Our son has been enjoying Spring Break with his Dad. We are so lucky that my husband has his own business and the supplemental odd jobs can be scheduled to make sure he is available if our son is home.
It is tough having the “set” full-time job, however, that gives us stability. And work has been so good to me when I have had to work from home during recovery periods after surgery.
This leads me to the title of this blog. I joined my son one evening this week to look for pheasant eggs. Once they were collected and he was cleaning them, he asked me about when I would be able to spend time at home….”like I did when I came home from the hospital”.
It then dawned on me how much he liked me being around the house…..interacting with him as I could….even though it was limited. At first, I was saddened. I would love to have more time at home! Then I realized, that even when I was “down physically”……during those periods of recovery after those surgeries……lying on the couch….or reclining in my chair…..I was “present” with my son.
I always tried to be awake from a nap when he got home from school….and when I was working from home, I could take those short breaks and have short periods of one-on-one time with him.
It is reassuring to me that he thinks positively of those periods! He remembers me being at home when he got off the bus….the time that I was at home for part of the summer. Those are the things top of his mind!
I know he has not forgotten how sick I was….questions do still come up on occasion. It is just so wonderful that he is past the worry and concern. His questions now are more of the “exactly how my insides differ”…..like when he asked out of the blue….”just how much of your large intestine do you still have? I mean exactly how much, Mom?” How could I not smile?!