Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for your responses to yesterday's freakout du jour. This afternoon my mom was all, "GO READ WHAT J WROTE ON YOUR BLOG" in that tone that indicates wise women have spoken. I think that was before the other responses, which were also totally fabulous. Thank you for sharing, and for your wonderful words of encouragement.
Here's what I'm a gonna do...For sure the kids will be home with me by June at the latest. They get to have a "real" summer, and I get another month or two to finish some projects that I have in the wings. Between now and then the kids will still do their very flexible 3 day a week "school" schedule. And I will evaluate, at the beginning of each month, if I'm ready for them be home all day - meaning earlier than June.
The June thing has been my plan for several weeks now. I just had a minor deviation from said plan yesterday on account of the no sleeping, miserable baby (poor baby!), sucky economy, etc. etc. etc. But my wonderful and grounded husband has also been reassuring. Soooo...back to the new and improved plan. (All my face to face friends are cracking up right now about my inability to function without a plan.)
I may be operating from a pretty selfish place here. But I keep thinking that I started planning for my fake retirement in April of last year. I have this list of things I wanted to do come November. And with the holidays (and sick kids) I haven't crossed a whole lot off the list. So I think my freakout was coming from that place. The one that really wants to launch an Etsy site and see what happens. I'm so close...And, Sweet Pea gets to finish her pre-school curriculum. Will is probably getting the shortest straw here. But he will never remember. (Kidding...He LOVES school. Really, he does. And we LOVE our school. So I am Ok with this.)
Then, in June we get to play play play in the sunshine. Come fall Sweet Pea will start half day kindergarten, and maybe Will will go back to daycare 2 days a week or something. Depends. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.
Yes? Sound good? Is is strange that I'm turning to the internet to help me make this decision? You girls know I love you...
Oh, and if you are worried about BabyBoy, let me tell you that the poor child has a double ear infection. But he also has a moonshine jug of yummy pink medicine. So he is upstairs sleeping peacefully for the longest stretch in 3 days. POOR BABY! Except that I always did love me up some amoxicillin. Don't tell, but I lick the drips off my fingers when I give it to him.
So. I have come to terms with the sewing, scrapping, baking, semi-SAHM that seems to have burst forth from my former career girl/kareoke bar fly self. But bird feeders? Really? TWO of them? With special food I buy to attract local birds? And then the countless pictures of plain brown birds? Where is this coming from? But oh how I love my little flock of Chickadees. And just wait until this Spring when the Tannigers come back...
This is our Dirty Rotten Scoundrel. Sweet Pea and I love to wait until he is doing just this, and then we burst through the door and yell, "YOUGETOUTTAHERE! GIT! GIT! GITBACKUPINTHATTREE!!!" Heh. Next I am going to invest in one of those thingies you hang your feeder from that spins if something heavy (like a squirrel) climbs onto the feeder. OMG. Spinning squirrels. Comedy Gold.
As all you other moms know, this kind of thing is so common around here it didn't even register to photograph it. But thank goodness for Mr. G and his fresh perspective. Because that is some kind of cute right there.
This is Sweet Pea's own submission to the Week in Pictures Project. I think we'll make it a regular feature.
My MIL's birthday present. The wrapping is cute, but the Cloverlicious present is cuter. And I will tell you all about it when she gets to open it. Someday.