2 (gone) + 1 (in bed) = 1 breathing mom

Ryann started school yesterday. She goes to preschool in the afternoon.

Everyday.

For Free.

Yes, for free - how awesome is that? Apparently the state believes she is "at risk" because we have 3 children under the age of 5 and has decided to pick up the tab for her preschool education - 2 full years of 5 day/week preschool. Um, hello? Thank you:)

And its not just exciting because its free, but because she is so ready for some preschool. She could be considered "at risk" because at the time that she would have soaked up all of the fun things like letters, colors, shapes, numbers, counting, etc. etc. I was dealing with a newborn, a preschooler and her - speech therapy included. I think she knows all of those things - I know she knows her colors and shapes, but knowledge of letters may be lacking... but then again it might not be, you just never know with her.

Mother-guilt really sucks. You know what it is: "I should have been able to nurse a new baby, take care of everyone, deal with my husband's new career and our financial situation AND give Ryann all of the undivided attention that her sister received at that age. I should have been able to sit down and teach her the letters and their sounds." Sigh.

But alas, Governor Blagojevich has bailed me out on this one.

So off she went yesterday to her first day of school. And she was as proud as she could possibly be to finally get to do something like a big girl - and all by herself. Mmmm. I just love her:)

And the other exciting piece of news: I drop Ryann off at noon, come home, put Georgia to bed and Nora gets on the bus at 12:30. I wake Georgia up at 2:45, pick Ryann up at 3 and Nora comes home at 3:40. Yes, that means that I get at least 2 full hours of Jana time. After feeling smothered for the last few weeks of summer, this is a really good thing.

Rod Blagojevich, you may just be my hero by the end of the year:)

P.S. You may just see me blogging a little more often now...