This week my daughter went back to school after her holiday break. It felt like she was off from school for a lifetime! But in the long scheme of our lives together, it wasn’t long enough.
Looking back at the last 2+ weeks of school-less days, our time together was both exciting and exhausting. The days were filled with local day trips and outings, trips to the movies, baking, shopping, wrapping presents, singing, coloring, painting, hot chocolate drinking, family and friend gatherings and everything else in between (Phew! Typing that even makes me exhausted!). With every new activity, my little one, despite being on antibiotics for a bad case of sinusitis, gained a renewed and heightened sense of excitement. With every new activity, I, on the other hand, grew more weary. But her excitement fueled me and let me enjoy every second of the holiday season with her.
As the last days of her school break drew near, I began to see Facebook posts from friends on how they couldn’t wait to get the kids on the bus, laughed at some very relatable holiday break memes and kept hearing Bing Crosby crooning “and mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again“. I thought about the fatigue of keeping my 4 year old entertained and occupied and began to welcome the thought of school break coming to an end. However, the night before her first day back, she came tip-toeing into my bedroom. I was still awake and asked her what was wrong. She stretched her arms up, asking to be lifted into bed, and told me she just missed me. I pulled her up into the bed and we cuddled until she fell asleep.
As she laid there peacefully sleeping, I didn’t want to let go. The thought of her going back to being apart from me for a few hours a day suddenly saddened me. Through the weariness, I was reminded of how much I missed spending all our time together. Suddenly that 2+ weeks didn’t seem long enough.
When I left her at school, she easily got back into her routine and happily gave me a kiss and hugged me good-bye. And off I went to run my childless errands and begin to straighten up a house that suffered from the holiday hangover.
And just like that our blissfully exhausting holiday break came to an end. And I miss it already.
And just like that we are back to our regularly scheduled programming of school, activities and the nonstop running.