I am currently on day 2 of having 2 kids in school. Both days, my freshly-minted kindergartner screamed bloody murder for me as I walked away. Assurances were made that he quickly calmed, however, and all was well. Because I’m sure a child can only cry for so long before they pass out from exhaustion.
Though I tried not to dwell on that. Instead, I paced.
With both my boys at school for the day, I thought for sure I’d enjoy my quiet time. One kid is easy in comparison. Or, easier anyway. Whether one kid or many, raising a little person is hard. But I thought I’d relish in the free extra minutes I would find to myself.
It turned out to be the longest day of my life.
6:45a.m. – Get out of bed because I couldn’t sleep anyway.
6:55 – Abby wakes up to join me, of course.
7:15 – 8:15 – Wake up/eat breakfast/get ready
8:30 – Drive to school
8:45 – 9:30 – Try to calm Buzz to no avail. Walk away with the boy in tears.
9:45 – 10:30 – Worry about Buzz
10:30 – Call to check on Buzz. Was assured all was calm.
10:31 – 11:30 – Watch the clock tick the seconds slowly by. At the end of the hour profess, “Oh my god, it’s only been an hour?”.
Repeat that above hour until it was time to pick them up at 2:30. Obviously, I miss the boys a lot more than I assumed I would. Today has been better though. I’ve actually been able to pay attention to other things without glancing up at the clock every few seconds. Progress!