It’s official, I am a soccer mom. All 3 of my boys are in soccer this season. This is Davis’ first year for the sport and let’s just say “he’s not that into it”.

That’s totally ok. I believe in exposing my children to many different things. Davis has learned the rules of soccer and now has a really good idea of how the game is played. That was my main goal.

Dylan on the other hand loves it! He takes initiative and really gets into the game. I think we’ve found his sport.

Drake won’t potty train but the little man will play soccer. He loves to kick the ball and get dressed up like the big boys.

The only problem is that his team mates won’t “give” him the ball. He runs after it with all his might but they won’t share.

It really bums him out. He has even sat down in the middle of the field and put his head in his lap. It was actually quite funny!

Practices are a lot more fun because they play games and afterwards he gets to play on the play ground.

We have spent a LOT of time on the play ground this fall. The bonus is that it makes bedtimes a lot easier. {{wink}}

After 3 nights of practices a week and 3 games on Saturday, our schedule is a bit crazy.

Now you know what I’ve been doing and why updating my blog has been so difficult. 🙂 I’m out on the field!

It’s official, I am a soccer mom. All 3 of my boys are in soccer this season. This is Davis’ first year for the sport and let’s just say “he’s not that into it”.

That’s totally ok. I believe in exposing my children to many different things. Davis has learned the rules of soccer and now has a really good idea of how the game is played. That was my main goal.

Dylan on the other hand loves it! He takes initiative and really gets into the game. I think we’ve found his sport.

Drake won’t potty train but the little man will play soccer. He loves to kick the ball and get dressed up like the big boys.

The only problem is that his team mates won’t “give” him the ball. He runs after it with all his might but they won’t share.

It really bums him out. He has even sat down in the middle of the field and put his head in his lap. It was actually quite funny!

Practices are a lot more fun because they play games and afterwards he gets to play on the play ground.

We have spent a LOT of time on the play ground this fall. The bonus is that it makes bedtimes a lot easier. {{wink}}

After 3 nights of practices a week and 3 games on Saturday, our schedule is a bit crazy.

Now you know what I’ve been doing and why updating my blog has been so difficult. 🙂 I’m out on the field!

It’s official, I am a soccer mom. All 3 of my boys are in soccer this season. This is Davis’ first year for the sport and let’s just say “he’s not that into it”.

That’s totally ok. I believe in exposing my children to many different things. Davis has learned the rules of soccer and now has a really good idea of how the game is played. That was my main goal.

Dylan on the other hand loves it! He takes initiative and really gets into the game. I think we’ve found his sport.

Drake won’t potty train but the little man will play soccer. He loves to kick the ball and get dressed up like the big boys.

The only problem is that his team mates won’t “give” him the ball. He runs after it with all his might but they won’t share.

It really bums him out. He has even sat down in the middle of the field and put his head in his lap. It was actually quite funny!

Practices are a lot more fun because they play games and afterwards he gets to play on the play ground.

We have spent a LOT of time on the play ground this fall. The bonus is that it makes bedtimes a lot easier. {{wink}}

After 3 nights of practices a week and 3 games on Saturday, our schedule is a bit crazy.

Now you know what I’ve been doing and why updating my blog has been so difficult. 🙂 I’m out on the field!

It’s been a rough week as a mommy. Davis has not been cooperative while at the dentist. His permanent molars grew in with out enamel on them and at this point they are simply flaking away.

It’s time for drastic measures and for mommy to deal with reality. We have seen two different dentists and I’ve called around and even talked to an expert who has over 1000 high functioning autistic children in his practice. He said that IV sedation for dental work is a must. Reluctantly, I parted with an unimaginable amount of money and now it is done. Davis has all of his dental work completed.

Dear Davis,

When I was a little girl, I had no idea that when I experienced pain, so did my parents. I didn’t realize that it was difficult for them to watch me struggle, fall, and have to pick myself back up again. My parents made it all look so easy and just part of the job.

I want you to know that the reason parents don’t show their real emotion is not to deceive you but to give you the courage to do what you have to do. Yesterday when I had to restrain you in my arms while the Anesthesiologist gave you a shot – my heart broke into pieces. As it does every time I watch you struggle or in pain. I whispered encouraging words in your ear and held you with all of my might. It might have looked like that was very easy and natural for me to do as a mother – however it was not. I smiled at you, gave you a big hug, and watched the doctor take you into the operatory. What you do not know is that as soon as the door shut – I lost it. I walked outside, fell to my knees on the cement, and bawled uncontrollably. My entire body shook as to purge the immense emotion I had to bottle up to show you the love and encouragement you needed from me during such a difficult time in your life.

When you were waking up from your deep sleep after the procedure my heart broke again as I anticipated what the next several hours would be like and what you would have to endure once the numbness went away. I talked at length to the Anesthesiologist and I got you hooked up with some extra medication to make this transition a little more pleasant for you and it worked!

When you woke up you asked what time it was, told me you lost your thumb (we found it), gave me a huge hug, told me you loved me, and told me that you didn’t cry. Then a minute later – you repeated the same thing! We had the same conversation about 10 times. It was bitter sweet to see you wake up. You were adorable but it was hard to see you in that drugged state.

I just adore you little man. When you hurt, I hurt. When you cry, I also cry. When you struggle, I struggle. When you are happy, I am so happy. This is what I want you to know. There isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do for you. I prove it over and over again, you just don’t see it yet.

I love you more than the universe,

Mom