Yard #1
Yard #2
It never fails. I've been doing this for 5 years now, and it never fails.
I'm at home during the summer with my girls.....enjoying the perks of time off, making breakfast at 10am, trying to figure out how we're going to spend our day, planning ventures out of the house around when I think Sophie will have a poopie. But occasionally I miss the good conversation & laughs that happen at work with my teammates.
Then flash forward. I'm back at school, enjoying those conversations & laughs, smack in the middle of a daily grind where you have - literally - only 10 seconds to think about anything outside of the school walls.... and where's my mind? It's back at home. Wondering what my girls are doing, wishing I could be with them making sandwiches for lunch, trying to figure out what in the heck Sophie is saying, and yes, even changing the poopie.
I love each of my jobs. My momma job and my teaching job. I get wore out doing them individually and ten times more wore out when doing them conjunctively. On the very same hand I'm so grateful to God who handed me this awesome teaching job several years ago, yet I am saddened to miss those precious hours with my baby whose growing so fast.
I have to remind myself that I am blessed beyond measure.....regardless of whose yard..... whichever yard I'm in. I just remind myself - the grass is green....period.
Then flash forward. I'm back at school, enjoying those conversations & laughs, smack in the middle of a daily grind where you have - literally - only 10 seconds to think about anything outside of the school walls.... and where's my mind? It's back at home. Wondering what my girls are doing, wishing I could be with them making sandwiches for lunch, trying to figure out what in the heck Sophie is saying, and yes, even changing the poopie.
I love each of my jobs. My momma job and my teaching job. I get wore out doing them individually and ten times more wore out when doing them conjunctively. On the very same hand I'm so grateful to God who handed me this awesome teaching job several years ago, yet I am saddened to miss those precious hours with my baby whose growing so fast.
I have to remind myself that I am blessed beyond measure.....regardless of whose yard..... whichever yard I'm in. I just remind myself - the grass is green....period.
3 comments:
Yes ma'am it is.
green indeed...and bonus points for using a word like conjunctively! Praying you have a great year in both yards!
Ahhh, such are the struggles of the working outside of the home mom! I'm so glad you can see the good in both your mommy life and teacher life--two important roles indeed! -Eastlyn
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