The title of this post was taken from the song For The First Time by The Script.
Yesterday was a difficult day for me. Trying to juggle work and family is normally something I feel like I do an okay job at, but yesterday just seemed like an epic fail. I went to work at 6:30 and Tyler babysat the little boys because the Y was closed today. No worries, I'm paying her. Mason had 6th grade orientation from 12 - 1:30 and Sebastian's was from 12 - 1:45 and I had meetings before and during those times. Sebastian brought Mason for his orientation and I knew I could stay until 12:50. I thought no problem I can get most of it in and Sebastian will stay with him for the rest. It was a decent plan except his orientation started 20 minutes late. I met Mason's homeroom teacher, but Sebastian had to help him with his locker and meeting his other teachers. I knew Sebastian could handle his orientation by himself but it sucked not to be there. However a dear friend took these pictures and sent them to me. I cried just a little as I sat in my meeting.
Sebastian adding his handprints to the senior wall. I'm seriously crying as I type this.
Sebastian and Megan (his girlfriend). I absolutely love her!
Such wonderful kiddos.
I am grateful for my friends that help me look out for my kids, the friends that help pick up my slack. Thanks Lynette for taking these. I did managed to leave work in time to pick up Tyler for her sophomore orientation, but we had to take the little boys with us. The same little boys that hadn't napped. They were absolutely wild while we tried to walk around the school and meet her teachers. Tyler wanted to get her chrome book, but the line was so long and I had a training to get to and we just couldn't wait. She was so sweet and didn't fuss but I knew she would have wanted to stay and I knew she didn't get as much time to walk around as she would have liked. I picked up dinner and left to drive an hour and twenty minutes to a training. It was absolutely wonderful but I didn't walk back into the house until around 10:30 last night. Throughout all the chaos today, all that I asked of my kids, and the small sacrifices they made not once did they complain. The fact they didn't complain sort of makes me feel even worse. Have they become so accustomed to mom just not always being there that they don't bother to complain? In the end everything got done. Maybe not the way I had envisioned, but it got done. Hopefully that's all the kids will ever remember.
I'm hoping today goes just a little smoother for me. I'm hoping I can cut myself some slack and remember that time with my kids isn't always quantity it's quality. At one point yesterday as I was feeling pretty down and I pulled out my phone and flipped through a few recent pictures of the kids. It made me feel a little better. Hoping today will be easier.
Blake lined up some of his stuffed animals on the chairs and then picked a book to read to them. I absolutely love this picture. It was such a cute moment.
We took the kids to the Jackson River Trail for a walk the other day. They enjoyed it. Sebastian was at work and didn't get to join us.