We’re firmly entrenched in the month of October, always my favorite, and somehow, the world just feels ‘righter.’ There are homeschooling groups to attend, classes for Elliott most afternoons, and a rhythm is slowly beginning to take over the soundtrack of our days. I think we’ve started to recover from the shock of cross-country! move and new baby–we don’t seem as engulfed as we did in the early days, and consequently, we all seem to find more to enjoy in our daily life–like Fall, and honeycrisp apples, and a decent eyebrow wax (okay, I’m the only one in the family who appreciates that, but you know what I mean…)
I think about this time last year, and just how crazy and out-of-control life seemed. I was sure, in my heart of hearts, that our referral would come no later than October 4th (it came on January 2) and the extra-long wait for the baby coupled with uncertainty about Albert’s new role for 2007 (as well as the move that would accompany it) made for an exhausting October 2006. By November, I was more stoic about the unexplained referral wait, and it looked like we’d be moving to DC, so we could propel ourselves into action, but last October was a dark month for me.
This year, my October is BACK. The Halloween decorations are up, Astrid’s costume supplies are waiting for assembly, and there is baking occurring at semi-regular intervals. Albert is frenetically busy at work, but we have a vacation to look forward to in a few weeks, and of course, Astrid Meklit is lurching (at breakneck speed) toward her first birthday. Such a different pattern to our days this year–Astrid has left her ‘easy’ babyhood to become a sunny, strong-willed toddler and I love almost every change (although Astrid Darling, if you were to choose to sleep in places away from home, it would make life with an active big brother much easier on all of us. No pressure, mind you, just something to wrap your juicy brain around while you are awake and unhappy in the late afternoons that Elliott has tennis, chess or art…). I thought I’d mourn the loss of her quiet infancy–we came so late to the party (not meeting until she was 5 months old) but really, she’s such an engaging, verbal totlet, I’m eager to know what comes next. I think that’s the fundamental difference between the two Octobers. Last year, I couldn’t wait for the next big thing, this year, I’m just eager to be in the know. Just the exchange of a few words, but therein, all the difference in the world.
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