Anya started first grade today. I dropped her to school, took a picture of her at her table, and then left, holding back tears. Not for what you think though. I am sure the other parents thought I was just a new mom crying because her baby was going to school. But the reality is that I was upset about my baby NOT going to school. Not starting high school this morning. Not getting into fights with me...
My dead kid... the ultimate rip off for her and me.
What can one do though? Sigh. Next week when Pie and Janai start head start, should be easier. Today, while I put on my brave face, I will be licking my wounds. That is what it feels like. I need some one to help take care of me for few hours.
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I'm sorry. it just isn't fair.
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