For the past 7 months or so I have craved normalcy. I’ve craved dropping my kids off at school and daycare, and carrying on with the routine I had carefully crafted. I’ve muttered the words “I can’t do this anymore” so many times as our lives were so suddenly put on hold and I had to stretch the limits of my idea definition of “Mom” in ways I KNOW were not in my normal job description. I’ve prayed and cried until my knees are sore and my pillow is wet. I’ve planned and carried out more activities than I ever thought imaginable…
And now, as we slowly return to life. (even if it looks a little differently)…as return to school, face to face with masks in place. We return to daycare, and a routine work schedule. We’ve signed up for Fall Ballet, and we even had someone over for dinner. Just like that- our schedule is filled up again. And I NEVER thought I would say this (especially mid-April) but I am a little sad.
I will miss mid-morning smoothies, I will miss “brain breaks” from online school, and planning safe outings in the middle of the day in the middle of the week. As excited as I am for things to move forward, and life to open up again I will forever cherish our days of endless crafts, painting on the back patio, and days of so much imagination I wasn’t sure we would ever leave Never Land.
And so Mama’s…am I the only one that’s a tiny bit sad? We knew this day was coming, we hoped for it, and yet here it is- and I am a little sad.
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