I've completed my first two days at work and so far we are doing OK. The actual job and envirnment is something extremely new to me and one I am not sure I'll enjoy. However, I'll do it, as it needs to be done.
The first morning M had a melt down of massive proportions over her kindy clothes. Nothing was pink enough, twirly enough or princess enough. It was huge, took up a great deal of time and left us all a little shattered, all before 7am. It also meant I left both kids in tears as I dropped them at kindy, which is never a very good feeling.
I learned my lesson and now she and I are planning her clothes the night before. It feels ridiculous but I guess we do what we have to do to get through the morning and out the door on time.