I often write about how our family doesn’t handle change well.
And now us.
The other night, it was me having a mommy-melt-down after we received an automated call from our school district that informed us of their late decision to change the last 3 days of school (next week) to early dismissal days. That means that my child goes to school two hours earlier and ends before the regular time she normally goes.
I can’t be the only one annoyed about this.
And don’t get me wrong—I’m not annoyed that they have half-days. It is expected at the end of the school year. In fact, I specifically asked about half-days back in April and was told there would be none. That they had just approved two additional school days to make up for unplanned closures.
But then out of nowhere, it came.
And I am annoyed that I have to plan for childcare so far in advance since we have to hire private babysitters for Ally. This was not in the plans. With just a week’s notice, this puts me in a childcare conundrum.
And whatever, it is what it is. I figured it out.
But I can’t help but think about the moms that didn’t figure it out.
That can’t take off. That don’t have anywhere for them to go. No one to help them dance to this routine of musical school schedules.
I’m glad that preschool is finally coming to an end. As much as I want my baby to stay small forever, I am happy that she will out of my house and part of society for a full-day program in the fall.
Being home for the past ten months has hindered her socially and set us back.
She is in for a whole lot of change soon and I have no idea how she is going to adjust. Between Extended School Year for 4 weeks, an entire month of no school or structure in August, and then Full-day Kindergarten in September. I guess we are going to see how it goes, one day at a time.
I’m sure many of my fellow moms are having anxiety about what summer will bring.
Let us hope it brings joy and summer fun. And trips to the playground and not Jurassic Park.