First of all, she’s 4 1/2 …. when did that happen? I feel like I blinked and my baby is almost 5 years old.
Second, she’s going to be doing this alone. I’m tearing up as I write now because I’m scared for her, worried about her, excited and hopeful for what this means for her. Did I make the right choice? Is this school the right place for her? Will she be encouraged to sour and create and become herself? Will she make friends? Will she like her teacher? Will her teacher like her? Will she be comfortable and feel safe? There are just so many questions going through my head right now. I may be more worried/sacred/nervous about this than she. Actually, I know I am because she barely realizes what this means. In fact while buying her uniforms over the weekend, I had a mini-meltdown (in the store) because the thoughts, fears, anxieties all came rushing at once. How is she going to handle this? How am I?
Third, I received a letter from her school tonight informing me that she will be starting school on Monday, 23rd – what???? I thought I had one more week, how, oh how did this creep up on me too? Then, for some reason I only realized today that there will not be after school activities for the first week. What does that mean – I have to pick her up at 3:15!!!! OMG, 3:15, how in the world are working parents supposed to do this?
So much going on and only a few days for mommy to get it together and get a grip. I’m wiping tears now and getting it together.