stressful week

A lot of stress this week. Which is not to imply that it has been a bad week, just a week of change. The role change was almost tangible on Monday night. As I was getting ready for work the next day, Rob started doing some household tasks, and it felt like within a minute we had changed places.
I always find it hard to start a new job. No solid relationships and so much information that everyone else knows that I don't. I keep telling myself I am just as intelligent and skilled as everyone around me, I just need to learn what they've already been able to. Being able to delve into research has been interesting. I even found a math error which confirmed that, yes, I am smart. I will be attending some kind of fancy shmancy gov't announcement this Thursday.
Conor would not take a bottle for much of the first day. When I got home he didn't look like the same baby. He was emotionally drained. I took him with me to my class today. We've been apart enough.
We had the orientation meeting with Taryn's K teacher. We left feeling extremely uncomfortable to the point that I spent the morning trying to find another school for her to attend with no luck. What disturbed us? The classroom was small, messy and chaotic. The bathrooms are away from the class where it would be quite easy for another kid to hurt her without an adult being aware. The place for coats and shoes is on the other side of the school. But what mostly disturbed me was the teacher. She looked haggard, like she was totally stressed out. She made almost no attempt to engage Taryn or welcome her. She did not ask any questions about Taryn. She seemed laisse fare (sp?) about our safety questions, implying that it would be so much trouble if she ever had to check on a kid that seemed to be taking too long in the washroom.
On the up side, I love my new clothes.