- your drive back from the daycare/preschool/school/doctor involves you telling yourself out loud, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, you already cried this morning, you’re done for the day”
- you know what I mean when I say I told them she wasn’t potty trained and I got “the look”
- you’re completely exhausted and have no idea how you will survive the day or the rest of the summer, and it’s only 9AM
- you refuse to even look at the yawning chasm of despair before you, because you know that way lies disaster
- your capacity for hope is bigger than anyone else’s, that you know of
- you still need to wear baby-proof clothes at home even though your kids haven’t been babies in a while
- your gray hairs are now coming in exponentially
- you actually have a “staff” even though you don’t make a lot of money
- you told your child a story and he/she listened ALL the way through, for 2 whole minutes, and laughed and you felt like a hero
- your child knows a prayer by heart and you beam with pride
- 2, 3, and 4 word sentences are the sweetest things you’ve ever heard
- you can’t stop laughing as you recognize 3 words from your child singing “Twinkle, Twinkle” at the top of her lungs in the shower
And so. It’s been a roller coaster summer, and we have what? 6, 7 weeks to go? I have no good solutions for Zoe for child care for the fall yet. I have zip zero nada idea what Amelia’s school is doing about a special needs staff for Special Needs staff at present, or if they’ve even hired enough replacement staff. Two maybe projects I was excited about fell though, no callbacks on jobs right now, and I’m still hanging in there. My time of Selah is not over yet…not sure if it will last the whole summer or not.
Right now, I’m just psyched it’s Friday and date night, AND I get a few hours off tomorrow while Chris takes the kids swimming. Never been so happy to get my period!!
What about you? Gnarly week? Doing the hallelujah chorus for the weekend? Cool plans? Share.