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I'm enjoying my slow and easy transition back to school. Monday I had a half-day meeting. Today I'm home with the girls. Two days at school in my classroom and a family day out on Friday. Before everything officially begins next Monday.
I think I might meander over to school today to show my girls my new learning space and really see what I'm getting myself into. I packed up my room that I made a home for ten years and I'm moving into a smaller room. I'm actually excited about the transition. A fresh start. Newly organized. (That's the part I still need to accomplish this week.) And perhaps a little decorating. Nothing fancy.
I just said to a friend and colleague, Chris over at Reading Amid the Chaos, that this year seems different. I don't know what it is. I can't put my finger on it. I'm not nervous. I'm not worried. I'm pretty calm and ready to return when the day arrives. I'm feeling confident in my role and excited about the hopes of the school year. I'm in a good place right now.
Perhaps the last two years were difficult transitions with the girls -- that guilty gut-feeling leaving them as I returned to work. Yet, this year I'm ready to return without the guilt. I love my baby girls and we had many celebrations and great moments this summer, but there were many challenging days too. I think Chris mentioned this yesterday: I'm a better mother because I go to work. I can say that is fitting for me.
The days this week will go by and I'll try my best to hold onto this relaxing speed and pace as we transition into the school routine. But before I know it, I'll be a month into school, into that daily schedule that we all thrive upon wondering where those last summer days went . . .