One foot in front of the other, here I go through another app launch. It's exciting, to be sure, but also really draining. So much detail to take care of, fixing links all over the place, adding Knittrick to the shop widget over there in the sidebar, sending emails, thinking about sending emails, thinking about sending press releases. Waiting to find out if anyone's going to buy it (you can't find out from Apple until 24 hours later).
Mr. P is demanding lots of emotional and mental energy lately. Friend issues, behavior on the bus issues, homework issues (I don't think Kindergartener's should have homework, I really don't, but then again... it's complicated; maybe a whole post to itself sometime, maybe not, I don't know; it feels harder to blog about him lately). On Friday, for the first time all year, he had a note sent home that we had to sign. Except we didn't know about it, because he hid it on the bus and didn't tell us. So all weekend, consumed with guilt and anxiety, he was a perfectly atrocious pill and we had no idea why. Monday, I see him get off the bus and run to the stand of trees near by, then toss a wad of pink paper down the steep hill there. Got him to retrieve it, it was the note. Personally, I was relieved to at least have an explanation for the weekend disaster. And he was relieved, too, I think, except that he'd already gotten hauled in to the principal's office that morning for punching his best friend on the bus.
And, to add another layer of complexity, did you know that people (maybe especially kids, I'm not sure, but I get that impression) can manage to get themselves in a state where even though they're pooping every single day, their intestines are actually full up to the top stuffed with poop? Who knew, right? It has a fancy name and you get it diagnosed with an x-ray, which we did on Tuesday night. Fun times. But, hey, maybe he'll be more comfortable now that we're starting to deal with that previously unknown problem and maybe, just maybe, a mother can hope, everything else will get smoother as a result.
And, uh, I have to run to get him from the bus stop. :)