Well, the moment has already come for my once upon a time precious baby girl to start school. Of course this was quite a big deal to her and of course Jeremy and myself so we both took the morning off of work and drove our now teenager...okay okay...it just feels that way...to her first day of school. She was definitely very excited and a bit anxious because she has stayed with my mother everyday during the week since she has been three months old. This was going to be quite an adjustment for her--actually all of us. What Madelyn didn't know was that after her fun filled structured morning with her preschool class, they were going to then tote her down the hall for lunch with the "dreaded daycare." Thus leading to nap time for about two hours and then a free for all in a large room with tots and toys running around until parents came to pick up their child. Apparently, Jeremy and I didn't think this completely through because we thought she would just love it! So needless to say, when Jeremy picked up our excited little tot at about 5 o'clock, 8 hours after we dropped her for school, she was pretty distraught. There she sat, sitting with the coordinator and playing with no one, eyes filled with big tears, just waiting. As soon as she saw him she had a complete meltdown-I think she just finally lost it after trying to hold it together for the last few hours. That night she just kept hugging and kissing us telling us how much she loved us. She actually thought "my mommy and daddy dropped me here with my blankets and pillow and they aren't coming back for me."
So, Thursday morning rolled around and it was time for school again. I talked it up as much as I could to get her excited again and it seemed like she was going to be fine. So we walked into the school, down the hall and her lips started to pucker. Big tears filled her eyes and she asked me why I was leaving her there because she loved me so much. Do you know what that does to a pregnant mommy? So after they peeled her off of me and I headed to the car, I felt that lump form in my throat as I walked away down that same hallway, but this time my eyes were filled with tears and my face was getting hot. As soon as I got into my car I just sobbed and sobbed thinking "she really thinks I'm not coming back for her" and sadly everyday of school since then, has not gotten any better for any of us.
p.s.-
we have now started bribing our child to go to school...last week it was trips to K-mart to ride the machine horse and duckies from Marshalls. Next week should be interesting...
