Recently I discovered that my soon-to-be four year old daughter, Josie, will be attending Junior Kindergarten this fall on a full-time every-day basis as opposed to the Monday-Wednesday-every-other-friday schedule that her two siblings had previously.
Now, being a stay at home mom of eight years, I can’t explain to you what a shock to my system this is. There was a tiny bit of sobbing involved…
…On my knees. Hands raised to the sky. Face a mask of horror. Screaming “WHY??”
I had fully expected to have two, sometimes three, days a week at home with my youngest. I figured I could cop-out at home for another year at least before figuring out what to do with the rest of my existence.
Burst my bubble, why don’t you, Upper Canada District School Board?
As far as I can tell, I have several options that range between getting myself knocked up again (now that’s desperate), finding a part-time job (*visceral shudder*), or staying at home and cowering in the closet from the outside world as a “homemaker”. Number three sounds like the most likely option at the moment.
There’s a healthy dose of denial going on right now. I’m just not ready to face what’s going to happen in six months.
My eyes glossy with unshed tears, I told Josie that she would be going to school every day just like Julia and James.
She patted my back gently (as she often does), looked me in the eyes and squeaked in her tiny three year old voice, “It’s okay Mommy, you can still drop me off at the school bus.”
Sigh. Six more months.