School, Attachment, and Index Cards...

Now that school has traction, routine might not run as smoothly as I would really hope. Making lunches at night certainly helps the morning ritual, but I still end up getting out the door quite inconsistently. Chandler stumbles, rolls, slides - no jumping mind you - out of bed and into the shower around 6"ish". We head out the door with Spencer in tow with Woobie and his favorite blanket to the Jeep by 6:45 to drop him at KHS.

We usually pass the same dad on a bike with a little trailer in tow with no child on the back which always looks quite odd to me - a grown man with a burly beard on a bike pedaling his heart out with a child trailer behind like it is chasing him and a helmet attached to the tiny handlebars. Spencer and I hop out of the Jeep around 7"ish" and I prep his breakfast which usually consists of yogurt and eggs (no not together) or oatmeal or cream of wheat, etc. He still likes the occasional pop-tart as well (what child doesn't?!).

From there, I run to the shower and pull out my clothes while at the same time get Spencer's together from him to change and get ready for his day in Kindergarten. We leave the house around 7:45 "ish" as they do not allow any child in the classroom until 7:50 (notice no "ish" there). At this point, I am apprehensive as I do not know which way it will go each day. Will Spinner be alright and be able to walk to class without the attachment to daddy? The last few days he has done okay as he knows that this is the new routine and I will be by to pick him up after work.

I then attack the Houston traffic down hwy 59 to my tower of a building off McKinney on the 18th floor with a really nice view actually. I go about my job and text Chandler a couple of times when needed. Today, it is index cards. He must have an important test which will more than likely be tomorrow! All I received was a text that read, "Could you pick up a TON of index cards on the way home?" Notice "ton" is capitalized. Yes, this would mean, it is a big test with a lot of information.

It can be overwhelming being a single dad, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love my boys and would do anything for them. I realize now that Spencer's attachment to me will be here for a few years as it is all part of mommy leaving and not really being heavily involved in his life minus the weekly phone call and a couple of 4 day visits a year. His fear of abandonment and attachment are perfectly normal and I am okay with it for sure. He needs to feel secure and I will make sure he feels that security to the best of my ability.

I am sure that there are days though when he feels like the picture below......................so do I!

My grace is sufficient for you...One Day At A Time!