Hi Peeps!I want to let you know that my 3-week crying jag has ended and I'm feeling much better now. As for Molly's school situation, she is rocking the new school and has not even balked about the uniform. Adorable plaid skort? Check. Khaki shorts she would not have deigned to wear previously? Check.
She even sported a plain navy polo tucked into (!) khaki shorts today and panda bear earrings. Rather than writhe on the floor complaining about this drab outfit as any self-respecting 4th grade fashionista would do, she walked downstairs and said pleasantly, "Mom, do you think I look a little bit like a zookeeper today?"
I want to thank you for your prayers and your encouragement. I felt supported by you and still do. My husband and I are still having reservations about whether we made the right choice for her, so a flip-flop might be in order. Really. We're that psycho. But you know what? I'm pretty confident none of this will kill her. That is a vast improvement from the way I felt a week ago.
And a word of advice for those unable to sleep because you are worrying about your children:
Please do not try to solve your insomnia by watching the following on TV:
Dateline's hidden camera special about teens getting in cars with drunk friends.
World's Youngest Schizophrenic
The Kids with Incurable Diseases Special
Hoaders
Too Fat and 15
Trust me on this. Try a glass of wine instead.
