First Day of School

::SOB::  I have a preschooler!  Although Jack went to school last year, it was not as structured or as "official" as this year.

I have a preschooler.  He is so big!

Jack was lucky enough to get the same teacher and TA this year (I applied for that specific class) and he is thrilled!  He adores Miss Vanessa and Mr. Jacob.  He will attend twice a week for two hours at a time.  I am so glad the school is less than a mile from our house.  Drop off and pick up is so easy.

I took the pictures below and Jack had no problem getting settled in for his first day.  He walked right in and sat down at a learning table.  He was also really glad to see some of his friends from last year.  There are three other returning students in his class.  Again, the boy to girl ratio is way off!  Last year, out of 10 students, 2 were girls.  This year, out of 12 students, 3 are girls!

Here's to an awesome year at preschool!

My big boy.  My goodness!

Something's Gotta Give

Something's Gotta Give.  Wasn't that a movie?  A pretty good one if I remember.  Those words are exactly how I am feeling lately.  I am mentally, emotionally and physically exhausted.  I need a break.  A break from the world.

This probably sounds so selfish considering there are people out there that work harder, do more, have more kids, etc.  But I am tired.

I have been toying with the idea of getting away for a weekend with just ME but that probably won't be happening.  With the holidays coming up and budget, the most I can probably swing is a sleepover at Nana's for the boys.

As you probably know, I work from home.  This is an ideal situation for me and I chose it by taking this job, however, I am literally with my children and husband 24 hours a day.  I work in an office, yes, but it's a small house we live in. I can hear what is going on.  I hear the crying, the playing and occasionally, a kid will make their way into our office (bedroom) and ask me for something.

After I log off from work after a 9 or 10 hour day, I cook dinner.  Then I do dishes, get the kids ready for bed and tidy up the house.

Jason is a stay-at-home dad but he doesn't do any housework.  That is the main reason we hired a house cleaner once a month.  Our house cleaner does the deep clean that I just don't have time to do.  I pick up the slack and do all the laundry, dishes, wiping down of countertops, vaccuuming, etc. etc. etc.  I do all the grocery shopping, bill paying, errand running, school drop offs, pick ups, etc.

There is a solution to the paragraph above.  Ask Jason to do more.  This is a conversation that we have had.  He offers to do more.  I need to take him up on it.  I just need to ask but I am a martyr.

Besides housework, we have free-time issues.  I rarely go out with friends.  RARELY.  I do run errands and get out of the house and have some "me" time on occasion, but it's almost always when the kids are napping.  And it's only on the weekends.  I need to make more of an effort to get out for me and with friends.  I have been doing this recently.  On Monday, I went out with my sister for a girl's day.  I went walking with my friend last night after the boys went to bed.  I am considering taking a knitting class.  My cousin and I are planning on signing up for an exercise class of some sort.

I need a break.  I want one day to sleep in, wake up on my own timeframe and drink my coffee and watch Food Network for a little while.  I need a break from 6:30am wakeups, Disney Jr. and making a million meals.

Sorry that this post is so whiny.  But it's how I have been feeling lately.  Again, I know some people never get a break from their kids or get to sleep in, but I am stretched too thin for my own sanity.