Maggie had her one year appointment today. She is 26 pounds, 30 inches. She's a big girl. As big as a Thanksgiving turkey that would feed a small town. But, she is healthy and that is really all that matters.
Today, I officially became that mom. That mom that sends her kid to school with pinkish eyes. The one that wants to infect the other 6 kids in her class. We've never dealt with pink eye. I have no idea what it looks like. She also complains of a sore throat and has a runny nose. Luke thinks maybe it is allergies. I don't have allergies, so I don't know what those look like either. Either way, I sent my daughter to school with possible pink eye. NICE ONE!
You know what else I did? I signed her up for an "end-of-the-year" field trip. Not so bad of an idea on the surface. I found the permission slip in her bag, it was due last week. I filled it out, got money for the fee and dropped it off at school. This trip is for the 4-5 year old class, but all kids are invited. So are their parents. I was already late to work last week to take Maggie to the doctor. I was late today, and now leaving early, for doctors appointments again. I can't possibly take Friday off to go on this field trip. I signed my 3 year old up to go on a field trip and I'm not going with her. Who does that? I wanted her to go and have fun. But I didn't think it all the way through. Now that I have had time to think about it, she is not going on the trip. There is no way. First, she is still so young. I know the teachers will take good care of her and watch out for her, but I fear that she will wonder why everyone else has a parent with them except her. Second, I don't know if any of the other kids in her class will be going. She would be with a totally new group of kids, with no parent.
So far today, I'm not winning mother of the year.
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