Why It's a Drag to Be the Little Sister

We heard before we left on vacation that La Nina was going to be an afternoon kindergartner. That means her school day will run from 11:30 to 2:50. Of course, for her this is a minor disaster. She needs her naps and I'm not sure how she going to stay awake until 3pm.

This had implications for me, as well. Our current preschool program runs from 9:00-11:30 or 12:30, depending on whether or not the Magster stays with them for lunch. So, basically, I'll be dropping one kid off just in time to rush across town and pick the other kid up if I don't do anything to change the configuration.

And this is where it's a drag to be the younger sibling: The Magster's life will be totally uprooted based on her sister's schedule. If I want to stay sane, I'll have to change the Magster's preschool to keep her schedule aligned with her sister's.

Of course, the timing for a change isn't bad. The Magster is envious that her sister is going to go to big kid school and she's being left behind. And of my two, the Magster tolerates change better than her sister. And yet, the Magster has a very tight group of friends in her existing school, and it'll be tough to break them up.

And that's the difference between a first and second child. The first child, you make the schedule work for the child. But with the second, the schedule has to work for me. Oh, the dilemma's of motherhood.