I haven’t blogged in forever and I owe myself an apology. I need this blog. For posterity’s sake (my memory is shot) and to get my feelings out. Feelings. I sound like such a bitch. Feelings. FML.
I texted my landlord in December to see if she had any larger homes for rent and within a few weeks I was starting to move my kids and all of our crap to a new home in Northeast Denver. The area is called “Green Valley Ranch” and its much closer to the airport should anyone be planning a visit out here (which you should, because this house has central air!).
Let me be very clear with my future self who will hopefully read this: NEVER MOVE DURING CHRISTMASTIME EVER AGAIN!
We are much happier here. More space, better entry for Rachel, 2 car garage, and Julie has her own room.
Rachel has started in the special education classroom at “Collegiate Preparatory Academy.” I still choke on the name of her school. College Prep. I hate it. Her teacher seems super nice, she texts and keeps in regular contact (including pics). These are all huge selling points for me. Most importantly, Rachel genuinely likes going to school! I think she likes being in a regular high school and that her school day and travel time is much shorter than her last school. Hopefully she’ll keep up the enthusiasm but I am encouraged because she keeps reminding me that she likes her new school and Molly, her teacher. I’m pretty happy about this change, even if the name of the school makes me crazy.
Julie has her own room!!! She started at a 6-12th grade school called Martin Luther King Jr Early College and is right around the corner from the house. Its a big, loud, diverse school and the first day was really rough. I called the school on day 2 and they were very responsive and reached out to Julie and started offering her some help with transitioning. The second day went much better but this is a huge change for her and will take time. She is going to be formally tested for learning (dis)abilities, FINALLY, and hopefully we can make her fit into this school with the right support or find her another school. One of the benefits of living within a big city is access to multiple schools. I’d really like to see her stay at this one because I’d love for her to make friends with other schoolmates in the neighborhood.
School will complete her testing within 60 days and will give us a better picture of how awesomely complex Julie’s mind is.
The boys are together in a new elementary school and so far so good. I haven’t met their teachers yet but London was tested in reading in the first week and his scores are at the very outer ridge of awesome. I’m sure Boston will be right there with him. I’m so happy that they look forward to school. It is definitely early yet but I am hopeful that this will definitely prove to be the right move for us.
I don’t know a single soul out here. I need to make a Mom friend that lives up here but I don’t want to get roped into volunteering because I need to focus on work. I do like a good volunteering day but I can’t commit to anything weekly. Perhaps I should try and find another Mom who works from home? I don’t know. Why don’t they have websites, like a dating website, but for Moms to vet out other Moms for wine drinking and back-up kid carpooling?
The featured picture in this post isn’t high quality because of the terrible lighting but Rachel looks great. I took it today, January 10th, 2016 and Rachel is sitting in her recliner that was given to her last year in an outfit that was sent to her (with many other gifts) from a family who adopted Rachel for Christmas. Thank you to the Mooney family in New Hampshire. She loves everything and is super comfortable in her lounge wear. <3
Christmas was good. Quiet. John had the kids for Christmas eve for a few hours but mostly it was me and the kids and a Todd.
Its really quiet out here. June 2014 in Hull I felt like I knew nearly everyone and everyone knew me.
January 2016 and no one knows about my divorce or Batten Disease or what I do for work or the business I used to own. Its a giant change. It is a little lonely out here but I love the anonymity. Not like. LOVE. I just need to make that one Mom friend. I’ll start the Mom hunt at the boy’s school.
I’m still a total fucking mess on the inside (I’m really a single Mom? I really have 4 kids? My oldest is really terminally ill?). But, as I said to my Mom on the phone today: “I feel like I am where I’m supposed to be in life”.