For All the Moms Who Still Need Their Mom
Today my husband came home from work with an opened letter in his hand and an irritated look on his face. I gave him a questioning look through the storm door as he walked toward the house. It was a letter from our daughter’s school. With some apprehension I read the first few lines. It stated that Gemma had three unexcused absences so far this school year. It went on to lecture us about the importance of attendance and securing doctor’s notes when your child is sick, et cetera, et cetera. Now, I know what some of you might be thinking: she’s just in kindergarten, it’s not a big deal if she misses sometimes. But Andrew and I both had the same reaction to the letter. We were offended, because we try extremely hard to get her to school every day that we possibly can and neither of us thought this was entirely accurate record keeping. After reviewing the dates she had missed, we came to a conclusion: the first absence, back in October, was the day after Izzy, her new baby sister, was...