At it Again

Well... we did it again. Day 4 of preschool from hell. Drop-off was a scene out of a movie - you know the one where they pull the screaming child off the crying mother? It started at home, "Where we going Mommy?" I said, "We're going to school!" and she started in with, "I don't want to go to fool... Please Mommy no fool" etc. When we pulled in the parking lot she got very upset and didn't want to go in. I kept smiling and in we went. At the classroom she started chewing on her backpack strap and begging me to take her home. I kept my smile and my chipper attitude and told her it would be so much fun and that I loved her and would be back. Then they unclamped her from my big belly and took her in as I walked away... still smiling. She was screaming so loud as I left and crying frantically. Total panic... I ducked into a dark classroom that is not used and found a box of tissues and hid in there and cried until I heard her calm down. Then I got myself together and left the church. Here's how she looked this morning before she knew we were going to school!

I went grocery shopping and then home to put the groceries away and clean up. I spent the whole 3 hours worrying and sad. It's really horrible! I just wanted to know if she was ok. When I went to pick her up the director stopped me and said, "How was she at drop-off?" and I told her and then she said, "Well I checked on her and there were no tears and she had a great time!" This was encouraging but I wanted to see for myself. I went down to pick her up and she was sitting in a circle with a homemade crown on that said, "I am special" and looked just fine. They opened the door and she lept up to meet me telling me, "I played with toys! I played outside!" and she was happy! I felt so much better (but this emotional rollercoaster is killing me).

We headed home and ate lunch and made Halloween cookies. She was happy and in good spirits. So I guess this just bought her another day of school (I was pulling her after this morning's episode).

When I changed her diaper before her nap this is what I found on her leg...
I'm sure it's just bug bites but of course I started wondering if it was Chicken Pox or an allergic reaction. I had no clue what she ate for snack at school (they provide snack) and so psycho mom called the school to let them know and check on what they ate... I am that parent! The crazy ass parent... But I will say my very smart principal husband told me to call saying he would want to know if it happened in his building...

Tomorrow's another day. No plans other than spending time with Lilly and enjoying every single second of it.