Back at the beginning of September, I remember thinking to myself that I couldn't believe I was going to have "four entire months" of being a stay-at-home mom while the kids were at school. I had visions of an amazingly relaxing fall and peace-filled days. Clearly, I was delusional.
In October, I also had a conversation with a friend's mother. She was asking if I had a job here. I explained I would probably go back in January. She mentioned that while everyone talks about being home with the kids when they are little, she feels it is actually more important when they are teens. She had a daughter that was quite a rebellious little thing, and I remember thinking she must know what she's talking about. I didn't though...we weren't really there yet.
Now though, now I get it. I want to be here when the teenagers walk though the door each day. I want them to know that I am here, be it because they need me, need to talk to me, or just so that I'm here and they can't get away with anything.
I really started thinking about this after my father passed away. At that time I was going to talk to Andrew about waiting until February. This has been a tough, tough few months on our family, and I didn't want to add more to our plates. However, after these last couple of weeks with Robert, I changed my mind (and I do not want everyone to be overly concerned...Andrew assures me that he still sees much worse every day from teens, and that part of this is the fact that he is very emotionally immature for his age). I talked to Andrew about staying home for the entire year, and he agreed it might be a good idea. We both know that it means some belt tightening (we can not do a spring break trip and a summer vacation, less eating out, etc.) but since the house sale should be closed within the next few weeks, we can do this. I honestly think this is the best decision for our family!
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