing her limits, asserting her will, and in general making sure everyone knows she’s not happy. But it can be very difficult to deal with, especially with everything else on my plate! And her teacher has already commented on it, asking if I had anything that worked at home to help. *sigh*


Emily’s behavior seems mild compared to Avery’s. With Avery, I have to deal with defiance, lack of respect, constant arguing and/or whining and complaining, bossiness, bad attitude, and the occasional impulse that negatively affects others. And it’s affecting school. I have already gotten multiple calls and reports home about his behavior. Thus far nothing seems to be working.

We’ve been seeing a family counselor, and she believes that we need to put into place a positive reinforcement system in an attempt to encourage him to behave better. She’s also pushing me to request a PPT through his school — a meeting with staff members at his school to get him formally evaluated and to discuss challenges and how to address concerns. I will be stopping in to his school one day this week to meet with the behavior specialist and sit in on his classroom, and I’m hoping to discuss setting up a PPT at that time.

I’m hoping those steps will help, but honestly to me it feels like there’s something else going on. I don’t know if he just truly doesn’t care about what anyone else thinks or wants, or if he is intentionally (even if it’s subconsciously) defying everyone. Either way I wish I knew how to address it. I’ve taken a pile of books out from the library, but finding the time and energy to read them will be a challenge.

I did notice Saturday that there were two occasions when moving away from a busy, action-packed environment to a more subdued, calm environment led to him acting better. I don’t know if it was coincidence or if there’s something there. At this point I have so many theories and thoughts running through my brain it’s hard to determine what’s connected and what’s just me grasping at straws!


All of the drama involving the kids has made me feel like a bad mom lately. I feel like I’m turning into the kind of mom I don’t want to be: one who yells all the time, is constantly worn out and frustrated, and wants to be far, far away from her kids. I love my kids; I truly do. But most of the time lately I just want to be alone. And I hate feeling like that.

I’m sure part of it is my just being tired and overwhelmed in other areas of my life, too. I feel like I don’t have much of a handle on anything these days. And that is not like me! I like having a plan, a routine, a course of action that I actually follow through with. But lately I feel like I’m just floating along, doing the bare minimum to get by on a day-to-day basis. I have no motivation to do much of anything. My energy and desire to tackle my to do list have gone down the toilet. Is it because of the kids? Is it because of the condition of my house? Is it because with school starting (and Emily starting school) my daily schedule is all topsy turvy? Is it just because I need a vacation from it all? I don’t know. Probably all of the above. And it sucks big time.

As I’ve done in the past, I’m trying to take a deep breath and figure out a game plan. I’m trying to make new routines and habits, to come up with a schedule that will work. I’ve got a POD sitting in my driveway, ready to fill with boxes and miscellaneous stuff from my house as I attempt to tackle the clutter. I’ve got that pile of parenting books ready to read. I’ve got ideas and projects and activities that I want to try. But it all seems so much harder this time around. I just feel so tired.

I’m trying to draw on resources that have worked in the past: planning things out, listening to motivational audiobooks, pushing myself. I’m probably going to go back and re-read a bunch of A Life You Want posts — that sometimes works, too. But it feels different this time; probably because I’m at such a loss over what to do with Avery. I feel helpless and hopeless.

But I’m not giving up. I refuse to give up.

Avery and I are going to be putting together a positive behavior chart tonight. And the kids and I are going to work on clearing out boxes and clutter this afternoon. Maybe seeing some progress in the house will make me feel a little better overall. It’s worth a shot anyway.

I need to get myself out of this funk. But for that to truly happen, something needs to go well. Let’s hope this week is better than the last. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me!

What a Week

This past week had to be the most stressful week I’ve experienced in a long time. Nothing extreme happened. There were no disasters or crises. Nobody got hurt. No property got damaged. So why was it so stressful? Avery was at a new camp.

If you have never had a child with a behavioral issue attending a camp where no one knew him, after having been essentially kicked out of two camps previously, consider yourself lucky. The anxiety, the nerve-wracking tension that each phone call brings, the reluctant hopefulness that day brings — it was a rollercoaster of emotions and nerves.

As I mentioned last time, I cut most sugar out of Avery’s diet. No sweet cereals, no sweet snacks, no 100% juice. The first day on the diet was a success. The second day was decent, too. The third day was his first day at the new camp. Trigger the anxiety. I had no idea how he was going to do. When I started his diet some said his behavior could actually get worse, as he body “detoxed” from the sugar. But he seemed to be taking it in stride. Was I lucky? Or was I just on borrowed time? I was a nervous wreck. But the first day at camp seemed to go OK. The man in charge lumped Avery in with the other young campers when he said he had some trouble listening. I breathed a hopeful sigh of relief.

Then Tuesday hit. On top of difficulties at home in the morning, this second day at camp was horrible, reminiscent of the very difficult days Avery had experienced elsewhere. Great. Were we back to square one?

The third day, following the bad behavior on Tuesday, was even more nerve-wracking than the previous two days. Would he get kicked out? Would they make him sit out activities, say he couldn’t come back? But Wednesday was OK. Some trouble not listening, a couple of small issues, nothing major. Small sigh of relief.

Thursday: not good again. But they said he could come back…

Friday morning I broke down. Avery was already acting up at home. What was he going to be like at camp? I was fortunate that they had put up with him already, that they had said he could keep going. But would they live to regret that decision? Would Avery make the last day of camp miserable for everyone? The stress got the better of me, and I broke down and cried.

And, while I had gone into a separate room so he wouldn’t see me, Avery came in and saw me anyway. As difficult as it had been, I think seeing me break down like that affected him more than the yelling and talking and punishments and pleas had. Because after that, he was OK. And his day at camp was OK. Not great, but OK.

I was relieved when camp was over. I was able to breathe a little deeper. I was able to stop worrying every second of the day. Of course I still don’t know what to expect from Avery each day, but I think we’re making some progress. I have definitely seen a difference since taking him off most sugar (and if I hadn’t before, all it took was giving him a cookie dough pop yesterday to quickly show me the difference!). He’s getting used to less-sweet drinks and snacks. And, as he continues to progress, we can move on to more changes, to improve his diet overall and get him to a better place.

While the next couple of weeks will certainly be busy, I’m hopeful they will be a bit more peaceful. We’ll be gearing up for a new school year — and Emily will be starting preschool! There are projects to finish up, places to go, things to do. But it’s all good stuff. And as long as we keep moving in the right direction, I’m going to stay positive. We can do this!


Hoping For a Miracle

Sometimes life gets to the point where you think “everything’s so crazy, why not add one more thing?” That feels like where I am right now. The one thing I’m adding? Changing Avery’s diet.

For those who read my last post, you know that we’ve been struggling with Avery’s behavior this summer. And I had been reading a book to help him with executive function skills. But another option had been suggested, especially since I was having limited success with my efforts thus far: diet.

It’s no secret that Avery’s diet has been far from ideal for a while now. He’s been a “typical kid” with what he likes: what they call a “white diet,” with a few chicken nuggets or a hot dog thrown in for good measure. The white diet consists of starches such as bread, pasta, crackers, etc., milk, and cheese. Sounds like Avery to me! So I already knew he wasn’t getting enough protein, and he wasn’t getting enough nutrients. But, of course, he liked his sweets. He takes after me, and I’m a big fan, too, so that’s no surprise, either. So, with diet being suggested, I decided to check out another book, this time one focusing on diet: Cure Your Child With Food.

I’m not trying to go crazy here. I don’t want to pump my child full of supplements or suddenly say he can’t eat anything he loves. But last night, as I was listening to the book, I heard a story that was all too familiar, about a boy whose behavior sounded a lot like Avery’s: poor impulse control, not listening, hyperactive. He had a diet similar to Avery’s. And what helped him was cutting out added sugar.

Some kids are just more sensitive to sugar than others. And I figure, even if that’s not the biggest cause of his behavior, what could it hurt? It’s not like sugar is a necessary nutrient. So wish me luck, because we’re starting today with cutting WAY back on sugar.

I’m trying other things, too, like trying new foods and taking a vitamin to fill in some nutritional gaps. And while I’m not exactly expecting a miracle, I’m certainly hoping for one! He starts a new camp on Monday, one he’s been excited about attending: Camp Invention. And I want him to go. I want him to learn and explore and try new things. He wants to go. And it would be good for him. But I have my fears. I worry that he’s going to struggle again, that he’s going to have to leave early again. And I don’t want that. I don’t want to have to worry about my son missing out on things he would otherwise enjoy because he can’t control his behavior.

It won’t be an easy road, but what’s one more thing, right? And if it helps, it will all be worth it.