Ava’s Kindergarten class celebrated their 100th day of school yesterday.
Has it only been that many days?
Do I still need to do this for 3.5 more months?
The sun is out longer here now. When Ava and I drive home from her gymnastics class there is still some light in the sky.
I feel the Winter waning. I feel the air warming. I feel the end nearing.
And yet.
It is still fucking hard to be in this place.
I just deleted a whole post basically, because it just felt like complaining. And that’s not what I wanted to do.
I really felt called to be a little more real and honest about how hard all of this is.
I don’t have any answers. I do have some questions.
What else can we do to support people who want to raise families and work full time on careers they are passionate about?
What else can we do to not rely so much on our school systems to be daycare providers, social workers and early interventionists?
Why does it feel so selfish to be prioritizing my own self care right now?
I have a new type of question I’ve been asking lately too. I call it a wondery question.
I wonder how I can shift my own perspective on what this 100 day milestone means?
I wonder how I can best support myself and others who are still in this cycle of work, parent, freak out, try to sleep, work, parent, rage clean, fit in workouts and cooking and cleaning and maintaining a house and several important relationships, repeat?
I wonder what the future holds and how I can manifest that to be a future I feel grounded in?
I don’t know. I’m curious though.
And I’m focused on taking it a day at a time and excited to watch the light stay for longer, and listen to my kids spend more time outside (because then it is quiet inside)
