Most people told me that they cried on their kid's first day of school, but since I'm special, I just felt like I was going to vomit. The teachers advised me to keep the good byes really low key and just slip away, so I did that while she was looking at the toys. It worked because she didn't cry, but I felt like a huge jerk for dropping her like a hot potato and running.
|I just looked up and BAM she was gone. Mommy is tricky!|
I fully expected to get a call that she was crying inconsolably and I needed to come get her, so I didn't have any grand plans for my day of freedom. Once I got back home, I figured I'd just run on the treadmill until they called me to come get her. I got over 4 miles done before my phone rang, but it was just one of teachers asking me to bring her nap blanket by the school since I forgot it. My husband was right, I should have had some sort of checklist of things I needed to bring.
I hopped off the treadmill and ran the blanket over to the school and patted myself on the back for the wise decision to pick a preschool ten minutes from my house. It was a little awkward going out and about with that level of sweat, but luckily no one stopped and asked me if I was in labor. I didn't want Faith to see me, so I left the blanket outside her classroom and crept away with ninja-like stealth.
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I got back home and finished up my run to hit 7 miles for the day. After I was done that, I was at a complete loss of what to do with myself. I figured showering would be a good start, but beyond that I had nothing but lame stuff to do (like fold laundry) so I ended up just frittering away my time on the internet while icing my ribs. It was pretty strange eating lunch without anyone asking "Bite? Bite? Bite?" and I even had fun size Snickers bars after my sandwich, so I basically let my hair down and went wild with my child-free house.
I found it surprisingly hard to relax without her at home. I was constantly wondering how she was doing. Is it too much to ask for them to have a live feed web cam set up so I can stalk my child whenever the whim strikes me?
I picked Faith up a little before 2pm and as soon as she saw me, she burst in tears and had to spend about ten minutes on my lap crying and hiccuping. Her teacher said "She's been holding that in all day!" My anti-social kid apparently spent most of the day either sitting by herself at the table quietly playing with puzzles or stuck on one of the teachers like glue. Faith even insisted on following that teacher to go get juice for snack time. That's my little chip off the old stalker block.
|This is basically Faith and Peanut in a nutshell|
She didn't fall asleep during nap time, so I put her down for a nap when we got home. Then I had even more free time and I still didn't do anything productive beyond emptying the dishwasher. I should probably get better about that, but I'll let Future Kara worry about that issue. In theory, I should be able to get the baby's nursery completely set up with this free time, but it's so much less fun to set everything up for a second baby (sorry future kid) that I keep procrastinating.
Faith's teachers think she's going to be a "screamer" the next time I try to drop her off, so I'm glad we'll be at the beach next week so I have 2 weeks to steel myself for peeling a hysterical toddler off my torso and running out of the building. I'm sure one day she'll be a huge fan of school...one day.
I did feel ridiculously proud when the teacher complimented the lunch I packed for Faith (plain shell pasta with cheddar cheese cubes and berries). Faith may have been antisocial today, but she was the best eater in the class (the teacher even wrote that down on her little report card). I'm so proud that she takes after me in the important things.
|I'll be the judge of good lunches. I give that one a solid B for lack of cookies.|
Did you prefer buying lunch or bringing lunch when you were in school? I always liked the school lunch. I used to get really excited for Fridays because that was steak sub day.