THIS MOM THING…

THIS MOM THING…

Soooo….tomorrow is the second week of school and I am NOT meeting Diva girl at school when she gets off the bus. I AM NOT MEETING HER. I AM NOT MEETING HER.

Okay, if I say it enough times, it should sink in by the morning and I should be fine. Sigh.

Ugh…this mom thing is hard. There is no book in the world that can prepare you for the worry, the “what ifs”, the heart stopping fear and the unending flow of tears that become a permanent part of your world once you become a mom. Can you imagine if someone passed you a manual in your early twenties that told you in great detail how you would become this mushy, emotional ball of nerves at the merest thought of anything slightly negative happening to your child? How your world stops when they are hurt or sick; or how the feeling of relief at their well-being can reduce you into a pool of water?

All you’ll ever hear is that motherhood isn’t easy.

But it is rewarding. Aside from the worrying, there is the laughter and the hugs and the wet kisses. There are the “I love you Mommy” times and the “snuggle up” times. There is the pride in their accomplishments and their growth and development. When they look back at you with a thumbs up to say they’re okay and the smiles when they’ve finally tied their own shoelace or zipped up their jacket. There is the ultimate joy of learning to ride a bike or jumping rope, when they say “Mommy, I did it!”

Ugh…isn’t this mom thing great?

Sooo….I AM NOT MEETING HER. I AM NOT MEETING HER. I AM NOT MEETING HER!

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TIME FOR SCHOOL…CONT’D…AGAIN!

TIME FOR SCHOOL…CONT’D…AGAIN!

So the second day of school wasn’t that great. There was complete chaos outside and when I got to the school (yes…I met her at school a second time!), Diva girl was standing around by herself without any acknowledgment from any of the teachers. Her teacher was nowhere to be found.

Now aren’t you glad I went to the school?

Believe me, I was not impressed. When I think of the fact that no one really even knew that my child was there, all the “what ifs” come rushing back. When her teacher finally decided to grace us with her presence, it was to respond to my concerns in a manner that was so condescending….

I’m gonna stop there, because now I’m getting worked up all over again.

But just so you know, today was different and very organized and I am somewhat comforted by the turnaround.

HOWEVER…I’m still miffed at the attitude of her teacher, especially when I found out after school that Diva girl was sent to TIME OUT on her 2nd day for talking too loudly in class.

I SAID… ON HER SECOND DAY!

Seriously? Who does that??? Especially to a girl who has never had a ‘time out’ in daycare or in JK. What happened to giving warnings? What happened to allowances for the first few days as the children got used to new teachers with new rules?

Diva girl told me that she started crying when she was sent to her time out. This doesn’t surprise me since she’s such a people pleaser. To her, to be seen as the ‘bad kid’ would have been devastating.

Okay, I’m mad all over again…