All That Stress For Nothing

I spent the weekend totally stressing out about wanting to switch my three-year-old daughter to another classroom. I stressed about whether the school would do it for me. I stressed about whether she would like the new class. I stressed about whether the old teachers would give me dirty looks. I stressed about, well, just about everything there was to stress about.

I played my approach over and over in my head. I imagined every conceivable response and my response to their response over and over and over again. I obsessed ridiculously over the entire situation. Get my point?

My husband kept telling me not to worry that the school knows me and that they would accommodate me. I knew deep down that he was right but I still obsessed. I even talked to my son's teacher from last year for three hours on Saturday night. My husband was not thrilled about that but he totally understood.

This is how it went this morning:

Me: Do you have a minute?

School: Just one. We have an inspection this morning.

Me: Can I move Love Girl (except I used her real name) to Room 3?

School: Go get her stuff, you can do it right now.

They then told me that they wanted to put her in that room anyway. The reason they didn't put her there was because I had requested the other room and there was a new teacher in Room 3. But now all will be right with the world. All that stress for nothing.

When I picked up the Love Girl today, she was very happy. Happier than I have ever seen her at school. Here's the lesson Moms (and Dads)....always always trust your instincts. Go with your gut!

Thank you Universe! I am very grateful for the day!