Mommy-pation

What words does one use to describe the feeling of getting home at six-thirty deciding to take a nap for a few hours and not waking up till two in the morning...AWESOME! The only thing unfortunate is that I was not able to complete my blog entry. However it turns out that isn't quite a tragedy either because I got more material today. One of my students has been having a very serious problem...Mommy-pation! Don't know what that is? Let me enlighten you. It begins on a Monday, August 22nd to be exact, with very strong feelings of constipation. You feel embarrassed and don't want to tell anyone. Eventually you must confess to your teacher the reason you are crying and since your mom works in the school and your only request is to go see her, your request is granted. You do the same thing Tuesday and Wednesday as well until you finally have a "break through" Wednesday night. For some reason your mind still seems to be troubled and even though your mom has a talk with you about needing to stay in class and no more during the school day visits Thursday challenges you. Initially you think you will be okay, but then have a break down and once again go to your teacher, "I am having really bad thoughts and I cannot say them but I don't want them in my head." Naturally since your teacher is wonder (and doesn't really know what to do with comments like that.) you're able to go to the counselor. She gives you a stress ball equating to a balloon filled with flour. This gets you through most of your day until you pop it in the lunch room floor. With all the sadness beginning to well in your eyes you look up to me and pitifully say, "Ms. Sadler, my ball popped." I will then guide you to the trash can, tell the maintenance lady, and have to pull you aside to say no one is mad and there is no need to cry. This will help you for a little while, but eventually the tears will start again and you will cry longer than anyone knew was humanly possible without a death being involved, perhaps the death of your balloon was significant enough though. You will again approach your teachers, because let's face it, it's what you do to gain additional reassurance that things will be okay. You also request that your mom is emailed to keep the record at four for four emails for the week. Fear not though your Mommy-pation will eventually stop for the day, but don't get too comfortable because there is a very strong chance that it will come back at least once on let's say Friday 8/26/2011!