change

i hate change have a problem with change.  today was one of those days that was supposed to be perfect.  where everyone gets out of bed without a fight (that does happen, right?) and gets dressed and ready for the day by 7:45 (someone PLEASE tell me this will happen someday in my house).  yep - today was sam's first day of school at a new school, and it was a total cluster.  i'm yelling at caroline to get the lead out - we are seriously going to have a problem when her school starts back in 2 weeks.  sam ate 2 waffles - and then wanted more.  and in the process, got syrup all over himself.  and if sam's hands are sticky or dirty in ANY way - it s meltdown.  then it was outfit #2 for him and realized i needed to get an official first day of school photo.  so out comes the fancy camera, had to change lenses, get the lighting right...ugh.  so it's 7:50 and i'm still running around like a lunatic (shocking to most of you, i'm sure).  oh, and his new school, it starts at 8.  sharp.  they made it perfectly clear when we registered that this was NOT mother's day out.  this was school.  real school.  must not be late.  ever.

i promise this post is about change - i'll find it somewhere.   ahh - yes.  so rolling into school at 8:07, running through the parking lot and i'm half yelling, half telling sam how great i hope his first day is.  and to be a good boy.  and to listen, etc... i feel like i robbed him of a great start on his first day at a new school.  i then get the kind, yet slightly irritated "class starts at 8" look from his teacher.  i throw him into class, head to the gym and that's where it hit me: he's not with his friends.  he's not with the teachers that have been with him since he was 18 months old.  i felt really sad for him.  and for me.  i met some really great people at his old school and i really missed them today.  i don't know these people - they don't know sam yet.  they don't know he's allergic to milk yet.  they don't know what sets him off into a fit suitable for a new jersey housewife (i actually had a lot more irrational thoughts about how it would have just been easier to keep him at his old school - but i won't bore you with those!) yes, it was time for a change for sam and it was a difficult one to make.  nick and i feel this place will get sam caught up so he can start (gulp) kindergarten next fall.  not that his old school wasn't doing that for him - he loved it there.  we loved it there, but a fresh start is going to be what's best for sam. so while i'm not 100% settled with the change and the way this morning went, i'm happy that sam is in good hands.  that he'll eventually make new friends and that the staff of this new school will get to know him and love him like his old one did.  

this is literally 1 of 2 pictures i took this morning.

this is the other one.  not sure if he was caught in the act of picking his nose or just finished...i didn't even bother editing this one.

hopefully wednesday will be better.  i'll get some better pictures and we'll have a do-over from this chaotic morning.