progress?

i joined the rec center on monday.  i went yesterday to walk the indoor track with megan and after 20 minutes, she was done.  since rick goes when he gets off work at 5am, i figured i could go when he gets home about 630am and still be home in time to take jeffrey to school at 8.  the only problem was when rick got home this morning, i growled at him and stayed in bed.  megan is over a year and a half. you would think she would be sleeping through the night.  you would be wrong.  and i am exhasted.  i have been kicking myself all day long for not going.  tomorrow, i'm going.  sleep or no sleep i have to get in better shape. 

so there is my physical progress (and i think once i get in the groove, working out solo will help my mental state too).  and now to the finacial progress - the apartments i live in are looking for a new office manager so i have a resume all ready to drop off this afternoon.  the extra income would be such a blessing for us so i am praying it works out. 

oh and on a home front - i have had the house clean and homework done every night before bed for 2 nights in a row.  THAT is a huge accomplishment for me. 

so alot on the progress front.  not alot has been accomplished just yet BUT just taking the steps to put things in motion is progress.

my bug

tonight i want to talk my son.  Jeffrey Bug is the sweetest 7 year old boy you could ever meet.  Of course he isn't perfect and he does have his moments but over all, i could not ask for a better son.  now since school started this year, he has been getting picked on while at recess.  There were two separate days where he was punched in the stomach so hard it knocked the wind from him and at least 4 other occations where he was otherwise hurt by other students.  i emailed his teacher to make him aware of the situation since J couldn't tell me who did it.  He told me if he told on them they wouldn't be his friend.  He is so sweet he sees good in everyone - even kids who are beating on him.

so today after running errands, i decide to drive by his school since it was lunch time.  i just thought i would drive by and see him playing happily and head for home.  instead i pulled up to watch him for a little bit because he was getting up off the ground when i saw him.  then i saw a girl shove him in the middle of the back and push him to the gravel face first.  then 2 girls and one very much bigger boy decide to drop their knees and elbows into J's back.  the worst part?  a playground teacher was standing not 3 feet away from all of this and she looked down at it happening 3 times in the time it took me to drive up as far as i could and run to J.  when i pulled him up he was crying.  when he looked up and saw it was me he really started to cry.  i asked the teacher if she was just going to stand there and not do anything while they jumped all over him? and she asked me what happened.  she played dumb.  i told her i had watched her watch it happen.  i pointed out he was crying and she was so snotty asking well do you need to go to the office?  F that lady.  i told her i'm his mom - i've got this. 

so i get M out of the car and we went to talk to the principal.  she was gone so i spent about 40 minutes with the asst. principal.  they seemed concerned that J is alright but they want to punish the kids and i am more pissed off about the teacher.  had she been doing her job, it wouldn't have happened.

we are going to chat with the principal and the superintendant monday.  this is not acceptable. 

what kills me is J still thinks they are his friends.  he doesn't get that people like that are not people to hang around with.  i watch him every morning after get gets out of the car at school.  he is so happy and be bops around the play ground just looking for the first person to give him the time of day.  i worry about him so much.  now even more so...