The days are long, but the time is short.
Jack will be 19 months old on Friday. How the hell did that happen!? It’s all going by so fast…that cliche is so true, blink and it’s over. I’m doing my best to soak up as much of Jacks toddler-hood as possible, my husband is too, and he’s had more opportunity to do so since he’s been taking over for me and doing the Mr. Mom thing while I’m away at work.
Work is going well, by the way, my hours have been getting longer and Jack has been spending the bulk of his time with his dad when I’m not home. Dada has always been Jacks favorite, which is course both natural and adorable, and makes me feel proud.
Jack still runs circles around ALL of us, though. Dada and Grammy are usually both completely worn out by the time I come home. They have that look I’ve seen so many times before, except then it was my own reflection in the mirror staring back at me. We’re all coping with our lack of energy and Jacks abundance of energy with multiple trips to the coffee pot.
Thankfully the boys are doing so well without me that I can continue working even after I start school in January. I’m planning on taking at least a couple of courses. Hopefully, this time will be more successful than the last time. I’m a little older, a little wiser, and have a little more purpose and determination to propel me forward.