There's a sound in my house that I don't quite recognize. Or rather, I should say, a lack of sound because my house is quiet. No clomping footsteps, no yelling or screaming or arguing, no kids music emanating from the radio or tv. And it's a good quiet too, not the kind where you realize suddenly that the house is quiet and you'd better go see what your kids are up too. No, this quiet is rather nice and is due to the fact that there are no kids here for the moment.
You see, they're both in school. Michael began his second week of first grade and Nicholas started preschool this morning. He'll go every Monday/Wednesday/Friday for three hours, which means that every week I'll essentially get 9 hours of free time for the first time in 6 years! Well, almost 6 years: Nicholas did try preschool for a month last year so I did get some time but that time was spent worrying about whether or not he was crying at school or participating. This year he's in for the long haul, whether he cries or not.
About Me
- Jennifer
- I'm a wife of 19 years to Jeff and mother to two teens, Michael 18, and Tracy 15. The cats, Hannah and Leia,are female so I have a little female energy in the house besides me! In my previous life BK (before kids) I was a technical writer, poet, and essayist. Now I'm a write-at-home mom who tries to find the balance between writing, doing for kids, doing for hubbie, doing for the house, and doing for myself.
