Home Days

"Mommy, is today a home day?" Nearly every day, Mitchell asks me this question, and it just breaks my heart a bit each time. Of course, I assume he wants a home day so that he can spend it with Allen, Jeremy and me (he loves all of his people together). More likely he wants a home day so he can watch some TV.

As a working Mom, I'm constantly torn between enough time with my boys and work. I'm trying very hard to only be one place at a time, but it's hard, and frankly nearly impossible. Fortunately, I have a boss who gets this and gives me quite a bit of autonomy and flexibily...but when that comes into play, that line between work and home becomes very blurred. Awhile back, Mitchell closed my laptop while we were sitting together and he was watching TV. The message was clear- "Mommy, it's my time."


Today, Mitchell had an afternoon doctor's appointment. He was quick to announce to his teachers that he "wouldn't be sleeping here today." I tried really hard to be "unfun" during this home time, but it didn't matter. Already as bedtime neared, he asked if tomorrow was a home day. It's no joke, work has been nuts and my stress level has been high. But I am still curious as to why he wants the home days- he loves his friends at school too and just asked last week if Ms. Sue could come home with us. Maybe it means lazy mornings, time with family or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Perhaps it's a time to play with Allen and teach him things. Or maybe it means way too much Jake and the Neverland Pirates.


Eitherway, it makes me happy to know that home is where he wants to be. And I'll keep that way. Until he's a college graduate, anyway.