I would put a Father's day picture of Jack and Kyle here but we don't have one. It's been too busy to get one. It was the opening day of our first camp and the word "crazy" cannot do the day justice. It was so nuts.
Kids who weren't registered showed up and demanded to be in certain rooms, parents were cranky, we have a lot of high-maintenance, special needs kids (one of whom alread punched his counselor in the face), Kyle and I had forgotten so much of what we had to have done, the computer for the power point wasn't working (I don't think it has ever worked on the first night of the first camp) and I called in Aunt Katie to come to the camp to watch Jack. People kept seeing me all evening and saying, "I can't believe you're working when you have a 2 week old." I don't think they could imagine how guilty I felt when they said that.
It just all kind of came crashing down tonight. I don't know what would have happened tonight if I were on strict maternity leave. Kyle would probably have had a nervous breakdown tonight because of how much stuff would have been piled on him alone.
So, I'm sitting here in my office nursing Jack, updating the camp website and crying . . . trying to figure out how I can do it all. Or how I can arrange things so that I don't have to do it all. I'm so hungry because I didn't get dinner. I did get plenty of sleep last night though . . . I don't know what I'd be doing now if I hadn't.
All I wanted out of today was a "First Father's Day" picture of Kyle & Jack. I guess there's still 3 1/2 hours left.
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