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Monday, June 18, 2012

Go-Gos

Every time I hear or say the word Vacation I break out in song (mostly in my head, but every so often it's for the public's enjoyment) of the Go-Gos song.  Mainly because vacation is all I ever really wanted.


Had to get away!







Except, I can't.

But Ms. B can!  She and her husband are on vacation this week.  They're back home visiting family they haven't seen since Christmas.  While they're at the beach, I'm in school.  This doesn't seem like a fun trade-off.  How did I grow up and end up in school during the summer?  It's not even a school for the under-achievers!  It's actually a school for the advanced kids.  Or at least that's what they tell us to make us feel good about ourselves.





(It is the new military, after all.  We need to know how awesome we all are.... like we don't already know.)

What I've realized in just the few days she's been gone is how much I really miss her.  And how much I really depend on her, especially because I'm in school.  Since the middle of May I've been gone to a residential school for my job.  I'm not too far away from my house, just the other side of the beltway, but in D.C. traffic I might as well be in California.  So I stay at school during the week and come home on weekends.

All the while, Ms. B watches Elly.  Ms. B and her husband Mr. T (yes, that's his actual name.  I pity the fool!) take such great care of Elly.






They are lifesavers when it comes to watching her.  I couldn't be more grateful for them and how perfect they are.  Not just anyone would drop everything to take your sick kid an extra day and a half and nurse her back to health because you couldn't be there full-time for her.

I think back to when I was about to start back up to work and how absolutely freaked out I was to leave her with someone who wasn't me.  I was panicked.  (Do you need a reminder?) Six months later and I realize just how useless that worrying was, because instead I found the perfect people who care for my daughter as if she were their child.

Elly loves them!  She says their names (as well as a toddler learning to talk can actually say names).  She gives them hugs and kisses.  She gets excited to see them when they walk through the door.

I can't wait for them to get back from vacation.  Not just because I miss them, but because Elly misses them too!  I'm sure as soon as they get back, she'll slobber them with kisses.  And I'll give them grateful hugs that they didn't run away and leave me without someone I trust to watch my daughter.  Now if only I could figure out a way to convince the Department of Defense to allow them to permanently stay here so they can always be a part of Elsie's life.

Ok, so that's not really reality.  Maybe I need a vacation.

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