In some ways the past 12 months have passed in a blink. And in other ways, it has seemed more like double or triple that amount of time. It has been a great year and a hard year, all at once. But now that the day is nearly here that I will return to full-time work, I wish that I could have just a little more time. More time to play, run, and swing. More time to do all the crafts and projects I still have not managed to have time to do. More time for fun field trips and lunch dates with my two favorite little kids.
And, although I spent a lot of this year wishing away time for this day to come, now that it is here, part of me is still not ready.
I have so many mixed feelings surrounding this new adventure we are about to embark on. I have searched long and hard for that perfect position and it seems I have finally found it. I am excited, hopeful, ready. And yet I am nervous, scared, overwhelmed.
I knew that this would be a temporary situation...that has always been the plan. But, as the days turned to weeks and then months, it has felt far less temporary and more our new way of life. And a large part of me has been perfectly at peace with this reality.
You see, I have loved this time with my kids where I was able to solely focus on my most important job: Mom. If you caught me on a bad day, maybe it didn't always seem that way. But I promise you that I have always remained grateful for the time and all of the experiences and memories I was able to create with my kids this past year. For that matter, I already know that for the rest of my life, I will always look back at this year as one of the best...and most simple...of my children's childhood.
These memories will surely sustain me over these next weeks and months as I re-learn to juggle my "Mom" job with my new job. (That's where the overwhelmed feeling is kicking in.) I only hope that my kids will be able to feel the same as they see less of me than they are used to. They will adapt, right??
I have seven more days to do all the things. It feels too quick, daunting even, to pull off all that was left on that proverbial list of mine. Seven more days to soak in this current life and prepare for the new one. It feels big and so I'm trying not to think about it too much. It's a good change...really.
So now, I will put on a new hat, throw another ball back up into the air to juggle, get my brain back into the "zone" and hope and pray that I can do it all.
|These are the moments I will cherish.|