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Back to (a new) routine

September 10, 2013 - Jennifer Brookens
Whew! So I'm an hour and a half into my workday instead of just getting started, or already switched between Mom Taxi routes.

And I have mixed feelings about this new step, which is why it's taken me a little while to blog it out.

The Boy is finally in full-time school. No more half-days, and no more weekly daycare bills. The family finances will finally have a chance to catch up to the bills that are always a few weeks to a month behind (unless the Husband finds the new truck he's been crying for this past year). But I've also lost regular contact with some of the ladies that have helped me get my children to where they are today.

All three - my amazing duo of daycare providers, and the teacher who had The Boy for the past few years - have been amazing forces in my son's (and daughter's) lives. Granted, they will still go to daycare on those early release days and on some of those no school days when I still have to work, but the daily advice, observations and input is missed. It was good to know what was "normal," and when I should be concerned. On The Boy's first day, I found a sweet little "Good Luck" poster for The Boy in my e-mail inbox. He was missed there already.

My third ally in my son's toddler years is fortunately still in the same building and keeping an eye out for him. She is probably the only person who is just as concerned with how he is doing in his new setting as I am. She was the one who tipped off his new teachers that he is a "lefty" and that yes, he DOES know how to write his name! She has even gone so far as to allow her room with his favorite train set to be a bribe if necessary. Despite all the tantrums The Boy threw during those years, every day since school began, he has said how he wants to go play in his former teacher's room.

Yet it's been so far, so good. I haven't received any phone calls about misbehavior or concerns about his well-being. I won't kid myself by thinking we're out of the woods, because I know as soon as I think that is when something derails us. But for now, I'm enjoying walking both kids to the bus stop in the morning and waiting for them after school without having to juggle two separate schedules. Until all of my daughter's school activities begin. Which is today. Go figure!

 
 

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