Survival.
Katie did, in fact, survive her first day of kindergarten. She loves it. She has a few classmates from Pre-K and lots of new kiddos in the class - there are 16 kids.
I have volunteered to be a Class Parent. Yep, you read that right. Katie often looks like a gypsy (she has an interesting sense of fashion and I let her wear what she wants, more or less). I cannot do decent hair braids. Our baked goods for class are usually from an actual bakery and not from my oven. And Katie’s lunches are not elaborate affairs that elicit envy from the other children. But I am a good organizer, I have lots of enthusiasm and I really want my daughter to be happy. This, I figure, qualifies me to be a Class Parent.
Amy had been out of sorts ever since Katie started school. On Tuesday, she angrily accused me of “keeping” her out of her school. She didn’t quite get that her school had not yet started. Open house preschool (or “Pre K”, she’s decided, even though she’s only 3) is tomorrow bright and early. I have told her that it’s the same as going to school. She is extremely excited.
So, the girls are surviving.
Me too, except for being completely and utterly exhausted.
As for Mom? Her results aren’t back yet from the doctor. Don’t even get me started. I made her call today and ask. They told her that it would be about a week but that if they “found anything” before then, the radiologist would mark it “stat” and they’ll call her. I know, I know, this is probably a good thing - not to have heard anything. But this is the same town where, when my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer, no one wanted to “bother her” with the news. So, you’ll have to excuse my cynicism in this regard.
Speaking of cynicism, I spent a weekend remarkably uncynical (is that even a word) and - dare I say it - even a little bit relaxed? The house looks lovely, we did some much needed sprucing up. It’s still up for sale, we’ll see what happens. As fall creeps on, I am less inclined every day to sell. I swear I’ll post more about this later…
And I have crafts projects and Halloween costumes to keep me company. I bought a label maker for Katie’s stuff for school. And get this: it has other uses. Everything in our house that doesn’t move will be labeled. Who knew I could be this OCD?
And that’s all for the recap. It’s late, I’m tired, Top Chef is on in a bit - and I have a pile of client papers begging for my attention.
September 6th, 2007 at 1:30 pm
Congratulations! As a wise mother told me, “home made” means it made it home. So, what are you letting go of now that you’ve taken on this added duty?
September 6th, 2007 at 2:12 pm
Um, er, letting go?
Actually, I have some things on the horizon - will share shortly.