Love
I'm having serious blog withdrawal here, folks. Whenever I'm doing mundane tasks around the house, the narrative of unwritten blog posts is ongoing in my head. My girls say and do so many things these days that pass by, unblogged, into the winds of time. Busy work week, and I've got a few more busy work weeks ahead. But the good news? There are five more weeks in my class. And after that there are all sorts of fun things like Mother's Day and dance recitals and a big getaway we have planned for my Mom's birthday, and L's birthday, and then lots of summertime bliss. And THEN perhaps some of that inner monologue will actually turn itself into actual blog material, and then y'all will be so sick of reading my posts that you'll stop being my friends. It'll be great!!
Sooooooo... I need to get to work, but I just *had* to write down a sweet moment that happened today.
We had parent-teacher conferences at L's preschool, and M took part of the morning off so that he could attend. He followed us in his car to school so that he could take straight off after the conference and go about his day. Conveniently, we scored the first conference time in the schedule so we just dropped L off and went straight in.
(The conference went great, by the way. L is right on track with every developmental milestone, and her lead teacher is just about the nicest and most supportive person on the planet, and I find that our philosophies with regard to preschool education line up so perfectly that both times I have spent the whole conference nodding vigorously and saying "Right!" "Yes!" I'm so happy that L has such an amazing environment for learning and growing.)
But let's back up to the ride to school.
We didn't really get a chance to tell L ahead of time that M was going to come to school with us. When she found out, she was thrilled! She spent the entire ride to school like this:
When we arrived at school she was *so* excited to introduce him to all of her teachers. It's not that they haven't met him before, but there was something about having him around for drop-off that was extra special for her today.
My suspicion is that it's because their relationship has strengthened and grown so much this year. "Dad" has been spending a lot of time with our girls while I've been working, and in particular he and L have shared a closeness that has been so wonderful to watch.
I could elaborate for a whole blog post on how parenting is a two-person job, and how much of a relief it is to have a partner who comes home from work and *wants* to spend time with his kids after a long day, and how closeness with children can be harder to achieve for dads than it is for moms and how it takes an extra-special kind of person to push through those difficulties and persevere in forming a bond.
But I think you've probably already heard me talk about all those things once or twice.
I'll just suffice it to say that on the days that I feel like there will never be enough of me, it is such a comfort to know that these girls have a Dad who will fill those gaps. In fact, I think he exceeds me at being a parent most of the time. Where my patience and energy ends, his begins, and seems to go on much longer than mine. It is an incredible blessing.
It was a special morning.
I'll just throw in a few pics of Miss C and me. She woke up this morning saying, "I'm not feeling very well." (Her exact words.)
Sooooooo... I need to get to work, but I just *had* to write down a sweet moment that happened today.
We had parent-teacher conferences at L's preschool, and M took part of the morning off so that he could attend. He followed us in his car to school so that he could take straight off after the conference and go about his day. Conveniently, we scored the first conference time in the schedule so we just dropped L off and went straight in.
(The conference went great, by the way. L is right on track with every developmental milestone, and her lead teacher is just about the nicest and most supportive person on the planet, and I find that our philosophies with regard to preschool education line up so perfectly that both times I have spent the whole conference nodding vigorously and saying "Right!" "Yes!" I'm so happy that L has such an amazing environment for learning and growing.)
But let's back up to the ride to school.
We didn't really get a chance to tell L ahead of time that M was going to come to school with us. When she found out, she was thrilled! She spent the entire ride to school like this:
(Don't worry, I took this when we were stopped at an intersection.)
L was keeping tabs on her beloved "Dad" (that's what she's been calling him lately) the whole way. As we backed out of the driveway, she said, "Hold on, Mama. Don't go yet. Wait for Dad." She informed me when he was backed out of the driveway and behind us, ready to go. There were constant real-time updates from the back seat. "Dad's speeding up. He's going our speed now. Wait! He's behind us a little bit. Better slow down." And when we stopped at an intersection: "Dad's slowing down, so he won't crash into us. He's a very good driver."
When we arrived at school she was *so* excited to introduce him to all of her teachers. It's not that they haven't met him before, but there was something about having him around for drop-off that was extra special for her today.
My suspicion is that it's because their relationship has strengthened and grown so much this year. "Dad" has been spending a lot of time with our girls while I've been working, and in particular he and L have shared a closeness that has been so wonderful to watch.
I could elaborate for a whole blog post on how parenting is a two-person job, and how much of a relief it is to have a partner who comes home from work and *wants* to spend time with his kids after a long day, and how closeness with children can be harder to achieve for dads than it is for moms and how it takes an extra-special kind of person to push through those difficulties and persevere in forming a bond.
But I think you've probably already heard me talk about all those things once or twice.
I'll just suffice it to say that on the days that I feel like there will never be enough of me, it is such a comfort to know that these girls have a Dad who will fill those gaps. In fact, I think he exceeds me at being a parent most of the time. Where my patience and energy ends, his begins, and seems to go on much longer than mine. It is an incredible blessing.
It was a special morning.
I'll just throw in a few pics of Miss C and me. She woke up this morning saying, "I'm not feeling very well." (Her exact words.)
This was how we spent the entire morning after we came home from L's school. She wanted to be nowhere but on me, and if we did anything other than watch The Wiggles she cried. It felt a bit like having a newborn sleep on me, as I was powerless to clean up the breakfast dishes. But after I gave up on the idea of getting anything done this morning, it was actually very nice to just snuggle for a bit. And it was very restful for Mama to just do *absolutely nothing* for an entire hour. Sometimes you need something to force you to stop, ya know?
She managed a bit of a smile.
After some Tylenol she seemed to improve, and she's now sleeping peacefully. Hopefully it was just a little headache or something... we've certainly had enough of sickness lately.
Okay, it's really time to get to work now! I hope you are all having a lovely week.
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