From a mother to her daughter.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Well, my darling little baby had her very first day of JK yesterday. Not so much a baby anymore. I haven't blogged in a while about her and her goings on and I'm feeling bad. But, I couldn't miss talking about the big day! Meg has been saying for quite a while now that she doesn't want to be a big girl and doesn't want to be 4. She has, instead, asked to be 2 again. I could almost handle that given that I don't want my baby to grow up, but I'm loving that she can do many things for herself now.

The night before the big day and as usual, I am not ready. I have got most things on her list from her teacher and I've got her a Barbie backpack and a Disney Princess lunchbox. But I haven't got her outfit picked out or her shoes or anything labelled with her name. It all seems too Supermomish for me to handle. So that morning we get up and start the first school morning routine. Chris makes her some breakfast and I get her clothes and other things together. Meg was happy when she woke up, but I think she was a bit nervouse as she definately showed signs of unhappiness. She wears the clothes I pick out for her willingly (which is not always the case) and poses nicely for some pictures. Now I'm thinking to myself....will she manage not to have a meltdown at the kindergarden doors??? We arrive in lots of time at Gatestone School and get to meet some other little girls. One little girl had glasses just like Meg.
The bell goes and my stomach turns...but not because I'm sad my baby is going but because I realize how scary this is for her. We have her line up against the wall with her new little friends (and who know's one of them may be her best friend for life). She comes back over to me and cuddles in and says...Mommy I don't want to go to school. I tell her she will love it and make sure not to cry incase she doesn't get back into line. She joined the line again and waved goodbye and was quickly lead into the classroom by Mrs. Dodgeson.
She's off to her first day of great things...and after it's all done...she tells me she loves being 4!
School wasn't so bad after all. Now, let's hope she goes back again next week :)

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