My Plate

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Audrey started school this week, without a glance back in our direction, as Barry and I stood in doorway watching her go, arm linked with her sister. This is a very big reason that we’ve kept Maggie at the Montessori school, so they could have part of this year together to be in a multi-age learning environment. It’s started without a hitch, and I’m feeling hopeful for what’s to come from it.  Beyond what feels like a big step of starting school, I now have two children in school ….part time at least.

I can’t begin to comprehend that I now have a small slice of time to myself  carved into our weeks, something that hasn’t existed on a regular basis ever. I’m thrilled about it.

9 whole hours a week. Alone.

I was bragging about this to my younger brother, who still seems to have all the time in the world to call his own, and he burst out in a fit of laughter – “9 hours a week, Hannah? A week??” –  He couldn’t begin to understand what this means to those of us that have lived our lives with little people needing care for the last years.

I feel like I finally get to have some time to take care of myself, my body, my mental health, everything without guilt. I can finally begin to process in a way that doesn’t feel entirely fractured.

Suddenly, my own plate, which is full most of the time, has a slice of something good…..for just me to enjoy.

 

2 Replies to “My Plate”

  1. LOL! Okay, so tell your brother I had the polar opposite reaction: “NINE hours a WEEK!!!” NINE! Holy cow! Most I ever had, once you accounted for drop off and pick up, was four hours a week. FOUR, brother!

  2. P.S. Okay, so I DO resize to 1000 on the long side, but the quality still seemed off. I “sharpen for screen, standard” set pixels to 350 (?maybe that was the problem?) and quality between 96 and 100 (just to be safe, but I know that’s WAY higher than needed). Thoughts?

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