This is Big M's LAST semester of school. He graduates May 16. May 17, I will be going into hibernation to recover.
Since this is his last semester, he has to take the remaining classes whenever they're scheduled regardless of how inconvenient it is.
The semester started out with an online class on Monday nights at home from 7-10pm. Ugh.
Tuesday nights are worse: 7-10pm at school. That means bed time is totally up to me and my bad back.
And now he has added a class on Wednesdays. 5-7pm.
I seriously might lose my mind. Or poke my brain out with a q-tip. Or give myself a lobotomy with a knitting needle.
In my house, the witching hour begins at 5pm. The kids are suddenly cranky, unruly and extremely hyper. Feeding them and getting them down for the night lasts until 9pm sometimes and it's physically, emotionally and psychologically draining at times.
Or am I just a crappy mom who can't cope? I wonder.