The Queen's Rambles

Thanks, everyone, for trying to talk me down. I really need to keep in mind that a new teacher will make all the difference. Erik had a completely awful year with his regular teacher, but the second his long term sub showed up life was ok. She had his number in about 5 seconds and he completely loved her. Our home life was much better for those nine weeks.

I need to chill out.

But then I worry that I under react and don’t fight when I need to fight. Sure, I might talk smack here, but I am much to compliant when I come face to face with The Teacher.

I’m really hoping he gets the male teacher. Maybe that would be an awful choice for him, since I don’t actually know the guy, but my gut is telling me that having a male authority figure would be beneficial. Of course, this guy might be a total jackass and I would hate him. But do total jackasses usually want to teach first grade? Don’t they usually go for middle school PE? Sorry, total stereotype. I don’t really mean it. I watched the first episode of Wonder Years yesterday for funsies.

We were invited to fill out a form to help the principal match child and teacher, and we were also invited to e-mail our private concerns. You can bet your sweet bippy I made use of both. I hope the principal took me seriously.

I went to a PTA planning meeting on Tuesday night and the principal was there. He is very much in summer mode and from what I picked up from him I don’t think it would be helpful to meet with him just yet. He would say whatever I wanted to hear and completely brush me off unless I could come in with an actual concrete problem.

Thank you all so much for listening to me and helping me work out what I need to do. I thought I was over this and ready to move forward, so it was a big shock to my system when I started crying. And once the tears started, they don’t seem to be able to stop. Erik thinks I have an eye infection and is ready to administer eye drops.

Anyway, guess I better get started on my day. Elsa has her class, Erik has a camp directly after, I have to create registration forms for the preschool fair that we are hosting. I swear I am a work-a-holic without a job. I need to give myself a break from all my volunteer work.