Just a quick post as I am typing this in my basement at 6:30 a.m. The bad news is the toddler was up at 5:15 a.m. this morning, which was just…tough. The good news is that he has recently started to play semi-independently (often with the Thomas train car set!). So I get two minute patches between events requiring my attention.
We were supposed to be traveling yesterday but Ida hit around here with a vengeance. We’re all fine and the houses are fine — just lost power for a few hours — but a lot of roads are closed. I keep staring at photos of the interchange in Philadelphia where I-676 splits off to go northwest on I-76 to my house, or south toward the airport. I’ve been there a hundred times and yesterday water was all the way up to the signs on the overpass.
Ten years ago we attempted to drive the day after a hurricane (Irene) after it appeared damage was light, and we wound up driving in circles for hours and eventually staying in a hotel in upstate New York where the basement was completely flooded out and there was limited power but they took pity on me — with my 4-year-old, toddler, and 7.5 months pregnant with #3 — and let us stay. I had no desire to repeat that experience, so here we are. We’ll do Labor Day adventures, but for now it’s just a slow start.
Thanks for everyone’s responses to the morning schedule post. I assume we will wind up driving twice a week or so (I suspect Monday in particular, since that can be the roughest sleep shift). We need to be more disciplined about bedtime for everyone — me included, if the toddler wakes me up at 5:15 a.m., though I am hoping that was an outlier — and that will help as well. I also have some hope that the bus schedule will be better when we move to the new house, so we shall see. There had been moves afoot to shift high school to a later start time, but with Covid that just lost intensity.