Sick!!

Or so I think. I've been coughing for a while now. Took an antibiotic and it's done nothing for me. I guess I need to call the doc and be seen. I hate that. I already know what they'll say to me "yes, mrs xxxx, you have a cough, it'll go away eventually, you can take some robitussin if it's keeping you up at night." So why should I bother going? Then there's that little niggling in the very back of your brain that tells you "maybe, just maybe, this time there really is something the doctor needs to see you for." Yea right!!

So things are moving along here in Cali. DS got his homework for the week and man this is the most organized teacher I've ever seen. I like her - so far anyway!!

All of our other activities have started up too - AWANA, Bible study, basketball, ballet. The kids are begging to take karate. How does one go about finding the right karate studio? And to find classes that are back to back or at the same time for two kids who are in total different age groups sounds like it's going to make finding a dojo even that much more complicated. I guess I'm about to find out.

The kids are settling in to our new fall routine. So is DH. It's great now that DS goes to school later in the afternoons - I feel like I've got all the time in the world.

Although I'm feeling guilty about not helping out with PTO and other school things this year. I really don't know why I'm feeling guilty. I'm sure it's just because the other Mom's expected me to keep going and take over big projects. Life has changed though and it's not as easy as it was to take over projects for them. Besides that volunteering at a school is a thankless job! So I've taken on some bigger volunteer projects for the church - at least there people will usually say "hey, thanks for pitching in!" I really enjoy being busy - I was not cut out for the Beaver Cleaver roll of motherhood for sure!

Now if only I could have Mrs. Cleaver's attitude all the time that would be fine with me. I'm doing a lot of praying about that - I hate that I am short tempered and I see it starting to happen in my kids. I don't want that to be a legacy they get from me.

Alright, off to call the doctor. Or maybe not.