Mazzy’s preschool recently moved her up to the 4-year old class, despite the fact that her November birthday is past the September 1st cutoff date to be in that class. It’s a good thing – her teachers recognized that she was way beyond what they were teaching in her old class & made the decision to go ahead and move her up.
As with any big change, the transition period has been…a bit challenging. Mazzy keeps complaining that she wants to move back to her old class because she misses her friends and teachers. She’s been super-cranky just about every. single. mother. effing. night. It’s been exhausting. Add to that the never-ending diarrhea that Jack has had along with the seventy-nine teeth that have decided to push themselves through his little gums all at once (probably contributing to the stream of shit that is continually flowing out of his ass) and you can just imagine the kind of week we’ve had.
Oh yeah, I’ve been very stressed at work, behind on all of my projects, big and small, because I’m spending half of my days in meetings and the other half banging my head against my desk. Aaand I’ve only lost .2 pounds this week and I’ve only run 3-4 times since running my 5K nearly 2 weeks ago.
I’m pretty sure I have PMS, what do you think?
I think everything seems magnified when I’m pms-ing. I stay home with my daughter, so i can’t imaging how hard it must be to have two and work. I commend you. seriously.
Thanks, it’s nice to know I’m not alone! It’s definitely hard to manage the commute, work & all the rest, but we manage. Some days better than others.