Do We Have to Go Back?
So...it's that time of year again...NO , I'm not talking about cool nights and crisp days, autumn leaves and pumpkins and ghosts...although that will come in time. I'm talking about the return to school. I teach 6th grade, my husband teaches 5th (different towns). My kids are in K and 5th. Wow, when did that happen?...
But I'm just not ready. Sure, my class is pretty much ready: prettified, organized, etc...but not me. Not "Mom". Not the person who has had time to keep the house organized, cook a few extra yummy meals...the mom who has been here to referee the daily squabbles and serve up endless snacks. The mom who has run to swimming lessons at the beach. The mom who has been able to give extra hugs and kisses and I love you's (plural) just because we're always together...THAT mom is not ready.
Don't be fooled, I've done this before. Eighteen times to be exact. Ten times with kids. Each time no easier than the last. My heart is heavy. My throat chokes back the tears that threaten to burst forth.
Both of my kids will be in school full time this year, so at least I won't be having the guilty mom who left her child with a babysitter feeling this year. But I will find myself missing our daily routine. We are such a lucky family to get to spend summers and school vacations together...and I am able to be home with the kids by about 3:00pm...my husband slightly after that...so no complaints there, believe me. And I suppose it will be nice to get a paycheck again.
I may not get much blogging in this week. But I promise to read and check in. I'll be up at 5:20 each morning(yuck), and asleep by 9:30 or 10:00. Not exactly my summer hours. It's an adjustment period. For all of us. No fair...no fair...stomp, stomp.
Pillow available at 2modern.com...I want to give credit for the photo I borrowed...and we have a cat not a dog....