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for some reason, today i started feeling very excited for éamon about daycare. i think he's going to do well there, will learn a lot and make friends. i feel confident about this new adventure. it's also nice because this optimistic feeling isn't coming from a jaded place in me. it's not like i'm sick of him, because i'm not. i just feel encouraged that it'll be a good change for us.

with the worry of daycare off my shoulders, i don't dread returning to work in july. i love the freedom i have now – a loose schedule, a loose bedtime, a loose wake-up time, not being in a hurry, getting to do whatever i want. but thankfully, as far as work goes, i like my job, and for the most part, i'll be happy to be there.

in july, we'll begin a new normal that will last for several years. the thought of diving into that new routine seems appealing. that said, i will reach a point when the novelty wears off, and it'll start to feel daunting. but i think i'll do a better job at protecting my time and energy, because i know how much better i feel when i'm not stretched thin.

my main regret is how far away my office is. i want to find a way to use that time well. or perhaps to even find out if it's possible to use my commute in a better way. what can be done with 23 minutes of sleepy-tired driving in the morning, followed by 23 minutes of work-tired driving in the late afternoon?

darling,
i'll be waiting here until these days are through,
and then i'll work some more.