Okay, so I keep telling people that "I'm SO excited for big sister to start school this fall". "She's ready for school and I just know she'll love it!". Then, when someone asks me how I will do when she starts school, I always just said, "Oh, I'm SO ready for her to start school too -- she demands such mental attention, that it will be wonderful for her and I already send her to daycare 3 days a week, so it really won't be that different for me.".
Then, I called her new school today......that's when my emotions changed.
See, I needed to find out the first day of school so that I could request that day off of work. I thought, oh it's like 4 months from now, right? But, I need to start putting requests in for work.....long story, I'll spare all the details.
I picked up the phone and dialed the number and asked my questions and got my answers. Then, I hung up the phone and it hit me, "my baby girl is going to school next year". She's going to a BIG brick school with lots of other children and a teacher and a principal and a lunchroom and music and art class. My baby girl.......
What if she is too shy to make friends, what if she can't button her pants after using the bathroom, what if she gets sent to the principal's office, what if she doesn't like her lunch, what if she tries to boss around the other children, what if, what if, what if?
Oh my gosh, maybe I'm not alright about this whole new season of her life -- starting in the fall she will no longer be my preschooler --- she'll be "school-aged".....ugh, I don't like the sound of that!
I think I'll need a little help with this transition....
3 comments:
Oh Lordy, call me and I will make all of your fears look like a walk in the park. I have been SPAZZING since Tanner started pre-school about Kindergarten next year. He will be going to the local public school (after we have been spoiled at Lutheran pre-school but alas one of the reasons we moved to Minooka was the school system.) and although Kindergarten here is only a half of a day, I want to throw up! :o)
Deep breaths, hon. And allow yourself to cry, just not in front of her!
Let me just say that you will get through this...and so will your darling daughter. It's a very emotional time for you and she will be hesitant too. Just do your best and she will do hers...
At least it worked with you! And you turned out great...I survived too!
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