Crazy Women

I must admit, when I hear women talk about how they never leave their children, I snicker a little bit.  Not because I am judging them, but because I can’t understand it.  I love my girls very much, but feel strongly that I am a better wife, mother, and person when I get a break from them on a regular basis.

As a result, shortly after we moved to England Samantha started going to nursery 2 mornings a week for 4 hours each.  It gave me the chance to spend quality time with Erica, and it gave Samantha a chance to interact with other children without my interference.  I thought it was a good choice for everyone.

Though she did struggle with it at first, it eventually worked out well, and she transitioned to 3 sessions a week, 3 hours a day.  Again, I got time with Erica, Sam and I got a break from one another, and everyone was happy.

Then, when I was suffering from pretty severe depression and anxiety in the fall, the counselor recommended that Erica go with Samantha to nursery a few days a week, to give me a real, honest to goodness break from the girls.  She thought it might be good for me, might be good for Marcus (who felt overwhelmed by me needing to pawn the kids off on him the moment he walked into the door), and might be good for the girls.

She was right.  That break from the girls gave me some me time, helped me get my house back in a bit of order, and made me enjoy the time I had with the girls even more.  It was only 2 1/2 hours three times a week, but it was perfect.

And now, today, I take a new step.  The girls will stick to their 2 1/2 hour sessions on Mondays and Fridays, but on Wednesdays they are going to be at school all day, from 9-3.  I decided to do it for a variety of reasons, including the ones I’ve mentioned above. But also, so I can focus more on my writing.

I’ve had numerous friends say, “What are you going to do with yourself? You’ll have a spotless house!  You’ll be bored.  It will go to fast!”  The list went on and on.

I laughed…”It will be heaven,” I said.  After all, I’m not one of these women that can’t be separated from her kids.  In fact, when we lived in America, we were constantly out and about, the girls with friends and family.

But here I am, 35 minutes past drop off time, and I’m looking around, listening to the quiet, and wondering what I’m going to do with myself all day.

Now who’s the crazy woman?


3 thoughts on “Crazy Women

  1. You won’t be bored for long. I have been a freelancer for eight years (my oldest is eight) and I love every minute of it. I am in New Zealand so the pace of life is alot slower though!

  2. You said it perfectly…It will be heaven. Sadly, the time will go by so very quickly. But no worries, if you get nothing accomplished…that ‘nothing’ is something quite valuable…”me time”.


  3. Guess I’m one of the crazies. LOL

    I don’t like to be away from my kids longer than a few minutes.

    However, if I had somebody I trusted that was available during my writing hours, I might consider it once in a while.

    Glad it’s going well for you. I’d probably spend the time wondering what the kids were doing. LOL

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