I'm still looking for the silver lining of this weeks' fails. Yes, there were many. My son ended up hospitalized for asthma and his twin sister is down with double ear infections and pink eye - all while my husband was out of town. After a week of scraping together inadequate sub plans, I'm worried to go back to school on Monday.
My family comes first. Especially since I never thought I would have one.
We are lucky that kids are resilient, and I know that we will bounce back. However the amount of guilt that is surrounding me at this moment is somewhat overwhelming. Guilty that I even thought of school, guilty that the kids missed learning, guilty that I bailed out on events of my school friends. That's just going to have to be the way it is. As they say, no one lays on their death bed saying they would have wanted to be at school more and with their family less.
Just needed to get this off my chest in order to move forward and get out from under this gloomy cloud.