I take a sigh of relief as I sit on the eve ending the first week of school. It's been such a roller coaster week, but it's all onward and upward from here (I hope). I am loving my new students. They seem sweet and eager to learn, they have not yet become jaded "I am too cool for you lady," middle school students. Over the course of the week I have answered a hundred million questions ranging between When do we eat? Which folder do I put my math in? Why is your hair curly? Will I need a pencil this week? Can I call my mom because I forgot my (first) homework assignment? Although it's a bit flustrating (is this even a real word) I've tried to ease their concerns so that they left for the weekend with smiles instead of stress induced wrinkles in their young little foreheads.
At this time of year I am so torn! I actually enjoy returning to school even though the pace of working full time tests my sanity. But it is so agonizing dropping Sweet P off as school each day. She seems to love it, she's learning TONS more than she would at home hanging out with little ole' me, and really, she needs to be around some other kids. This is life - I know, I know, but..... she's a great, no SUPER, kid and I feel like I am missing out on so much when I work full time and she's at school. I'm sure I'll get used to it in a few weeks time, but I think I'm taking this transition harder than she is. I really miss my baby during the day.
All in all, it's not a bad gig - work for nine months, three months off. I suppose it's like having the best of both worlds. I get to be full time working mom AND stay at home mom. Still waiting around for that "stay at home mom that gets paid full time" position.
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