Part of me is thinking “yes the kids are ready for it” and “ooh I can stay in my PJs till 11am!” (Don’t judge me.) I mean this morning, I got to enjoy two cups of my new lemon and ginger green tea without even so much as thinking about rushing about or getting the kids dressed. As usually though, Will was already dressed as a pirate by 7am.
On the other hand, not only do I now feel like I’m going to be spiralling out of control into a wallowing pit of laziness, but I’m also mourning the loss of my precious child free three hours a day. That’s fifteen hours! FIFTEEN!! (sobs quietly)
Then I think, but now I can spend five full days with my wonderful, darling, not at all evil, children. (Sobs again, whilst remembering the fifteen hours!)