She said...it's never to late to say "I'm sorry"

I love my Tuesday, Thursday and every other Friday mornings :)  Yes, I am a part-time working "mommy" and I love it.  I teach at a small school only twenty minutes from my home.  So really...I have the best of both worlds...I love my job and I absolutely cherish my time at home with our youngest.  He is 16 months, and growing more and more everyday.  Our oldest is 6, and is in school full time...and I miss him like crazy.  It's hard once they start school and you realize that those weekdays at home are gone.  Of course I am blessed to have vacations and holidays at home with my boys.  And luckily our little guy loves school, so that makes things much easier on us!

As I sat here, on my couch earlier today, I pondered my morning up until now and how relaxing my days off can be once I get my two boys (hubby and oldest) out the door with lunches made and bags packed.  I started off by making the baby a yummy hot breakfast... a little change from the dry cereal my husband oh so wonderfully described!  Yes, perhaps there are Cheerios flying around the room or getting crushed under our feet as we prepare ourselves for the day, but they are often accompanied by some fresh fruit, or toast...come on hun...give us a little more credit ;) 

After our yummy breakfast, and some playtime, we curled up on the couch under a fuzzy blanket to watch Elmo's World, which I have programmed to record every Tuesday and Thursday morning.  He loves it and I do too...that show gets me the most cuddle time...10 minutes today!!!!  

After settling in under our blanket, we were immediately startled by a huge gust of wind outside, which turned my front yard into a mini blizzard with all of the blowing snow.  The baby immediately went back to Elmo, and my mind went somewhere else...to yesterday morning.  Let me tell you...it wasn't one of my finest moments, and my husband was...let's just say...pleasantly frustrated with me...oops!  I have come to the simple conclusion, that yes, mornings are always crazy, but mornings during a Canadian winter can be even crazier!

So...after dropping off both kids and rushing to work to make it on time, my wonderful husband (yes ladies, remember Valentine's Day is just two days away) was lucky enough to hear that distinct ring from his Blackberry..."the wife", as he would say.  Yep it was me, calling from my van which was stuck in a snowbank at the end of the driveway!!!  Apparently I wasn't paying enough attention while I was backing out of our driveway with the music blaring and a tea in hand.  After 10 minutes of trying to "fix" my situation with two different shovels, I realized it was helpless, and therefore had no choice but to call my lifeline...my hubby.   So after his 15 minute commute back to our home, and the time it took him to get me out, his well intentioned morning of getting his wife off to work nice and early, sadly resulted in both of us being late!

I have fully accepted the fact that I, and I alone am to blame for that unfortunate situation.  I am truly sorry hun!! This is one rare occasion where it was completely my fault :)  Wow...that was much easier to write, then to say aloud.  And there it is...the first step in our "therapeutic journey" has just begun!!  

Happy Valentine's Day!!