THE STRESS!!!!!!!!!!

So, I have this teenager...

 

 

First day of high school today, and she is STRESSED to the max.  Therefore, we must ALL be stressed to the max.

 

 

 

The bus was late (to be expected...everybody is learning the new routes, including the driver, right?) and the teenager FREAKS. 

 

 

And I spend 20 minutes fielding FREAKED OUT texts from the child, and of course, internalizing all of her stress, wondering if a "good" mother would have stayed on the scene rather than attempting to go to work and relying on the transportation department, blissfully forgetting that the transportation department moves THOUSANDS of children, without incident, every day.

 

 

See what one stressed out person does to me?  I completely forgot that everything's gonna be fine.

 

 

Finally, the bus showed up, and still the teenager FREAKS, because now she's going be late.  Being the problem solver that I am, I make a phone call to the school, verify that Day One is not going to be that big of a deal, that it'll all be fairly self-explanatory when she gets there, that there are others in her same situation, blah, blah, blah...and I relay this info to the teenager.

 

 

At which point she tells me to stop talking to her, and that she's not going to relax no matter what I say, anyway.

 

 

*sigh*

 

 

You know...perhaps sometime in 5 years, I may wake up thinking about how I miss having kids in the house.  Today, I can't picture that happening.  Maybe next week, I'll be able to envision missing them again.  Just like, giving birth totally sucks, but after the pain subsides and they put the baby in your arms, you forget about it, completely.  Come on, selective memory!