On Motherhood

So I am learning that motherhood means, among other things, being more organized than I have ever anticipated having to be in my life. Some people take to this more naturally than others -- I am in the latter camp. One coping mechanism I have had to rely on is doing things the minute they are brought to my attention, as opposed to waiting to do them later, which ends up meaning they get forgotten about until the last minute. To whit, the Moo starts Kindergarten in two weeks, and it just occurred to me that I have not gotten her medical paperwork and other forms filled out. I have, however, had her school supplies purchased and ready go since early summer. I also recently ordered their Halloween costumes because I saw them in the Chasing Fireflies catalog and decided to get it out of the way early (otherwise we'd be at Target at the last minute on 30 October and they'd end up going as whatever was left): the Bean is going to be our Angel and the Moo demanded the witch costume, much to my surprise. To recap, we have not done what we need to do to get the Moo medical clearance for school which starts in two weeks, but we're covered for an event that is months away. So, prioritization appears to be another issue I struggle with (as well as rambling, unfocused blog posts!).
I am writing this in the few minutes I have before taking the Bean to a ballerina party for one of her classmates. We had a rough week with the Bean healthwise. On Wednesday she kept us up until four in the morning complaining that he stomach hurt. We were starting to get really worried about possible outcomes like appendicitis when she finally clarified that it was in fact her ear and not her stomach that hurt. So, one quick trip to urgent care and we confirmed the ear infection and got some amoxicillin. We had another scare this weekend when the Bean came home from school with a huge welt on her thigh that had a target lesion pattern to it, which is of course common in lyme disease. We called the Dr who said to bring her in on Saturday morning, and called Grandma L who tried to calm us down by noting numerous other possibilities. We nonetheless spent the rest of Friday night freaking out. We saw the Dr the next day, who very calmly removed a microscopic stinger from the middle of the welt. Phew . . . This is illustrative of another axiom of motherhood: the worrying never stops.
Another, final axiom? The birthday parties also never stop and we are off to McKenzie's!! Happy Anniversary Englebrights and hope everyone had a great weekend!