So as some of you may know, I have returned to work from my wonderful maternity leave. I will spare you the sad story, but it ends with tears and they are all mine because Hannah is pretty much killing it at “school”. We are getting our morning routine down. Getting a little faster each week. Currently, I am dropping Hannah off in the morning and Clark is picking her up in the afternoon. That routine is going well so far.
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| Hannah playing with Mimi at Christmas |
I started a new job and it is going really well. They are a super family and work balance oriented company, which will help as we tackle the wonders that is parenthood. But back to Hannah’s school. Every morning when I drop her off, there are one or two parents dropping off at the same time. It is actually a very nice system of being able to drive right up to the front and park right at the door, drop her of and get right out. All the parents seem to be very considerate of getting in and out and out of the way for the next parents to pull in. However, I would wager about 80% of the parents dropping off in the morning are on their cell phones. Talk about being distracted. Who are they talking to? Are they really that important that they have to be on the phone the minute they get into the car in the morning? Apparently, Hannah is going to “school” with the children of extremely important people. I will say that they at least do demonstrate some efficiency in getting their kids in and out while one the phone, but give me a break. These are probably the same people who are too important to get off the phone while checking out at Target or the Grocery store. To these parents, I say, slow it down a little. Turn off the phone for the few minutes it takes us to drive and drop off our kids in the morning and be intentional about starting the day with your kid.
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| My adorable Nephew, Brock, the giver of the good hugs |
The second part of this blog is a shout out to my brother, Cory. Clark and I were at Hobby Lobby last weekend picking out fabric for curtains for Hannah’s room. As has happened many a time, a passer by stopped and commented on the adorableness of my child. This is just the burden we have to bear for having such a beautiful little girl, but I digress…. It happened to be an older couple who was admiring Hannah. They kept getting closer and closer to Hannah, as she entertained them with her coos and smiles. Clark was next to her in the cart and had moved to the side for them to get a better look. I was off to the side looking for scissors. When I saw how close they were getting, I started to get afraid that they were going to try to pick her up and ran over to become a human shield. I don’t know if it is the grandparent instincts in them that they think it is okay to touch or pat complete strangers babies, but it is NOT. This is dedicated to my brother because he thinks it is okay to hand over his son to give hugs to old ladies at the Mall. I stand strongly in my sister in law's corner at the mortification of this train of thought. Clark will say that I am over dramatizing the Hobby Lobby incident, but all you mothers out there know the real story. Has something similar every happened to you?
Hopefully I’ll be able to get back to writing this on a regular basis.
Hope this finds you all well in this wonderful New Year.
Best,
Team McCarthy
