Hump day.
Another wednesday. Some people see it as half way through the week. Some as church night. To most, it’s not very remarkable. To me, it is the best and worst day of the week, every week.
It’s the day I have my son. I look forward to it.
Around 10:00 a.m. every wednesday, I get a text message from bio mom confirming the pick up time.
“3ish” is almost always the answer.
Everyone at work knows I leave at about 2:30 to go pick him up. I hate when anything delays me. I try to be at his house at 3.
3:30 we are back at my house, and have caught up with what the day had been. We talk about what we want to do. I check in with Sarah about her schedule. We figure out dinner.
We then do…something. Games, ride bikes, homework, go to the movies…but whatever it is, 7:00 is the ending time. Then back to bio mom’s house. No matter how hard we hard we play, or much we laugh, or how far we go, it is bookended.
Usually, the 3 if us drive him home. It helps to have Sarah on the ride home. Tonight i didn’t. I miss him. The car seems so quite after having his laugh fill it.
There it is, my favorite and least favorite day. This is my weekend with him, so that’s something. Those wednesdays without the upcoming weekend with him are heightened on both ends of the spectrum.
June 20th, 2007 at 9:15 pm
Wow, I can’t imagine. It makes me thankful that I have mine full time, but also kind of sad that “bio” isn’t around to see them grow. Good work, my friend.
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