Recently I have been debating what the next chapter of my life will hold. My little one will be in first grade full-time starting in September. I have had people ask if I was going to get a real job. It had started to bring me down a bit.
I love standing at the bus stop waving to the girls as they head off to school. I love having the opportunity to give a hug and kiss as they step onto the bus. I look forward to the stories as soon as they get off the bus after a busy day of learning. I am the one to sit with my girls while they do homework and I am the one to answer the questions that arise from that homework.
We of course could be better off financially if I went back to work, that is assuming I could even find a job. I love my life, my husband and my girls. I am sick and tired of feeling like I need to apologize for wanting to take care of my family. I do the laundry, I clean our home. I am the taxi service for karate, CCD and soccer. I handle all medical and dental appointments. I ensure that my ever-growing girls have clothes that fit and food on the table.
I want to be present. I remember track meets with my friends parents wishing I could see my mother rooting for me. I remember wishing just once.
My job keeps me pretty busy, and I love every minute of it! I will apologize to no one for wanting to continue to do it.
I don’t know how people with 3+ children do it! This weekend was the first of what we will call a normal weekend for the forseeable future. Saturday Morning started with a 10:30 am piano lesson for Megan. I took her to that because Madison had a soccer game at 11:30 and Frank is the assistant coach. Megan and I planned to go right to the game until we received the panicked phone call from Frank that he had lost his wallet. I always love calls like that, I mean I did not have the wallet. What made this loss more important than the normal “can’t find my wallet” dance is the fact that he had to drive to Washington DC Saturday night for a convention and needed photo ID to get in.
Funny, I can vote without photo ID but Frank was going to be unable to attend his convention without one.
Megan and I changed course after her lesson and headed home. We were in the house under 5 minutes when I was able to locate the wallet..thankfully. I don’t understand how this happens so often. I place my purse and keys in the exact same spots every time I enter the house. When I need them, I know exactly where to go. At least once a week we search for something that belongs to my husband and after all of these years I guess that is something that will not change.
So back across town for Megan and I to catch Madison’s game. We arrived just in time. It was hot and humid. The kids energy levels faded quickly due to the heat. At Madison’s age they do not keep score, which is a good thing :-)! They tried and we were all happy when the game was over. They all looked like they had been swimming.
Back home for some lunch and preparation for Megan’s soccer game. By late afternoon it was even hotter but there was at least a small breeze making it tolerable to sit in the full sun. I need to buy a hat. AFter the game back home for FRank to pack and head to Washington.
On Sunday Madison and I sat and completed her first school project. It was an “All about me” poster. The kids could draw pictures if they were not able to fill in the answers but Madison would have none of it. She would answer the question and I would spell each word as she filled in the lines. Then we colored it together. This took a while to complete. When we were finished, she was so pleased with herself…and I was very proud I must admit!
I am happy that the girls go back to school tomorrow, I need a day off!