As you come to him, the living Stone--rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him--you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 2: 4-5

Monday, May 9, 2011

A year ago, Daryl and I went to go out to eat, and Hannah was just not having it.  She wanted to go with us.  Didn't understand why she couldn't go with us.  She thought she would stop us from going by throwing herself on the floor in front of the door and sobbing hysterically.  I tried to get a picture of it, but like usual, the camera wasn't on. (Do you know how many times this happens?)  This, instead, is what I got.  Daryl picking Hannah up and her clinging to the door...still sobbing hysterically.  We ended up going out to eat, but neither of us really enjoyed it as much as we would have.  Of course, when we got home, she was fine and had been as soon as we had walked out of the door.
Flash forward to this morning.  Today, I decided to take a mental health day.  I just needed it.  It had been way too long since I had a day off, and I desperately needed some time to myself to just be and do nothing.  And even though I wasn't going in to work, I still took the girls to school.

As Hannah got out of her seatbelt, a single tear rolled down her cheek and she started to cry, begging me to take her home with me.  "Please mommy, please.  I'll be quiet. I'll miss you."  To be fair, she has never been to school without me (none of my kids have).  I teach at the Christian school they attend, and she knows that I am just a hallway and two corners away.  I pop in to see her, just for a hug or a smile, at least once a day.  She waves to me from the playground when I'm at carpool.

But as I watched her walk into the school building, holding hands with her big sister, my heart broke completely in two.  As she looked back at me, her trademark pout on her face, and her eyes pleading with me, a single tear rolled down my cheek.  I waited until they got into the school before leaving so she wouldn't have to watch me drive off, and I didn't have to see her see me drive off.  And just for a moment, I thought about going back and getting her.  Taking her home with me and enjoying a little Hannah time (which, just in case you were wondering, would entail a few Barbie movies and playing Barbies all day.)

In the end, though, I didn't.  I went and worked out, went grocery shopping, and then returned home for what has been a totally relaxing, completely satisfying mental health day.  And I hope that when she returns from school, that she will have been fine all along. 

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  1. We all need those mental health days once in awhile. I completely understand that! It does make it hard when the little ones don't agree that we need some time away. I'm glad you were able to get some relaxing in and had a good morning. I, too, worked at my daughters' school up until I got sick and have been home for 7 weeks now. I miss being able to say hello during the day, so I know how you feel. I hope your mental health day has given you what you need and you are ready to return tomorrow. How much longer do you have this year? We only have three more weeks.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog earlier and commenting. Have a great week!

  2. I LOVE mental health days, but I can also understand how hard it would be to "leave" her at school when you aren't. Hopefully today has recharged your batteries :)

  3. You have inspired me to begin taking mental health days as well!
    And I love the idea of Memory Mondays... I think I'll join the fun! =)

  4. It's the first time I've heard of 'mental health day'. I think I need it too! lately my 4-year old has been really, well, challenging! I'm glad your 'mental health day' was satisfying for you.

    I hate it when hubby and I are out finally just the two of us, but we end up thinking about the kids and missing them.

  5. Gotta love Mental Health Days. I could see my son getting used to me working at his school, too. (Once I'm teaching and he's going, that is!) Thanks again for joining the blog hop! I loved reading your post!!! Please be sure to join tomorrow's hop which is now up! =)