Today was our Winter Festival at work. It was supposed to be in February, but was rescheduled because of a car crashing into the classroom. Yes, you read that correctly. Thankfully, no one was hurt. But it caused some construction chaos, so they decided it would be best to have it in March. The festival is always a good time for the kids. Lots of balloons and fun activities for the little ones and their parents to enjoy. Creative activities, thought up by some extremely creative women. I was manning the playdough table, when one of the little boys from my class and his dad came and sat down. The dad and I got chatting about how fun playdough is, how well his son could "cut" with the playdough tool, and how the dad was glad to finally have a day off. And then the dad asked " Do you have any children?" All within a few seconds, my heartbeat tripled, my throat closed up and I found myself wanting to just close my eyes and crawl under the table. " No, not yet" I answered, with a smile. A fake smile and a quiet "No, not yet." The dad was just making friendly conversation and I thought it was super sweet he was spending time with his son like this. I wanted to say " Hold him close, you are so so blessed." But honestly, it looked like he already knew this :)
I'm kind of proud of myself for responding with "No, not yet." Instead of just "No."
The new definition of the word "Yet" : Hope.
I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday. It's going to be a busy weekend, but that's ok. As long as I can sleep without an alarm set, I'm good. My unreliable friend AF, still hasn't showed. I'm not liking this itinerary that my post mc body has come up with. And before you think it, no I'm not pregnant.
Not yet, anyways...