Literally, frozen. It’s snowing up here, at the end of March. Figuratively, we’re frozen as well, because I don’t think we’re going back to school anytime soon. The Lunch Board in the Wellness Center reads ‘March 13, 2020.’ I think it will read that for awhile. This was the last day I drove myself to work. I won’t be going back for at least a month. This is the face of one VERY stressed out School Nurse.
I serve a school where some of the children in attendance receive three meals/day at school. What are we going to do now.
Apparently, what we do best…mobilize. When families came to get their children’s belongings from their lockers, they could take a bag of groceries. We delivered to families who couldn’t get to us.
Being in the communities to drop off supplies showed us that we needed to do more. So, we did. We rolled a U Haul right up to the local food pantry.
FPD is now officially laid off from his work at the hospitals. They don’t have enough PPE to have live interpreters on site. We applied for Unemployment, but he was denied because he is an independent contractor. We need to wait and see what other assistance is offered to us.
In the meantime, the community is helping out. Our local grocery store gave us this. It was at risk of expiring. Nothing expires in this house. It ALL gets eaten.
The kids are doing pretty well. Tess decided to take a Chinese class online. And Cate, well, Cate is staying home.
Last July, I started a book club with some of my besties.
I chose three of my kids who had a similar reading level and I crowdsourced a book that they might all like. I downloaded the reading guide for the book here. We had multiple meetings at local restaurants where I had gift cards or coupons. Y’all, it was the highlight of the summer.
So, when summer was dawning on the horizon this year, these three lobbied to have a book club again. But, this time, all of their besties jumped on the band wagon. Initially, I divided the kids into two groups. But, once we got going, the tiniest of Full Platers also demanded their own book club. Now we have three going.
The kids are obsessed. When is our next meeting?!? Can I read ahead?!? Oh my gosh, mom! I can’t wait for you to find out what happens in the next chapter.
Juliana is the youngest of this group. She is a rising 7th grader, but reads at a high school level. Ally is not joining us this summer because of the aforementioned internship she has at an on campus preschool. Her internship includes room and board at a local dorm. We send her snaps like this one to let her know she is missed.
Their meetings were first. We’ve had three so far, because this book is a brick. The next meeting will be our last for this book. We’re taking suggestions for the next TBR (To Be Read). The kids love Black authors, and their favorite genre is definitely fantasy/magical realism. Dystopian novels are okay.
The “middles” are reading George. Juliana chose this for them. I love that an older kid is curating the bookshelf of the younger kids. I am using the reading guide from the Anti-Defamation League.
A note to readers of this post: Don’t message me with any outrage over my children being “exposed” to a book of this variety. That is my intent, all you haters. I want my children to know about people who are different than they are. Understanding the life experience of others is what combats hatred and cruelty. Reading this isn’t going to make anyone anything other than more compassionate. We need a little less hatred in the world these days. Should you choose to post a comment with malicious intent despite reading this warning, I will simply not approve it. If you continue to send ugly comments, I will start blocking IP addresses. The end.
Then the “littles” demanded a Book Club. Let’s be honest, they really just wanted the treats and the time with mom. Whatever gets you reading, right? I structured their club a little differently, because it includes two Deaf kids and I sign like a rising 1st grader.
Their Book Club occurs at home. It does involve a dessert. Last week it was a brownie bowl. We choose a brand new picture book. I practice signing it, in ASL, and voicing it simultaneously. That’s a stretch for me to focus on correct ASL grammar while voicing English. Lots of times I try that and slip into SEE (Signed Exact English). This week’s book was the new Pigeon book by Mo Willems!
We adore Pigeon around here.
When the book is done, everyone in our little group has to sit for three questions that check their comprehension. Gigi struggles with that because her language is so delayed. ‘Why’, ‘What’, and ‘How’ questions are hard for her. ‘Who’ and ‘When’ are easier. This time she nailed both though. ‘How did the Pigeon get to school?’ ‘The bus! Same as me!’ ‘Pigeon was scared of school…why?!?’ ‘Maybe, friends…none. *insert sad facial expression*’ Nailed it.
They are loving this. I am loving this. It is a great way to connect with my kids.
–FullPlateMom, who is all about the connection, especially with her less than chatty teens.
It has been a rough one, there really is no other way to put it. Isa is doing great. Her health is better than we could have asked for. Eyes, perfect. Heart, holding steady. Lungs, chronic, but manageable. Ears, super deaf, which is just what we expected, and what we love.
Work has been hard. I am currently partially unemployed. We’re working on that, but upon coming home, I took a large salary cut that impacted us in ways it will take us awhile to come back from. It was like the perfect financial storm after coming home from an adoption.
The political climate has us worried about our health insurance. We’re self-employed and there promises to be a large increase in our premium very soon. We struggled with our ACA premium under Obama. We’re suffocating with it under Trump. Ally will become an adult soon and we will have to buy her own policy. She can no longer be covered under our policy purchased on the market. She has asthma, which is a pre-existing condition. We feel like we’re working harder than ever just to survive.
Last weekend I was diagnosed with kidney dysfunction and I am currently being worked up for Type 1 Diabetes. I have long battled auto-immune issues. This seems to be the latest one. We have conquered way bigger things. It’s just that, right now, it feels like a pile on. I’m tired.
I had big plans for this summer. They have gotten a lot more low key. We’re hitting up locations around town, exploring our city, and getting ready for a big trip to DC in a couple of weeks. Hopefully that will make up for some of the bummer parts of this summer.
Because we are overcomes, summer overcomes.
–FullPlateMom, who is so grateful for what she does have.
2017’s theme is “Just keep swimming!” So, this seemed so appropriate.
Our little Dory is struggling a little. Her lungs are always troublesome, but her weight is now a concern too. We’re trying to figure out why she’s so very fragile.
Luckily, she’s got people to swim right along beside her. Always.
While her body might be tiny and fragile, her spirit is big and strong.
–FullPlateMom, who will keep swimming right alongside her too.