Heigh ho, Heigh ho...
It's back to work I go.
Well, I'm not going back to work full time or anything. I'm just returning to conducting the youth orchestra from which I took a semester of leave after L was born. So, that means I'm out of the house for one more afternoon each week (in addition to the one afternoon per week that I teach private lessons).
Although I missed being away from this job, I was slightly nervous about going back, not only because it's one more day that I have to stress out and plan for being away from the girls (sometimes it's more work to be away from them than it is to be home!) but also because I was worried about having the prep time that I need to do this job well. My time is quite absorbed when I'm at home, and after the girls go to bed I don't have energy for much.
However, after the first rehearsal last night, I'm convinced that this is the best thing for me to be doing, and the right time to be doing it. I had a really great time, I'm inspired and motivated to make great music with this group of kids after a restful break, and M is enjoying some extra time with the girls. And it's nice for me to claim the time that I need to prepare for rehearsals, and exciting to be using my brain power for something other than child-rearing.
That's not to say that I didn't miss my gals while I was away. In fact, I've come to a new appreciation of the relaxed days I have at home with them, since now there is one fewer of those in the week.
All that to say this: I'm really thankful for the current balance I've found between staying home and working. I'm not working much, so most of my energy and thought can be devoted to the girls, but I also have that little piece of time that I can do something different and come home refreshed. Yay.
Here's a completely unrelated thing that I wanted to share about N:
She has become really interested, all of the sudden, in playing a little toy piano that she has. It came with a book of songs in which the notes are color-coded and correspond to colored labels on the actual piano. She is working really hard lately at matching the colors to the notes and trying to play songs correctly. Her favorites to play are Twinkle Twinkle, Bingo, and The Ants Go Marching (which she calls the "purrah" song-- her version of "hurrah"). On our way home from church on Sunday she asked if she could play the organ when she gets to be a "big kid." She mentioned the organist at our church, and asked if he would teach her to play. Then she said, and this is a direct quote: "Someday I'm going to play the piano so good." (Only she pronounces it "plah-no")
I don't know if she's really serious about any of this, but it would be really cool if she was. As M put it, "This family needs a decent keyboard player." Perhaps N can make up for M's and my complete lack of skill in that area.
Well, I'm not going back to work full time or anything. I'm just returning to conducting the youth orchestra from which I took a semester of leave after L was born. So, that means I'm out of the house for one more afternoon each week (in addition to the one afternoon per week that I teach private lessons).
Although I missed being away from this job, I was slightly nervous about going back, not only because it's one more day that I have to stress out and plan for being away from the girls (sometimes it's more work to be away from them than it is to be home!) but also because I was worried about having the prep time that I need to do this job well. My time is quite absorbed when I'm at home, and after the girls go to bed I don't have energy for much.
However, after the first rehearsal last night, I'm convinced that this is the best thing for me to be doing, and the right time to be doing it. I had a really great time, I'm inspired and motivated to make great music with this group of kids after a restful break, and M is enjoying some extra time with the girls. And it's nice for me to claim the time that I need to prepare for rehearsals, and exciting to be using my brain power for something other than child-rearing.
That's not to say that I didn't miss my gals while I was away. In fact, I've come to a new appreciation of the relaxed days I have at home with them, since now there is one fewer of those in the week.
All that to say this: I'm really thankful for the current balance I've found between staying home and working. I'm not working much, so most of my energy and thought can be devoted to the girls, but I also have that little piece of time that I can do something different and come home refreshed. Yay.
Here's a completely unrelated thing that I wanted to share about N:
She has become really interested, all of the sudden, in playing a little toy piano that she has. It came with a book of songs in which the notes are color-coded and correspond to colored labels on the actual piano. She is working really hard lately at matching the colors to the notes and trying to play songs correctly. Her favorites to play are Twinkle Twinkle, Bingo, and The Ants Go Marching (which she calls the "purrah" song-- her version of "hurrah"). On our way home from church on Sunday she asked if she could play the organ when she gets to be a "big kid." She mentioned the organist at our church, and asked if he would teach her to play. Then she said, and this is a direct quote: "Someday I'm going to play the piano so good." (Only she pronounces it "plah-no")
I don't know if she's really serious about any of this, but it would be really cool if she was. As M put it, "This family needs a decent keyboard player." Perhaps N can make up for M's and my complete lack of skill in that area.
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