Shed-jule

With ten weeks to go before my return to work I've been reflecting on the idea of a schedule, which my free-spirited non-planner husband loves to mockingly call shed-jule, as if it were for boring people and chumps.

After teaching high school and living on a rigid forty-two minute bell schedule for nine years, my leave with Joshy has been such a relief. We meet up with other moms for playdates when we are up for it, we nap when we are tired and bedtime happens at various times depending on whether we napped that day.

So I'm realizing my go-with-the-flow lifestyle is one of the many losses I'm experiencing in preparing to return to work.

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