I'm home alone. For the first time in fourteen years, I am all alone during the school hours.
My youngest turned five last December and immediately said, "When do I start school? You said I would start school when I turned five. I'm five now. When do I go to school?" I had decided that instead of sending him to preschool, we would do a daily "Mommy school" kind of preschool and then find neighborhood friends to play with for socialization. I let him know that he would be able to go to school like his older siblings when he was five. Not "turned" five, but explain that to a barely five year old.
Mommy school worked for us. He learned a lot and we had a great year exploring and playing. It was all that my mother heart needed to finish out my WAHM years.
And now he is in kindergarten. All day, I might add. I walk him (and his brothers) to school at 8:10 in the morning, I'm back home at 8:30, say goodbye to my husband, and then...
silence.
Silence and choices.
Oh, the choices!
Do I spend the day writing? Cleaning? Organizing? Finding new work opportunities? Developing a new hobby or talent? Working on getting that elusive (to me) hot body?
I'm not necessarily asking for advice. Because I am getting it. A lot of it. And I am already filling my own head with guilt and pressure. Suffice it to say that this feels like a completely new chapter in my motherhood. I am excited to find what it holds and what I am supposed to do with it. I am slightly worried that I have to do more than I am prepared for, but that remains to be seen. I hope my own journey helps someone out there find their own. Journey! ha, what is this, the Bachelor(ette/ in Paradise)? Amazing.
Anything you learned in a new chapter of parenting?
Anna