Okay, so days with kindergarten AND preschool? Might kill me.
8:40-8:45: take Jack to school, hang out on the playground until the bell rings, he goes inside for school
8:45 - 9:25: drive to preschool neighborhood, find a coffee shop, drink decaf drip while Molly devours a chocolate croissant, keep Emma from dumping my purse on the floor
9:30: drop Molly at preschool
9:45 - 11:25: Emma naps (maybe I shouldn't let her nap THAT long, gah)
11:30 - 12:15: retail therapy at the mall
12:30: pick up Molly, throw her a snack because she's starving
12:45 - 2:45: feed girls, entertain girls, keep girls awake because at
3:00: we pick up Jack
3:15 - 3:45: try to get Emma to nap
3:45 - 5: Emma naps, Jack and Molly play the computer and do homework and draw pictures and miraculously do not fight
5 - 6: make dinner
6: Phillip comes home, dinner, I say, "DUDE, TODAY WAS ROUGH."
The answer, clearly, is Make A Carpool Friend. But I just don't know. I connected with a kindergarten mom and she was super nice and friendly and Jack talked about her daughter more than any other kid in his class, but she left! Gone! Poof! The oldest child was attending a different school and the mom finally managed to get the daughter into that school. Which: yes. That would be crazy. I am doing two different schools! I GET IT. But I am still sad. I haven't pinpointed another Kindergarten Parent Friend yet.
And the preschool moms are actually super nice and everyone introduced themselves on the first day, but I'm pretty sure none of them live anywhere near me. And I don't have any friends nearby who I can talk into sending their kid to that preschool (for the explicit purpose of carpooling. I AM SUCH A GOOD FRIEND.)
Soooo. I mean, I think it will be just Be. You know? It is what it is and all that. Yes, it's definitely hard for me to feel like the routine is all messed up, or that the routine is THIS routine, and I feel like I'm shortchanging Emma all over the place. But! She was fine. She did get a little cranky towards bedtime, but she MADE it to bedtime, which was great. And keeping the girls up instead of having a quiet time in the afternoon was lame, but it wasn't ANYWHERE near as lame as skipping quiet time with JACK around.
Maybe if I only let Emma nap a short time in the morning she's likely to fall asleep right when we get home from picking up Molly? Maybe that's how I will handle this?
It will be okay. Eventually. Or even right now. It will be fine.