I like the sound of the title of this post because it sounds all “football-like,” which probably makes it pretty clear to you that I do not understand football, at all.
Is it 33 downs and the first yard? 33 tackles and the first to get hurt? Do they keep track of tackles in football? Because they should since that seems to be the goal of the game, right? I have no idea but I love football lingo and I also love to pretend like I understand it.
But no, actually. The title is that today I am 33 weeks pregnant and today was also the first day of school for Anna and Noah.
Each event is equally exciting to me but I think Anna and Noah would strongly disagree. I base this on the fact that they woke up right on time and had eaten breakfast, brushed their teeth, gotten dressed, brushed their hair and put on their backpacks in just 14 seconds.
Excitement for their first day does not quite properly express how they were feeling about today.
We were ready for this day. The kids had had enough of summer, it’s become obvious these last 10 days or so. Every night they’d dream of going school shopping and then going to school. “I wish school started today.” I only heard this 423 times. But I loved hearing it because I love that they love school.
Last night, I was able to take two pain killers and actually felt somewhat normal. We got ready for school, did showers, cleaned up the house, read books and tucked the kids in their new shared room. Nothing spectacular happened except the feeling of routine returned and I really liked it.
I’ve never wished away summer. Never couldn’t wait until they returned to school and I honestly hope I never do. So, back-to-school is always bittersweet for me. (mostly bitter because it hurts my wallet. OMG.) But sweet because I’m able to watch these children grow up and observe, socialize and learn every single day.
It’s certainly my pleasure to be able to watch this.
I’m fully aware that someday, before we know it, we’ll be packing up their car and dropping them off at college and not only will I be longing for these days of school excitement, but I’ll also be longing for the day when going to school only meant dropping a few hundred bucks on school supplies. So, I’ll just stop complaining about that right now.