So. I start nursing school in a month and a half. I was stressing about paying for daycare for my youngest [Michaela, who’s three] and worrying about finding a good place for her to be.
I e-mailed my mom about my worries, and she wrote, called and left several messages demanding that I call her tonight [this is not annoying to me, but sweet, cute, and funny ’cause my mom is absolutely wonderful].
So I did.
She is going to keep Michaela with her while I go to nursing school. She hates the thought of daycare [so do I. No one will love my kids or raise them the way I will, and I really really reallly have to trust you to let you take care of my kids. I’m protective of them, Mama Bear style: If you hurt my kid, I’ll rip you to shreds, you know?]
It will be hard, because they live a long way away, but honestly, I can’t imagine something that will be better for my baby.
Wow. I really didn’t expect that, and a massive load is lifted.
In other news, my religious discussion with ArtemGr is moving to e-mails, but if I learn something that interests me, or my views change on anything, I’ll let you know, ’cause you know, that’s what I do.
You know, I enjoyed my sabbatical from blogging, but I really love this. It’s good to be back.