A couple of weeks ago I had the first case of 'working mother's guilt' (is that even a term!?;) as Harri came home with the school newsletter which said that his cross country race was going to be on one of my work days.
I have already felt awful this year that I haven't been able to go to his school assemblys, like I used to with all the boys, as they are held on one of the mornings that I am at work. I know how lucky I have been to be home full time for the past twelve years, as I know a lot of other parents don't get the opportunity to go to all of their kids school events, but it's especially hard having it change this year and not being able to be there all the time, with everything else that has happened.
Harri was great about it and understood that I couldn't come as I'd be at work, but we were so excited to hear that the cross country was going to be held in the afternoon - after I had finished work. I was so happy that I could be there to watch him.
I surprised Kobe and picked him up early from daycare and we both went to watch Harri run.
It's so lovely to see him with his good friends from school. He has a lovely friend Mia who is such a thoughtful little girl. She sent Harri a beautiful card before school started this year saying 'I'm sorry that your Dad died', which was so lovely.