Back to School

It's hard to believe that we reached the point where both kids are in school full time. Life went by so slowly when they were little, and in retrospect I'm really grateful it did. When people used to tell me, "It goes by so fast," I thought they were crazy. I guess when you're awake for most of those early years and sleep is a distant memory, it doesn't seem to go by quickly.

Leaving Corinne at kindergarten on her first day was much harder than I imagined. The whole first week was difficult. Not for Corinne, but for me. She sort of became my little buddy at home and we'd play, go to dance class, and just snuggle in the morning. It all came to what felt like a screeching halt, and off she went to be under the care of a stranger for 30 hours a week. I missed her. I still do. And I missed Taylor, after spending a summer watching her boogie board and play around the house. It's just been a hard transition for me. I hate having so much structure, and not enough free time to just be. I volunteered in Taylor's class once a week when she was in kindergarten, and I'm feeling a little disappointed that it's impossible for me to do that for Corinne. I don't know her little friends. I don't know their moms. All in all, I'm not adjusting well.

This is such a depressing post. Maybe that's why I haven't posted lately. Feel free to unsubscribe.

Here's hoping the next post is not such a downer. Here are some happy pictures to balance out this downer of a post.