So much.

It's been almost 2 months since I've updated this blog, and so many times where I've wanted to but just can't sit still long enough to do it.  I'm busy, but not busy.  There are a million things flying through my head at all times, and I can't quiet the cacophony.  Is it depression?  Maybe.  OCD?  Possibly.  Too much caffeine?  Likely.

What's in there?  Thoughts of being room mother and classroom paparazzi.  LOVED IT.  Thanksgiving day stress.  Birthday party stress.  Christmas stress.  Winter blues. 

Winter blues is the worst.  I didn't really have my normal September depression this year, where the entire month makes me so sad that I want to bite the face off of anyone who crosses my path.  No, this year it's been a slow, bubbling, underlying beast that surfaces on occasion, taking out everyone in its path, then retreats.  I've been so consumed with other things that come January, I'm going to want to crawl into a pit and hibernate there until April.

Being room mother in Jackson's class has been incredible!  I cherish those precious 2.5 hours on Tues and Thurs morning to have to myself, but taking that time to spend with a group of 3 and 4 year olds has been more fun than I ever imagined.  It's nice to do once a month, and that's what I'm signed up for until May.  I feel lucky that I have the time to do that because I know that not every parent does.  I love the teachers in his classroom.  And those kids?  WOW.  They amaze me and make me smile every time I'm there.

And my own kid...most days, he drives  me to the brink of insanity (as Paul says, it's a short drive), but at school, he's a different kid.  He thrives on routine, which he has there in spades.  He's GOOD.  He listens and does what he's asked to do, and then some.  Having me in there doesn't really affect him in anyway.  He still does what's asked of him, and goes above and beyond that.  I have no regrets putting him in preschool at age 3 (some people wait until age 4).  Being an only child, he needs this sooner rather than later.

So that's it.  I hear my sweet boy in the next room, and he's about to make his way into my office to curl up on my lap.  He'll ask me what the weather's going to be today, and knows which button to click to look at whether there's a sun or rain clouds in the 7 day forecast.  He'll snuggle into me with his dragon wrapped around both of us, and I'll smell his hair, and get a whiff of his morning breath when he speaks.  The best part of my day, without a doubt.