I’ve been posting quite a bit on my newer blog (www.theunexpectedworldofmommyhood.blogspot.com) mainly just pictures that I’m entering into photography contests. I’m having a lot of fun with it, exploring a new hobby, branching out…
My sisters moved into college last week. One of them is here in the Little City at my alma mater (pretty cool) and the other is in FL studying golf. (Living the dream.) (Except, not my dream. I don’t like golf. But Go Her, right?) (My parents wouldn’t let me study theater but she can study golf. There I said it. No big elephant in this room.) (But seriously, I really AM happy that they’re letting her study what she wants to study and are supporting her in this decision. It will make all the difference in her life and career.) (Seriously it will. And seriously, I am happy for her.) (Yes, I may always be bitter that my dreams weren’t supported.)
ANNNNNNNYWAYS. I’m really glad to have ONE sister here in the Little City with me. She’s already accompanied me on a Target-Whole Foods run & we’re going to go on errands this weekend. I know every week and weekend won’t be filled with visits and errands – but I know it’s going to make such a positive difference in my life having her around.
Junie & Mags go to preschool next week. They start on Tuesday. They’ll go Tues/Thurs from 9-12. That will give me just about 6 extra hours of “free” time a week, in addition of course to the 6 hours I get on Wednesdays. (May the Lord Bless my MIL as long as the sun & moon shall endure.) I have a whole post drafted about our parent meeting. It didn’t go well. And you’ll have to wait until I post the draft to read about it. (Okay, it wasn’t like the worst day ever. But it would definitely rank under “Worst First Impressions”.) *sigh* We take the girls to school tomorrow for an Open House so they can see their classroom, meet their teacher, etc. I’m excited. I hope they don’t freak out. Hubby’s parents wanted to come to school on the first day… I was like “noooooooo way.” The LAST thing I need on the first day of school are my in-laws there. Yes, bless them for all the wonderful help they give us, but I really want this to be MY day with the girls, you know? Is that super selfish? I also don’t want the day to be super overwhelming for them. And I just get the impression that the first day is probably going to be a circus and they probably don’t want more people there than it needs to be. Also, I want to be able to take pictures, get pictures of me with the girls, etc – and I’m not going to be able to do that if my kids are hanging all over Gigi & Papa (which they will be because Gigi & Papa are preferred over Mommy & Daddy 9/10 times).
And I’m nervous for school. I can’t believe my little girls are going to school. Well, playschool/preschool. And I think as excited as they are, they are also nervous. They started asking lots of questions this week about school. And saying things like “You drop us off. And pick us up later?” And then I have to reassure them that I’m picking them up later. We talk about how they will play and eat snacks and go potty and play outside and listen to stories and their teacher is “Going be really really nice” (that’s what they’ve been telling me about her for months!). It will be interesting to see us dressed, fed, and ready to leave the house by 8:35 am at the latest on Tuesdays and Thursday! Right now we live about 17 minutes from school. It’s kind of a drive (but it’s all highway, less than five minutes getting on/off the highway) but eventually – like I’m hoping within the next two years – we’ll move out of the city and closer to school.
I have no idea what they are going to wear on the first day. I need to get that figured out so they don’t have fashion emergencies that morning. Any tips from you veteran moms out there? We already have a shoe box where they know to grab their shoes and put them on. I was thinking about having two boxes on the lower landing of our staircase. One would hold their outfit for the day, the other would hold socks (so they could just grab any old sock and throw it on). In my imagination, the girls will come downstairs in the morning, eat a waffle (or whatever breakfast is that morning) and then throw on their clothes and socks and shoes and be ready to leave for school.
In my imagination, the girls are the only self-sufficiant three year olds in the universe.
My plan has been rendered ridiculous. My head is in the clouds, isn’t it? 🙂
We’ll get our school morning routine figured out.
Okay. That felt good to write. Hi WordPress Blog. I’ve missed you. I might not be ready to come back yet… but I’ll be back sooner than later. Sorry to anyone who might read my blog on a regular basis! I’ve been in a funk. Really, a funk. But it’s slowly leaving me & I’ll be back to my usual spirited self soon enough. 🙂 Thanks for sticking by! 🙂