This whole experience has been like a series of hurdles. And that’s not meant to suggest that hurdles in this context are entirely bad. Sometimes they are. Sometimes you bang your shin or your toe and you fall hard. Sometimes the hurdles seem endless and frustrating.
But keeping things in perspective, more often than not the hurdles are expected and laid out in a pretty decent order, easily enough to navigate with focus, precision, and calm. Run, run, jump. Run, run, jump. Go, go, go. We can DO this!
We ARE doing this!
But they’re still hurdles… And maybe some days they truly feel like hurdles ( in the shitty sense), and on better days, or better moments, for that matter, they feel like milestones.

Yesterday we met two big milestones.
Both kids were registered for their new schools, Nora at the public school on our same block, PS89, and Eli at a preschool a 10 minute walk from our place called Bright Horizons.
Again, having not seen either facility or met anyone in person had me very, very anxious.
I knew Brett would have made a good choice, but I had the gross ‘first day of school jitters’ but in an insanely maternal way for the first time…
Upon walking into Nora’s school, I was overcome… Thankfully I held it together in front of the amazingly warm and welcoming principle, but I was on the verge of cracking the entire time…. Overcome with relief. Relief that my kid would be in a safe place. A happy place. A really, really great place!
Neither kid was thrilled during their visits, but since then they’ve each talked excitedly about tomorrow, their first official day….
We’ll see…