Yesterday morning we all over-slept a little.
The B Man (who really needs some time to play in the mornings before school) only had 25 minutes to eat breakfast, get dressed and get ready to go. Not good.
Little G was ALL outta sorts because I was in a huge hurry (didn’t pack lunch the night before like I usually do…) and I didn’t let him do something for himself. Let the waterworks commence.
I felt exhausted and a little dizzy too, after lifting myself too hurriedly from the bed.
Thankfully Tim had a later dentist appointment that morning and said he could stay with G while I drove B to school. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s just easier to take him without the toddler. As he bailed out of the car at drop off he shot me back a look like “It’s Monday, isn’t it?” and I remembered the few days as a little girl when I myself did not want to go to school (they were few and far between though…). As I watched him walk away with his ‘almost bigger than me’ backpack I kinda wanted to stop, roll down the window and honk at him to come back. But of course I didn’t. And he went on his merry way to his classroom.
When I got back home I had just enough time to inhale a bowl of cereal, prepare G’s lunch, get him dressed and ready and brush my own hair and get him to MDO. I could tell as I was strapping him into his car seat that he was not keen on going to school either. While I drove he blabbered on behind me about going to the playground and eating lunch and changing his diapers and playing blocks and I tried to positively reinforce that yes, all those things would happen while he was at “school” today.
I knew his drop off would be a little hairy so I had already resigned myself to ‘hanging out’ with him for a little bit in the room. We opened up a big bin of blocks and started to build a tower together and then I told him it was time for Mommy to go. He started to fuss and then looked up at me with tears in his big gray eyes and said, “Mommy, will you come back for me?”
It was at that moment that my heart crumbled into a kazillion little pieces and I wanted to scoop him up and go back and pick up his brother too and return home with them and sit on the sofa with one on each side of me and just ‘be.’
But alas, I did not and they were fine and I had errands and grocery shopping and stuff I needed to do.
Part of me still wishes I could have done that yesterday though.
Part of me wishes they were still tiny and that I could go back to the days before all the morning hustle and bustle.
I’m doing a lot of wishing lately…
If you find a way to turn back time, please let me know, there are times I’d like to go back and savor things a little longer. But time marches on and we keep those memories close in our hearts.
Aww … I KNOW they put on a show for parents. It’s hard because you know they’re perfectly fine as soon as you leave, but you miss them when you’re gone!
Awwwww…it breaks my heary everytime my kids do this. Phabian cries when i am not there at eactly 11:30 to pick him up from pre-k. I have never forgot him but somehow it kills him and me if i am even a second late.
That is heartstring pulling if I have ever seen it. It’s tough, as they get older I always think things will get easier, and they do for the most part but the kids are away from me so much more. It makes me long for those days again too. Briefly anyway.
Only 3 more sleeps!!!!
I know it’s tough sometimes. Especially with your third arriving later this week, you must be feeling like there won’t be enough of you to go around. You are an amazing mother and those boys are learning and growing so much for being at school & MDO. I tell myself that all the time (although I do relish my time alone to get things done twice as fast & without the drama)….hang in there. I am going to miss your frequent posts while you’re adjusting to new baby!
This is a great post! I had that feeling with Jackson this morning, so I didn’t take him to MDO and instead we went to the indoor playground at the mall…and I even bought him cookie.
Sometimes just hanging with the kiddos is best.
So excited for you this Thursday!
I know I get it. I ove days off from school for this reason. A chance to slow down and sip our chocolate milk in peace.
“I know it sounds crazy, but it’s just easier to take him without the toddler.”
CRAZY???? No wayyyy!!! I know EXACTLY what you mean!!! It truly is sooooo much easier to just drop one off w/o the 2 year old!!
I always leave my daughter at home with my husband to drop off my son – otherwise its utter chaos, so no I do not blame you – it is NOT CRAZY!!
My little guy used to ask me daily if I was coming back for him when he first started school. It was hard not to get emotional, but I knew it would only make it worse for him if I did. Good for you for being strong mommy!!
I always leave my daughter at home with my husband to drop off my son – otherwise its utter chaos, so no I do not blame you – it is NOT CRAZY!!
My little guy used to ask me daily if I was coming back for him when he first started school. It was hard not to get emotional, but I knew it would only make it worse for him if I did. Good for you for being strong mommy!!
I treasure every moment my girls are still little. Because i know all too soon, this will be me writing these posts.
Loved it, by the way…you’re such a great momma!
OH Elaine, we wake up late quite often, lol. I hate the hustle bustle of Mon-Fri mornings and savor lazy day Saturday mornings, where we can sit in our pajamas and watch TV and fix a real breakfast. Sophie is at her best in the morning, Sam too. And well, the baby is always cute! Squeeze your boys for me.
All I can think of as I read this is, how in the world do you have the energy to do all of this being just days away from having a baby? You have incredible stamina! I’m looking forward to the days when my boys are in school but not so much to the hustle and bustle!