A different view...

This morning I woke up, it was late, we had slept in... It was Monday.  No school today... No school tomorrow either or the rest of this week... You are school-less right now, and it's been sucky to say the least.

Next week, October 1st you will start at a new school.  Moving you 6 weeks into the school year, not our idea of fun, but for the rest of this month you are with out school and we spent last week being super sad about it and I refuse to be sad any longer, so this week, this vacation we have been gifted, we're going to live it up!!  We're going to go to Disney and the beach and have a photo day, we'll shop and eat at our favorite restaurants and maybe try some place new, we'll go see a movie and have ice cream for lunch, we'll cram as much fun into this week as possible and next week we'll boldly walk hand in hand into your new school and you will take it by storm.  There is no doubt you will thrive and be loved and make friends and find your way, because you are you, and you are amazing.

and then Mommy will drive away and the sadness will settle back in.  I loved your old school, I loved the people, maybe the people too much.  I'm disappointed, truly and totally disappointed to the very depths of my soul... It's been a struggle un-like any other, making the decision to move you, and ultimately Mommy and Daddy had to put all personal feelings aside and do what we truly felt was best for you, and our decision was validated in the actions and attitudes that followed, which is where the true disappointment set in... We looked to you often during this week Greyson, reminding ourselves so often that no matter what snarky comment or "not nice" thing we longed to say, no matter how badly we wanted to get the last word in, point fingers or call people out, we tried very hard to take the high road, to bite our tongues and to move forward as kindly as possible.  We looked to you and thought to ourselves what would we want Greyson to do, to see, to feel, what would Greyson do right this minute, and then it was easy, because you are simply good, you really are such an amazing little person, you are kind and honest and good through and through.  It's easy to follow your lead even though you are just six (so soon to be seven).  Your courage and strength are teaching us so much right now, letting us view the entire situation from a different angle.  Changing schools is not a crime, nor is it a sin, and to be spoke negatively or wished anything but success and happiness is not even worth our time or thoughts.

I've learned that I will gladly be spoke negatively about, made to feel like an outsider, and treated poorly by people I once called friends, if it means the best for you.  There are many who could learn a lesson in honesty, integrity and kindness from you my dear boy.  I am so proud to be your mother and I have no doubt that your new school will be so proud to have you as a member of their family.  I've also learned a thing or two about true friends, true friends who get stuck in the messy ugly middle, and it breaks my heart to know that I had some part in putting them there.  True friends who I knew had my back, who felt my pain, who cried with me and for me for all the right reasons, who while they were disappointed in our decision to move you, tried very hard to understand, to accept and to support, they were simply just a real friend.  So in those darkest moments of sadness and disappointment, in the moments where I feel like we've lost so much more than just the place you went to school, I cling to the thoughts of my true friend, who I surely hope I can be as sweet and kind as one day, because the last couple of years she has always proved to be one of the kindest, truest, most sincere people I've ever known...  I love you SS!!

Onward and upward little man - let's have a ridiculous good time this week!!

xo's

P.S. - I'm closing comments, because.... yeah, just because.

Apple - Tree...

The apple does indeed not fall far from the tree...  Spitting image - No?

 

Updates and such...

Life as it usually does has recently (always) had a way of slipping away from me.  We're back in the hustle and bustle of school, packing lunches, driving to and from, homework, dinner, etc... etc... etc... until we fall to bed exhausted and all "Whoa, it's already Monday (Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday) again? Huh??" and on and on until today when it hit me that in 3 short weeks, Greyson will be 7.  Excuse me, what exactly did I just type?  7, as in SEVEN... ah yes, he'll be 7 which means I'm like 112... and need a nap.

 

In un-related news (to my whoa is me my baby is SEVEN!!) we have kind of a health update, if by update you mean, watch Greyson's mom beat her head into this brick wall repeatedly...

 

All tests have come back normal - Yay, except for not because all symptoms are still present.  We saw the GI again today and honestly I think she was just having a really bad day, we were there for about 67 hours and she seemed really unsure and frazzled and so I want to give her the benefit of the doubt because at our first appointment she totally rocked my socks.  We're scheduled for an Upper GI on the the 19th, which annoys me because while it will be nice to rule out Ulcers - HE HAS NO SYMPTOMS OF ULCERS!!! Aaaargh!!! I above anyone don't want to do super invasive tests on my son, I get that.  However there comes a point and time where it's like, now you're just grasping straws, do the freaking colonoscopy or manometry test already and lets figure this out, at the end of the day if it comes down to, "Hey, this is just how Greyson's body works and we can handle it with the following diet and meds" I will be so A-ok with that and we'll deal, but what I don't want to happen is years from now we go, "Oh bummer, so wish we would have done those test that could have prevented your kid now having to have a colostomy bag for the rest of his life" and yes, I realize that is probably being a little over the top, but I'm OVER my kid hurting...  I'd rather be like, "well we did those tests and now we know for sure" over worrying every day forever and ever that we're not helping him get better and potentially making him worse...

 

At least he is still cute as can be and the most awesome thing to ever happen... EVER!

Phineas and Ferb are most definitely in the top 10 of most awesome things to ever happen...