I had been worrying towards the end of the summer that my job was coming to an end. My boss had been planning to put the big boy in school until 3. Luckily for me Dad didn't agree with that plan so he gets out at 1, and may switch to 3 at a later date. Instead of loosing my job, the days that I work increased. Phew! I'm starting later, but now working mon, wed, thur, fri and either sat or sun. It's definitely taking some time to get used to. I feel like our house is a mess, unless I start or make dinner in the morning it's not the best, and there is no time to get stuff done. Poor N is still getting used to not always getting to nap, with mostly car seat naps when it happens. But we are thankful that I still have a job.
The boys are playing so well together and having so much fun. N seems to be playing at an older age level and I'm surprised by his imaginative play when he's playing alone and with the kids. The favorite right now is super heroes. I've lost count of the number of times they are in and out of costumes every day!!
Everyone wants to know if he's in school. And as he's not, why not. At this point I just don't think it's worth it. We go to story time, he plays soccer and when my work schedule allows we take part in moms club activities. All the kids that I've taken care of that went to 2+ programs hated them. They cried more often than not and it just seemed like more trouble than it was worth, especially when we didn't know what my work schedule or income would be. We will probably revisit the topic in January, but it's more likely that he won't start anything until september next year.
We made the mistake of telling too many people that N is shy. And we've been hearing that from him a lot lately. As in 'I can't say sorry, because I'm shy!' I'm making an effort to not say it anymore, as I don't want him to think of himself like that. His other favorite saying is 'I'm frustrated!' Which can usually be heard when his Lego tower falls over or if he's not mastering something that he wants to do.
Our TTC journey is moving slowly forward. I didn't get my BFP and was actually affected by it more than I had expected to, especially when I predicted it. Being the one trying is much harder than I thought it would be and it took over my life way too much. Hopefully next time I'll be able to be more relaxed about it.
