The Happiest Place On Earth
I know I haven't written in a while. There's no excuse for me. I'll try to update and inform without being windy and confusing. Speaking of which, it is windy outside and about 50 degrees. We got a call from the school district warning us that the weather would be uncharacteristically cold and we should take extra precaution to be safe outdoors. Tomorrow it will be in the 40's. We all had a big laugh, then woke up this morning shivering and complaining about the chill.
Jacob had a love affair last month with psychiatry. He came home from work everyday glowing and raving about how fascinating it was, how he couldn't stop thinking about his patients, how he had ideas, etc, etc. So his 4th year will be mostly focused around psychiatry work and will be in the New York area. We will move there in July. I'm looking at Brooklyn and have talked to quite a few people about where to live. Everyone has a different opinion, of course. When we moved here to Miami, we ended up in a neighborhood that no one recommended but we love anyway.
I continue to have blood work done and lots of appointments with my doctor. I like her and she takes me seriously. She doesn't really speak English but we communicate fine. When I moved here, I was on high doses of thyroid and progesterone and some other stuff too boring to mention. My body freaked out (which we all know). I took myself off everything and the blood work keeps coming back normal. Basically, my body adjusted itself and is now regulating without the drugs. I still have some weird issues so I'm not in the clear yet, but still doing much, much better.
We separated the girls into two bedrooms. It's the first time they have been in different rooms since Hannah was born. It has cleared up a LOT of bickering and rivalry and given both of them a new sense of self and confidence. I wasn't expecting that result, but we're all happy with the change. I didn't realize how enmeshed they'd become--not being able to distinguish where one stopped and the other began. They were seeing themselves as one person and this has given them the opportunity to explore who they really are.
Hannah got on the honor roll for the last grading period. She was SUPER proud of herself (and so was I. And Jacob.). Leah hasn't quite made it which is causing some jealousy. 5th grade has proven to be tougher than she expected but she's doing great with it. I'm not worried about her.
We spent two days at Disney World, thanks to a great Florida resident discount that I accidentally found ($40 a ticket, 40% off a Disney resort hotel--which was still cheaper than staying outside the park). Even though it was a such a good deal, I spent HOURS deliberating over going. We really can't afford it, no matter how awesome the discounts are. But in the end I realized, How many times will we be Florida residents? And live 3.5 hours away? And have kids who are perfect Disney ages? Plus the three of us really needed a morale booster. Badly. I'm glad I went through with it, but seriously...HOURS of deliberation and money crunching.
I wasn't prepared for how much I would enjoy it as an adult. Also, there is a whole culture of character meetings that wasn't around when I was a kid. You stand in line--sometimes for and hour or two--so you can get a picture with the character and have them sign your book. It was all Leah wanted to do. We compromised and did half characters/half rides. They will both say that the highlight of the trip was meeting Anna and Elsa.
Me: You promised you wouldn't spin the teacup.
Them: We lied.
Jacob had a love affair last month with psychiatry. He came home from work everyday glowing and raving about how fascinating it was, how he couldn't stop thinking about his patients, how he had ideas, etc, etc. So his 4th year will be mostly focused around psychiatry work and will be in the New York area. We will move there in July. I'm looking at Brooklyn and have talked to quite a few people about where to live. Everyone has a different opinion, of course. When we moved here to Miami, we ended up in a neighborhood that no one recommended but we love anyway.
I continue to have blood work done and lots of appointments with my doctor. I like her and she takes me seriously. She doesn't really speak English but we communicate fine. When I moved here, I was on high doses of thyroid and progesterone and some other stuff too boring to mention. My body freaked out (which we all know). I took myself off everything and the blood work keeps coming back normal. Basically, my body adjusted itself and is now regulating without the drugs. I still have some weird issues so I'm not in the clear yet, but still doing much, much better.
We separated the girls into two bedrooms. It's the first time they have been in different rooms since Hannah was born. It has cleared up a LOT of bickering and rivalry and given both of them a new sense of self and confidence. I wasn't expecting that result, but we're all happy with the change. I didn't realize how enmeshed they'd become--not being able to distinguish where one stopped and the other began. They were seeing themselves as one person and this has given them the opportunity to explore who they really are.
Hannah got on the honor roll for the last grading period. She was SUPER proud of herself (and so was I. And Jacob.). Leah hasn't quite made it which is causing some jealousy. 5th grade has proven to be tougher than she expected but she's doing great with it. I'm not worried about her.
We spent two days at Disney World, thanks to a great Florida resident discount that I accidentally found ($40 a ticket, 40% off a Disney resort hotel--which was still cheaper than staying outside the park). Even though it was a such a good deal, I spent HOURS deliberating over going. We really can't afford it, no matter how awesome the discounts are. But in the end I realized, How many times will we be Florida residents? And live 3.5 hours away? And have kids who are perfect Disney ages? Plus the three of us really needed a morale booster. Badly. I'm glad I went through with it, but seriously...HOURS of deliberation and money crunching.
I wasn't prepared for how much I would enjoy it as an adult. Also, there is a whole culture of character meetings that wasn't around when I was a kid. You stand in line--sometimes for and hour or two--so you can get a picture with the character and have them sign your book. It was all Leah wanted to do. We compromised and did half characters/half rides. They will both say that the highlight of the trip was meeting Anna and Elsa.
Me: You promised you wouldn't spin the teacup.
Them: We lied.
Look at her sourpuss face. She loved it, I promise.
Pirates of the Caribbean was surprisingly good.
Waiting in line to see the Frozen characters. Olaf wasn't there. I can't believe how many times I've been asked that question.
The last few hours of our last days ended in a MASSIVE downpour--so bad that the park cleared out (kind of) and everyone had to wear these ponchos. At $9 a piece. I tried to save money by not getting one, but Leah was so worried about me that I caved in eventually. Didn't matter, though. I was so drenched by that time that I never dried. And had to drive home in wet clothes. That were still wet by the time I went to bed that night.
Not a fan of the rain:
I thought it was kind of funny that some Disney employee put the Frozen dolls in a display that reads "The Saw of Dread". Nice.
And you know what? We are having major withdrawal. Luckily, we got a four day pass that we'll just HAVE to use up during Spring Break next month. Darn!
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