The BIG Secret

So, for the most part, I pretty much write about all of the goings on in the Erim household because frankly not a lot goes on around here. But for the last 4 months we have had a BIG secret around here (and before anyone starts No I am not pregnant). Since September we have been looking into private schools for Greyson who starts Kindergarten next year.

For a variety of reasons, I chose not to discuss this whole thing while we were in the midst of it. For one, I was a bit paranoid that the schools might actually find the blog and figure out who we liked and who we didn't. Secondly, and probably the biggest, I was scared we wouldn't get in. Then what would I do? Having announced to the world when Raif and I decided to start trying to have a baby way back in the day I learned the hard way that some things aren't meant to be shared beforehand. I didn't want to have to answer the question "So where did he get in?" with a "Uhhh, nowhere."

But yesterday, in a very sorority rush move, all of the major private schools in Nashville mailed out their acceptance/rejection letters so that everyone would get them today (just an amusing side note they mail them on a Friday specifically so you get them on Saturday so you have two days to cool off before you go ballistic on the Director of Admissions) and so we are proud to announce that Greyson will be a BattleGround Academy Wildcat for the next 13 years. BGA is a great school and we are thrilled that he got in. Honestly, though I am just thrilled that this whole ordeal is over. For the past 4 months we have spent weeks pouring over brochures, taking tours of countless schools, narrowing our selection to the top ones, taking Greyson to various tests, being interviewed ourselves. Listening with happy faces as every single school would tell us "We usually have 150-200 applicants." Sweet and how many spots. "We have 64 spots." Fuck. "And usually half of those go to siblings." Double fuck. "And this year we have a tremendously high number of sibling applicants." Triple fuck. Then we waited and waited and waited. I can't tell you how many nights we sat up talking about where we wanted him to go and where we thought we would fit in best and what we would do if he didn't get in. Needless to say that I have been a tad stressed.

But now it is all over and we are proud to be part of the BGA family!

On a side note - I have to give a special thank you to one Susanna Roberts. My dear friend Sus, is a former teacher and she helped us sort through the schools to find which ones were the best. She prepped me on the right questions to ask to a) find out all the pertinent info on the schools and b) look thoughtful and intelligent when we talked to them. But more importantly she listened patiently to me on the phone as I hysterically lamented on how we weren't going to get into any schools in one breath and then in the next breath rambled on about how I had no idea how we were going to pick a school. If it weren't for her shoulder to cry on I don't think I would have made it through because if Raif had had to listen to me he would have thrown me over a cliff! SO THANK YOU SUSANNA!!

Now the next step is to figure out how to pay for it.....