Kicking Off

Well I've been really stressed lately. My son is entering kindergarten in the fall and I blew it on his application. I missed the deadline for San Francisco Unified School District. I think this may go down as the biggest mistake of my life, well at least of Elvis' life so far! I'm hoping if I put it down in one place, maybe I'll be able to sleep and not keep running all the possibilities over in my head. Paul, the father in this equation, keeps saying there is nothing to be done until May so we must just wait. Wait? He doesn't realize the rest of Elvis' life will be affected by this.

How did I let this happen? (ha, I've asked that question about 6,000 times so far this year.) Well I was nine months pregnant when the whole process began back in October. I went to the school fair and looked for possibilities besides Miraloma (our neighborhood school which had become very popular) which has been my favorite for the past few years. Found a few. Toured six schools in the beginning of November, thank goodness for maternity leave otherwise I'd have never been able to do it. My day was: take Elvis to preschool, tour school, go home and nap, pick Elvis up from preschool. Looking back, I guess I should have just napped.

I had my seven choices picked out: Miraloma, Lakeshore, Rooftop, Commadore Sloat, Clarendon, West Portal & Sunnyside. Yeah it was going to be a long shot, but I should get Sunnyside, right? I was prepared to love sunnyside but Lakeshore seemed to have more parental involvement, Rooftop had so much going on + no repeat of this process at 6th grade, Sloat had a great campus with lots of playground space for my rambunctious son, Clarendon -again so much going on, West Portal is where Elvis' grandmother works and Sunnyside was our backup. I was still debating, I could leave Clarendon out but which school would I replace it with?

Anyway, I got very pregnant, very tired, and forgot all about kindergarten. All of a sudden I was consumed with making it through this pregnancy without getting high blood pressure as I did with Elvis. I had boxes of clothes to sort and wash, good thing we'd saved all those clothes. It took us six hours to put the crib together, three hours searching for the very small pieces we'd placed in a zip lock and placed in a 'safe' place (in the garage, above where the crib was stored when we first put it down there). I was so busy at work I hadn't done anything to prepare for the baby figuring I'd have three or four weeks before the birth to prepare... but those weeks happened to be exactly when I could tour all the kindergarten classes.

ekk its time to get Elvis to bed, I'll have to finish this later.