In September, my hair got cut short. Very short. The shortest Tom has ever seen me with, but he likes it. Everyone's been sharing positive reactions to it. Most importantly, I'm happy with it. It was time.
Speaking of time, I have been in therapy for about 6 weeks now. Right after hearing the Conference talks from both Saturday sessions, I knew I had to get back to it. It's mostly going well so far. We've been so blessed that this therapist is such a perfect fit for my issues, and their being LDS helps a lot in a therapy setting. He's very blunt, and doesn't sugarcoat anything. I've been doing a lot of homework assignments, especially reading. There are no free rides, everything has to be worked hard for. I am on medication right now. I've only accidentally missed one dose and the difference I saw/felt the next dosage I took after the missed one was night & day. For now, I can kind of tell when a dose is wearing off (conveniently a few hours before the next dose) so I am a little grouchy/cranky around an already stressful dinner time. My appetite is going down. I lost 6-7 lbs the first week of medication. The therapist and I have differing opinions about the scale and what my weight should be, and technically I'm not supposed to look at one for at least 3 months (I have cheated a few times--old habits die hard). So for now, I'm monitoring via an app to make sure I'm hitting at least 1200 calories a day since that's not the scale. If I don't, 9 times out of 10, I'm under the 1200 calories. Energy levels are just about back to where they should be. I had to do lab-work to check to see if any hormone levels, including thyroid, were off. They all came back normal. Also have been recently counseled to get back into journaling by hand. I haven't done hardly any of that since having any of the kids.
The kids are mostly liking school. We've had issues with the new principal and her micromanaging things that don't need to be and should be of little consequence to her. Specifically, us sitting together as a family in the mornings with Collin (which has always been permitted) and about siblings waving hi to each other on campus by the playground(she told Drew he wasn't allowed to wave to Collin). After a discussion with the school district superintendent and the district special ed coordinator, for now she is leaving us alone. Collin has a new teacher this year. Last year's decided not to come back from maternity leave. That's unfortunate since we were fairly certain in April/May that she'd be returning this fall, but he's doing okay with the change. Ivy has an awesome teacher. We love her. Andrew I think is doing well. He's got a church friend in his class this year. He graduated out of special ed for speech services and is on a short term speech program(off the record) right now. Brent--I seriously think his 3's are worse than his 2's. At least he's sweet for the first half of the day.
Thanksgiving is nearly here. Thankfully, I've done my meal planning & the shopping for the next 2 weeks. I had to pick up milk today and there was hardly any parking at 11 am. It's never like that. Monday certainly wasn't. We will be doing our own mini Thanksgiving on Wednesday, and go see the inlaws on Thursday. We'll also be helping Tom's mom put up her tree.
Christmas we'll get to see my family. Haven't been out for 2 years, and there are new cousins younger than Brent we haven't met yet.
