Two preliminaries: 1 - I know it's been forever since I've posted. My B (I know, Street School students, B doesn't count as an auditory legit abbreviation because it's the same amount of syllables as Bad, but I will use it as long as I'm breathing). I guess going back to school and taking care of my kids and my friends' son have kept me busy. Stop hatin. Here I am now. 2 - This goes out to my sister-in-law, Michelle, because I know she can relate to me on this...
I was just listening to the Tony Kornheiser show (yes at 11pm, when else am I gonna TCOB?), and the gang unanimously agreed on the joy of their kids going back to school. FREEDOM!!!! Right? I say no. Right now my whole atomic family is in PA while I'm in CO (back to the whole school thing). I miss them all like crazy. I know I sound like a major baby here, but the 2 days and 2 nights a week I have to be in school are making me miss the kiddos like crazy. I keep thinking about what they're doing. I love being with those two (and Erika too, for sure, but she's not around during the day because of the necessity of money for things like shelter and food).
I'm still about a year out from any school for Lydia and three years out for Elliott. I can't imagine being excited or feeling liberated about my kids being away for the school-day. I guess this is a little more serious than usual, but deal with it. I've mentioned before that I feel crazy blessed to be able to spend almost every day with the kid-os.
I don't want to sound insane, but this year I have to come to terms with time away from those little pals when they actually want to hang out with me. I trust about five people in the universe with them. I guess the long-and-shorts are that I don't understand the celebration of time away from your kids. Don't get me wrong. I'm all for the occasional time of solitude or broheim time. But these are limited activities...not all dayz, 3-5 times a week. I'm not on board for home schooling, but that has nothing to do with a desire to be rid of my children for the day.
When Luda was born, I was pretty cautious, and wanted to shirk responsibility as much as possible. But now (yes you can start a sentence with a conjunction now...embrace the future, literacy people I'm observing these days) it's a worthwhile responsibility to bear for the value of having time with those two. I guess that's all. I'm rambling now. Guess what...that's right...deal with it. Boom.