What a difference a day makes! So yesterday was the first day of school. After getting the kids ready we walked them the far distance to catch their bus (it's right in front of our house, literally, and the school is a whopping 3 blocks away.) Even though they are growing up so fast, they looked so little getting on that big yellow bus full of strangers. Off the bus went, and I burst into tears. I've always driven them to school on the first day to walk them in and meet their teachers. Their new school recommended them to ride the bus as usual the first day, and the students don't learn who their teacher is until after the first bell rings on that first day. All day I thought about them, and wished I could be a fly on the wall to see how they were doing. The lucky thing about being a twin is you don't have to be the "new kid" all by yourself (as I went to 5 different elementary schools all by my lonesome). The time for school to end arrived fairly rapidly and I went out to greet them at the bus stop again. As soon as they stepped off the bus they had HUGE grins on their faces and gave me big hugs. They had a great day! They're so happy to be able to be in the same class this year (old school wouldn't allow it), they like their new teacher, and they even have a friend from church in their class too (I didn't even know she went to this school.) Makes my heart happy knowing they did well their first day. I'm sure they'll have another wonderful year too.
Some thoughts on my little boys. Gavin can start public school here NEXT year! That blows my mind. I think it's too young to start at 3, but their deadline is December 31st- so he makes it by 2 weeks. I DO NOT want him to go yet (or then leave home at 17), but I do want what's best for him, so we'll see how the year goes and decide then what we think is best. My concern is if we hold him back the year we'll have to start him in Senior Kindergarten and I don't want him to be at a disadvantage compared to all of his classmates who went to Junior Kindergarten. I'll talk to the school about that one. He is also growing up so fast though. His language is quickly changing from Gavenish to English everyday. He went from speaking full Gavenish sentences with an occasional English word or two thrown in, to speaking full English sentences. I love that he can communicate with me better, but I so miss the Gavenish. He tells me everytime he's gone to the bathroom now too, but the trick is to get him to tell me BEFORE so I can get him on the pot first. Until then, he's staying in diapers. I'd much rather change a dirty diaper than clean up an accident on the rug. He'll get there though.
Teague is growing by leaps and bounds. He is SO long! Might be my tallest, and he already weighs 15 pounds. He is also very talkative and has a pretty deep voice for a baby. His smiles are from ear to ear and they just light up his face and melt my heart. I know when I was pregnant I was hoping for a girl, but I am truly in love with this little boy and wouldn't trade him for the world (and neither would his sister).
So the magic transformation of me becoming Super Mom after we arrived in Canada hasn't happened, but I have seen signs of her slowing emerging. I'm loving that I am content with our reality and that things don't have to be perfect. I've had antibiotics in my system for almost 48 hours, so most of the soreness (sourness) is gone and I'm feeling much stronger. I still feel so blessed for the amazing husband I have. He is so incredibly supportive of me and our children. I would seriously be lost without him. I'm just really enjoying the ride of life right now, and wanted to write a happy post!
