it’ll end in tears
today has been a test of patience. the buns was up on and off from 3-6 AM. then boo got up and we geared up for her first day of school. a shortened day, but first day nonetheless. shorter still since their playground time was cut short due to rain. i’m tired and have that shaky feeling you get when you’re running on empty.
boo had an absolute fit when we tried to get her ready for school this morning. she was so excited all weekend, and we had a practice run putting her uniform on and everything. then this morning, she completely fell apart. i tried to take pictures, but a lot of them have tear streaked cheeks and pouty looks.
school went really well. her teacher is very nice and there were other parents there. as usual, on the first day of school, i didn’t talk to anyone. boo met some of the girls. and i got the feeling that some of the parents were there for a photo opp. i’ve never been one for skin tight designer jeans with high heel black strappy sandals, but apparently it’s a look i can hope to pull off well past forty.
we sang songs and did an art project, then snack and play time. boo didn’t want to leave. there was tolerable whining when we left. she woke up from her nap and cried for 45 minutes straight and for the life of me i can’t tell you why. it’s so easy, when one is so tired, to just give in and give her what she wants. to keep the peace. but fuck that. part of being a good parent is not taking the easy road. it’s doing what you know needs to be done even though it’ll end in tears. for both of you.