Today saw you take a little step into the world of independence – your first day at preschool. A new adventure, new opportunities to learn and to make friends. A few hours of your life each week that I will no longer have a share in. A time that I will only get to find out about from the little snippets of information that you or the preschool staff will share with me. Your time – your time to grow, and to learn, and to have fun.
This is a first for you, but not for me. I’ve been here before. It feels different this time. I’m more confident second time around. Preschool is a familiar place. I know the staff here and so do you. I am not worried about whether you will be well cared for – I know you will be. I know how much you enjoyed playing here when we went to stay and play sessions with Jessica. I know you will settle in, and you will enjoy it. There are no additional medical needs to make sure the staff are aware of, no extra concerns. Just a little girl heading off for a new adventure.
I am not sure who was more excited about you starting preschool this morning – you or Jessica. For the first time, I had two little girls to drop off on the school run. You went in quite happily – a quick kiss goodbye for Mummy and Daddy and barely a backward glance as you headed inside. It felt strange for me to be back at preschool – in some ways Jessica’s preschool days felt like a long time ago but at the same time, it felt like hardly any time had passed since I’d done this for the first time with her.
It did feel strangely quiet back at home. As lovely as having a little time to myself was, I did miss my little shadow until it was time to pick you up again. You came out proudly clutching the picture you’d drawn for me, a big happy smile on your face. The preschool staff said you’d had a good morning.
I asked you what you’d done on your first day and you gave me a big smile and said “ummm… nothing!” Other than telling me you’d had some orange, apple and milk at snack time, I’ve not managed to get much information about your first morning. Thankfully I’ve learned from Jessica’s preschool days not to expect to be told too much. Little things will come out in chatter over the coming days, but I’ve learned that much of what happens at preschool, stays at preschool!
I’m just happy that you seemed to have enjoyed yourself. I still can’t quite believe that you’re big enough to be going to preschool. My baby has become a confident little girl; a little girl with a whole new world to discover. I’m looking forward to seeing how you will grow and thrive over your time at preschool. Just don’t grow too quickly – okay?
Love you millions and billions