When we decided to have children I dreamed of being the parent that’s home after school, preparing dinner while the kids did their homework at the kitchen table. Taking them to the park in the middle of the day and/or running off to the movies before rush hour. My plan was to work in the mornings and be available for my kids in the afternoon and into the evening.
Well things didn’t work out as I planned. We became pregnant shortly before I accepted a new full-time position, which meant I would only have the standard six weeks to spend “quality time” with my daughter before having to return to work. I hated putting her into daycare so early but at the time, we didn’t have another option.
When I became pregnant with my son, I decided to start my own business in hopes it would grow fast enough to replace my income so I could stay home with him. Though the business was and still is growing steadily it wasn’t enough to replace my income. After he was born I was able to take three months off which gave us some time to really enjoy each other.
However, I still had to go back to work and hated it even more. I felt like I was missing out on something, on everything.
This year my daughter started Kindergarten and we chose to send her to a school practically around the corner from our house.
On her first big day, we walked her to school as a family, my husband, my son, and I ALL walked her to school and it was amazing. Even though it’s a short 5-10 minute walk I love taking her by the hand and just chatting about the day to come or the day before. We practice site words, the days of the week or just enjoy the fresh brisk air. We walked her to school every day that week.
Prior to her starting Kindergarten every morning felt rushed and stressed. But when we walk her to school its like time slows down just enough for us to enjoy the moment. At the school the kids play together for a few minutes before the bell, and then we say good-bye. My son kisses and hugs his big sister then grabs on to myself or my husband for the walk back home.
When I drive to work I feel more relaxed even though the traffic is horrendous and I find myself anxiously waiting for five o’clock to come so I can rush to the school and pick her up so we can walk back home together.
I never would have thought how special a simple walk could be. But I feel our bond growing stronger with every step. And best of all, when I ask her what her favorite part of the day was she always answers, “walking to school or walking home.”
What special everyday moments do you like to spend with your family? Let me know by commenting on this article.