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January 28, 2003
*Mom's busy schedule*
I have not yet mentioned much about what it is I do besides my role as mother to this wonderful little boy, but I will take the opportunity to do so now since it ties into this weeks entry.
I went back to work in October as a substitute teacher, but really haven't had to spend much time away from William. Before Christmas there were only 2 weeks where I worked more than 1 day a week, and many weeks I didn't work at all. So, for the most part I consider myself a stay at home mom. For me, this is the ideal situation. William loves going to his babysitters (which is only in our basement apartment) and he really seems to thrive from a break from the everyday. In fact, after a full week home with mom he tends to get a litle fussy by weeks end. This occasional work also give me the chance to get some much needed adult conversation.
After Christmas I was asked if I could do some evening tutoring. I gladly accepted, as the money was great and the time committments were low. In addition to these benefits, my husband was happy to spend some alone time with WIlliam. This week, however, I got called to teach three days in a row, plus I had to drive a half hour each way to get there, so I was left with very little time left those three days to spend at hime. I really got to miss my little boy. I looked at him this evening and I swear he grew an inch! I hope this isn't a taste of what's to come in the next few months.
I must say though, when I get in bed at night and get to snuggle with William's warm little body (he's been sharing our bed since day 1) I take confort in the fact that he does sleep with us and it makes being away from him all day long that much easier.
*Our little scare*
We moved into our new house at the beginning of August, just when WIlliam was really starting to take off walking. So in terms of childproofing I feel that we had a definate advantage. SInce we were arranging things for the first time we were able to ensure that all small, breakable, dangerous etc., items were well out of reach right from the start. Of course we also installed a safety gate at the top of out stairs (we have a split level house, so this is in our living room area). At times I have let William play alone in the living room while I was in the bedroom, putting away laundry or in the kitchen making supper, and have felt totally comfortable doing so until Sunday night.
That evening as I was off to tutoring, I was in the porch ( at the bottom of the stairs) with my husband who was looking over some papers with me. William was in the living room putting markers in their box, which is the sort of activity that he enjoys immensely. After that activity proved to be too mundane for William, he progressed to throwing the markers down the stairs, yet another favourite activity of his. Once all the markers were thrown I noticed he was a little too quiet and looked up to see that William had climbed halfway up the gate! Looking as though at any minute he would fall head first over the ten hardwood stairs, I sprinted to the top and grabbed him, my heart pounding. I guess in the future I will have to be very watchful when he is playing upstairs.
Thanks again for reading. If anyone else has had any gate related horror stories I would love to hear them.
Till next time
Dawn
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