As it turns out, I got some time away from the baby, which was exactly what I wanted. Or so I thought. I will be away from Emily for 9 hours a day for the next 4 weeks, since I am once again replacing a teacher who did the dirty dirty with her husband approximately 9 months ago is pregnant and ready to pop. I wanted a break, but this is a bit too much for me. What I was looking for was 5 minutes here (to use the bathroom without holding her, which is very, very difficult by the way. Especially the pulling up of the pants.) and 20 minutes there (to bake some cookies, which are exactly what I need to get those last few pounds off my thighs).
However, there are some great benefits to this. Not only will this help me get my foot in the door of what I consider to be the best school system in my area (I’m in Effingham, if you were wondering), but getting to be Megan the Teacher and not just Megan the Mommy all the time is doing me a lot of good. Plus, there’s money! And it’s actually pretty good money.
But I miss her. I feel like I barely saw her at all yesterday. She fell asleep about 2 hours after we got home, and I went right along with her – for 3 hours! And after we woke up and got our bellies full, it was bedtime. I spent about 3 hours with her all day. That isn’t going to cut it.
And so it seems that the grass truly isn’t always greener on the other side.