Melt Down.

At first glance you would think that this post is going to be about one of my kids. Oh no, I was the one with the uncontrollable emotions today.
Today, was parent teacher conference at Rachel & Jared's new school. I was looking forward to meeting with the teachers and seeing how they were adjusting. I met with Jared's teacher first. Jared is doing great. He is at or above all of the grade level expectations. She said she loves having Jared in her class, and can't imagine what it was like without him. Yes, he is very social and likes to be at the center of attention. They complimented on his smile and his eagerness, especially when it comes to singing. I walked out of there feeling pretty good.
I met with Rachel's teacher right after Jared's. Rachel is doing good. Her teacher said, "she is painfully shy" and "I would put her in the advanced reading class but she doesn't take initiative and would be eaten alive by the other students" and "I've tried helping her make friends by telling other kids to go out of their way to be nice to her". I know that there is always an adjustment period when you move. But it tore at my heart to hear that she was struggling to make new friends and to fit in her new class. I sat there listening...I could feel the tears start to emerge. I kept thinking...please keep it together. It just tipped the scale and the flood gates were opened...
Since we have moved I haven't really had the chance to let everything sink in. All of the changes, new home, new ward, new friends, new grocery store to get used to, new routines, being away from family and friends. It hit at the worst possible time. Rachel's teacher was super sympathetic but I didn't even know her. To make matters worse, there was a student teacher observing. Lets just hope that I have now purged every tear and I won't have a meltdown at the grocery store when the clerk asks" Did you find everything you needed?"
Mark this down for things Rachel can blame me for later in life.