|I already learned everything, I don't get why I have to go back.|
On her first day, drop off was really smooth, mostly because she didn't expect me to actually leave her there since I had never left her anywhere before. Today wasn't as smooth, but it could have been much worse. Luckily the staff there are good at handling upset toddlers and I was able to quickly peel her off my legs to hand her off and make a dash for the door. I feel less like a jerk than I did on the first time, so that's an improvement. I've even developed a pretty good method for distracting Faith while I get her nap mat and lunch all ready to go for the day.
|I think Mommy gave me this waffle to distract me from something....|
|Tricky Mommy. What was I worried about again?|
When I dropped her off, they asked me "Do you want her to go to Jump Bunch? It's an extra fee but the first time is free." I was like "I don't even know what that is, but it has 'jump' in the name and I like tired toddlers, so yes please." Turns out "Jump Bunch" is like PE class for the preschool set and Faith actually really liked it. They told me that she played field hockey today with a plastic stick and a foam ball and enjoyed herself. I just wish they offered picture or video of that because it sounds hilarious to me.
Being home alone without Faith felt extra strange because my husband was home sick from work today, so the whole morning we were tiptoeing around like Faith was napping and we kept having to remind ourselves that she wasn't even home. I ran 4 miles on the treadmill as soon as I got home from dropping her off (I'm still paranoid that they are going to call me to come get her and I wanted to get it done before that could happen). It felt ok in terms of rib pain, but the run still felt really hard. I'm just going to blame pregnancy for that, it's my favorite scapegoat.
One thing I haven't figured out on "school days" is how to deal with the dog. Normally we walk or run every morning, but I don't have time on Tuesdays to do it before I have to drop off Faith. Then when I get home, I don't feel comfortable not being home in case they call and need me to come get her (hence the treadmill running). As a result, the dog gets shafted and then acts like a brat all day. In theory, I can take everyone for a walk after Faith gets back, but so far Faith needs to lay down for a bit after she gets home to unwind/nap more and that trumps dog walking. Hopefully we'll figure this out as time goes on because Peanut has driven me nuts today.
|I have a need for speed!|
What's your favorite scapegoat for a bad run? I really like pregnancy and if that's not an option, then I blame the weather.
What do you do when your pet is driving you nuts? It was raining all day so I couldn't even kick her out into the yard which is my normal solution for her pacing and whining.