I thought Monday was going to be the hardest day of preschool (for me) since it was the first day. But on Monday I got to live in a little fairy tale for a moment. Since Lee was at the hospital with Granny, I got to play at-home-mom for the day. And it was so awesome. I wish I could do that every day.

But today I had to take the kids to preschool and then go to work. That really stunk. Especially since I got to see all of the SAHMs wearing their designer clothes and hip sandals with their hair and makeup all done up in perfect style, getting out of their brand new SUVs to walk their kids to the preschool classroom. I was so jealous of them. Not because of their expensive things (although I wouldn’t mind a nice SUV), but because they got to go home with their babies and then come back at 11:30 to find out how preschool went. They get to hear all about it while it’s still fresh in their preschoolers mind. Then they get to go home and make lunch and play games with the kids and nap with the kids. And I’m jealous. I want to do that too. I don’t want to come to work every day and get bored to tears looking at telephone contracts all day long giving customers special rates that I could care less about. I want to stay home and play with my kids.

Ok, I’m done with my little pity party now. Deep breath in. And slowly blow it out.