Glimpse

I was at work from 7:30am to 5:30pm yesterday without A SINGLE BREAK except the three I gave myself for pumping. With the kids in the program (who are lovely) from 9-5pm. Pumping in a bathroom. STARVING because all I ate was an arepa at 12pm in that time span. Those were the lows. The highs were getting into the groove of teaching, an age I have not done in a long time. The highs included a little girl saying "already?" when I told her we were wrapping up (meanwhile I felt like a mac truck had hit me and that we had been there for 2 days straight) and a boy saying "todo el día" when I asked them their favorite parts of the day. I took a cab home that got stuck and had to keep going further East (away from my home) to get uptown. I came home and the babies were restless. MoJo came home celebrating that they had gotten gum. The saga continues. Apparently J found coins on the street, went to a machine in a deli (they were with an after school teacher who picked them up) and got gum for both of them. Lots of lying ensued and I wonder what part of "you cannot eat gum" is confusing. J did not wipe his butt and left a turd (no joke) in the tub as I was finishing filling it.. V and A were crying like they were being killed...and then F came home. I was wiped, hence the blog lapse. I could tell you more, but you get the idea. There were some great moments, floating, lonely, in the ocean of mishaps, madness, and the wild children (my own) I was surrounded by. Today will be better. Or, I may pass out.