I've been telling Quincey for over a month that we are going to register her for preschool. She in turn has been very excited and asking about it quite often.
Finally, yesterday we got to the "school" and filled out the paperwork to register her for class. It was a bit hectic, as we had come right when the current morning session was ending and there were children going to various cars, etc. I finished filling out the paperwork and said, "okay, let's go" to Emma and Quincey. Emma started to follow me, but Quincey hung back. When I hear this little voice, "Bye Mommy! I wub you!" I turned around and she looked so little standing there - not sure where to go, chin down, unsure blue eyes looking at me with eyebrows raised, thinking I was leaving her there, right then. Augh! It just about broke my heart! She wanted to stay, but her mother was just abandoning her without hugging her or giving her a kiss or ANYTHING!! I rushed back and gave her a big hug and when I told her I wasn't leaving her today and we would come back another day. She held my hand and skipped back to the car.
I don't want her to ever let go! My eyes are welled up with tears again as I write about this, because I felt so badly that she thought I was just leaving without hugs or kisses or anything! I need therapy, now. That was traumatic for me!!!
Many of you think I am just an unorganized person! But oohhh there is so much more to it than that. It takes a lot of time and effort to be so proficient at procrastination. For instance, do you think I could get the timing of my child running out late to the bus every morning if I gave just a small effort at it? No! Everyone else's kids are waiting at the bus stop up to 10 minutes before the bus is scheduled to be there. That doesn't take any effort! And it uses up valuable time. HA! It takes a great deal of timing to get my child out the door at precisely the moment the rest of the kids have finished boarding. The bus is not here at exactly the same time everyday! Duh!
I have friends who make me look bad. They are crafty, motivated, energetic and full of good ideas. They constantly have FINISHED projects-something I don't even know the definition of. I think it was a great day if I got the kids dressed! So, this blog is my attempt at reverse psychology to motivate myself - or in case that fails it is a good way to gripe at them for making me look bad!