How will I cope with this little one (whom I've stayed-at-home with every day of her life) away at school all day, five days a week? What will happen when she breaks into tears, when she gets frustrated with something she's trying to do but can't? Will she say something that could, in the short term, embarrass me? Like, will she tell her teacher "my mommy sits in front of the computer all day," in that exaggerated way, but mention nothing of the fact that I'm a writer? Will an older kid pick on her? Will a girl in her class decide she doesn't want to be friends? Will something she says or does reflect on me as a mother, in a negative way? Will I stop worrying?
This is the picture I took last year, on the first day of preschool. *sniffle*
On Wednesday I'll post a new one. *sniffle*
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Awww, she's so adorable. She'll be fine. The other kids will be just as nervous. I bet she'll have two new best friends by the end of the week. :)
You on the other hand... shall we send you some tissues?
Tissues would be great. And, as always, brownies. ;)
She's a cutie. My youngest started K last year (which is when I started writing again) and I was so sad. I thought about having another baby just so that I could savor those years a while longer. Instead I gave birth to a novel.
My daughter had a great year, and is more independent by the day.
That's the goal, right? I have to remind myself of that.
*passes a new box of tissues with brownies on top*
Indeed, Wendy. I know this is going to be great for her. She was a completely different girl (in only good ways) after just preschool; I know this will be an even better thing for her.
Thanks, Melanie. :)
I was the same way, Janna, but it hit me more with nursery school than kindergarten. That bond is so amazing, isn't it? The worrying and love go hand in hand. And then you'll love watching the new ways she grows!
Thanks, Joanne. :)
they grow up so fast. Its seem like yesterday we were at your wedding, and then you were pregnant.....and then again later. And now shes in school.
wow, time needs to take a chill :)
Haaa, my Emily told her kindergarten teacher that I made her drugs for breakfast. HUH? Well, she was a little confused. I had made her an egg and she was referring to that commercial, this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs. Her teacher said she had to leave the room for a moment when she realized what Em was talking about.
Oh, Jes... ROFL. That busts me up. *snicker*
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