Today really felt like the worst day ever. Nothing bad actually happened... that is, unless you count sending your one and only baby nugget off to the time-sucking black hole otherwise known as KINDERGARTEN!!!
This is Hope. She is my favorite and my best.
This morning I had to drop her off in sea of kids to spend 7 hours in a sing-songie, primary-colored prison. Okay, so I'm exaggerating a tad... it can't be that bad, right?
An unassuming, happy face on her way to school...
then realizing what's going on. I want to reassure her that I'm not purposefully abandoning her, the state is making me. And, I realize home school is an option, but she's quite socially awkward already, I fear holing her up in the house with no friends or siblings... just MOM... hee, hee, hee... would allow her to be entirely reclusive. I know, I know, not all home school kids are odd...
I suppose this is just a bit of venting after a day of change. I spent most of it with that pukey feeling in my belly, wishing the time would pass faster... holding back the tears. It sucks when you're little one is, by definition, no longer little and shipped off for a good chunk of the day.
Lesson learned today: when life gives you lemons, you turn right around... and punch it in the face!