Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Thank God it's Wednesday

When I received a mailing about Gus's 4K schedule last spring, I immediately noticed that every other Wednesday, concurrent with the district late start days, Gus would have a day off of school. I rolled my eyes – that seems excessive.

Little did I know. I have come to love every other Wednesday off. For me, it's a nice break from rushing to get Gus to school (amazing how it's always a rush) and leaving the house early to get a parking space when I pick him up. For him, it's just a nice break – a whole day to play freely. We could hit the gymnastics center or the library or simply spend a day together at home.

More than any of that, though, I see this extra time with Gus as a gift. I'm feeling acutely how the year, our last year at home together (sob), is flying past. This may feel like the winter that never ends, but it's the end of March. Just two full months remain in the school year. And then it's just a quick slide to the big K.

It took four years or so of Gus's life to get to the sweet spot. The first four were work, just really hard work. The past year and a half, though, my boy has blossomed into someone I genuinely enjoy having around. 

Gus has developed so many interests that we can share. We may choose to challenge ourselves with a 150-piece puzzle, build Angry Birds towers for each other to destroy, take up some markers and draw, or play a game of Zingo. 

When I began staying home with my kids, it felt like the time would just stretch on indefinitely. Amazing how almost nine years can just vanish. Here I sit at the almost-end of the line. Everything is about to change.

This morning I saw a job posting, one that looked like a great fit for me. Part of me wanted to pounce on it, but in the end, I decided I'm not quite ready. 

For now I'll savor my mornings and my every other Wednesdays with my sweet Gus. The boys and I will have a blast together this summer. After that, your guess is as good as mine. What I wouldn't give to know what I'll be doing next year at this time. But now, now it's time to play.

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