Mid-Week School Blues

It was hard to get out of the house this morning. My son wants to go back to daycare (serious case of melancholy for his friends, teachers, and the institution) and my daughter is getting in trouble in school and hence not that excited about it. Sad to see any jaded attitude about school in kindergarten. There is no doubt that this is all heightened by the annoying trip to school (M4 sucks ass, miss it and you may as well crawl and you will arrive to your destination sooner than if you wait for the next one), their father's absence (back from China tonight thank goodness!), and the burgeoning belly, which so far they seem excited about but must also present some sort of subconscious threat. I am grateful to be back-pain free, pregnancy problems free (fun fun diabetes test yesterday) and full swing into the New York Film Festival (so fun to meet C or T and now F! every night). If I could only fit the gym in (those power sessions with G are great for the body and soul) and not have a faculty meeting tomorrow (this is the third Thurs that I will be held prisoner here at school), life would be grand.