I affectionately referred to last week as "hell week." My friend's baby, who shall henceforth be called Another Baby, started staying with us during the day. I picked up Luke and Other Boy (brother of Another Baby) at carpool every afternoon and hung out with all four kids until Other Momma got home. It was a lot of juggling and a lot of planning, but the week flew by and I remembered something about myself: I thrive on busyness. It makes me feel happy and productive and fulfilled. The house stayed clean(ish), I stayed organized, Weston and I read more books than we have in a long time while I rocked a sleeping baby. It was nice.
This week, the schedule switches again. Earlier arrivals in the morning, earlier departures in the afternoon. A more erratic carpool schedule. Weston has his first day of preschool (eek!) Luke has his first elementary school picture day. I have my first opportunity to help out in his classroom. I recently stepped deeper into a volunteer organization and I have my first conference call with some team members. (I have team members!) McMoose is nearing the end of a busy cycle and we are looking forward to seeing him around more. Busyness ebbs, busyness flows, and we're riding the wave.
This week, the schedule switches again. Earlier arrivals in the morning, earlier departures in the afternoon. A more erratic carpool schedule. Weston has his first day of preschool (eek!) Luke has his first elementary school picture day. I have my first opportunity to help out in his classroom. I recently stepped deeper into a volunteer organization and I have my first conference call with some team members. (I have team members!) McMoose is nearing the end of a busy cycle and we are looking forward to seeing him around more. Busyness ebbs, busyness flows, and we're riding the wave.
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