A long short week

For only four days, it was a pretty long week.  I think that is often the case though.  So many want still want to get five full days of things in which make for some long days.

The biggest news in our house comes in the form of two doctor appointments.  Thomas's tooth has been bothering him for quite some time and earlier this week it got really bad.  Andrew and I had forgotten it was the same tooth that he broke off over three years ago, and that the dentist had warned that even though it had reattached and all was well, there was no guarantee we wouldn't have problems down the road.  The dentist informed us yesterday that the nerves are very inflamed.  He is on some antibiotics, but is going to need to go in to the roots/nerves and "clean them out".  Unfortunately, he can't be seen until the week after next, and seeing my little guy so uncomfortable is hard on this mom's heart.  Robert also had an appointment yesterday with a sport medicine doctor.  He'd been have recurring leg pain for about three weeks and the trainer suggested he really should be seen.  The x-ray was inconclusive, but the doctor strongly feels there is a stress fracture.  He is on crutches for at least the next two weeks, then will be reassessed and we'll go from there.  So no running, marching, or even walking, for two entire weeks.  I'm proud of the way Robert is handling this disappointment, and we point out that we don't want any permanent damage to occur that would keep him from running in the future.

I've had a great deal of responsibilities and time commitments involving my volunteer "job" this week.   It's a little frustrating when everything seems to hit at once and everyone seems to need something done.  I spent literally all day at school on Wednesday, and can't even count the number of hours I've put in.  I keep telling myself it's all for a good cause, and the kids will benefit!

We are having some issues parenting teens and tweens as well.  Some of the stress they've brought on themselves, which is not only makes me sad, but also frustrated and at times angry.  The harder ones though, are the hurts that are just part of being that age.  Each one of them has a piece of my heart with them, and when their heart hurts, so does mine.

Of course today's date of September 11 helps none of this.  Such a terrifying date in American history, and one that could realistically be repeated at any time.  It's also a wet, dreary afternoon, and that doesn't help either.  I wish our family could spend the evening together, but Robert and Andrew will be at the football game (Andrew does stats, and although Robert can't march he can play in the pepband).  Today is a day that has been pretty continual prayer for peace!