School Days

So, last week, Micah and I both started "school" again...he in daycare and I working in the school system. Let's start with Micah...

On the first day of daycare, Micah cried when I dropped him off. I was expecting this but it didn't make it any easier. He also cried when I picked him up but apparently he was happy most of the day. I bring him back the second day, and he leisurely strolls into the building and helps me hang up his coat. As soon as I open the door to his classroom, he starts to cry. I'm holding his hand, trying to coax him into the room. No luck. He then grabs the door post as I'm trying to pull him into the room. I literally have to drag him into the room. Then I have to leave for work. Once again, apparently he's fine all day. He just saves all this drama for me because he apprently thinks I'm so special. He has also cried both days this week when I leave him, which makes me feel less than great. But he does seem to like his teachers, and they have nothing but good things to say every day.

Now on to me...

Work is starting slowly...too slow for my taste. I'm still trying to figure everything out. I worked 3 years in NC and was finally figuring out all the nuances of the process there. Now I have to figure out all the differences in TN. And I don't really have any one to help me because I'm basically self-employed and don't have a desk or anything at the central office like all the other psychologists. I'm getting there, but things keep getting in the way. I had to meet with the director of special ed before starting my job...a meeting that kept getting pushed back for various reasons and finally occured last Wed. afternoon. Then Thurs. was spent figuring out where my schools were, who I needed to know at those schools, and reviewing my cases. Fri. and Mon. are my days off. Yesterday, I went to test kids, only to realize that the test kit I had been given that was "full" of protocols was not so full so I couldn't test as many kids as I wanted. I replenished that yesterday afternoon and went back today to finish testing a 5 year old who screamed at me for 30 minutes yesterday and threw herself in the floor multiple times. Needless to say, I wasn't looking foward to it. But, with the promise of stickers for good behavior, she was an angel. Then the power went out at the school and stayed out, and I couldn't do much else. Now, I'm sitting here blogging, while I really need to be doing some paperwork. So I guess I'll get to it and hopefully be busier tomorrow!!