My friends Mrs. Incredible and Jen over at Following the Road recently wrote about their kids starting kindergarten. I promised to join their support group but am only just now getting around to writing about it. Sorry ladies!
As I wrote a few days ago, Book Girl is starting kindergarten in a few days. School supplies have been purchased, backpacks and lunch boxes are ready to be filled, uniforms have been tried on for size, and new shoes sit waiting for little feet to slip into them. BG and I have enjoyed the school-related shopping and trying-on.
She seems ready. We went to “meet the teacher” night earlier this week, and BG stayed with her teacher and classmates while the parents listened to a talk from the principal in the gym. She had no problem whatsoever with that, even though we didn’t realize we were to be separated until teacher said “Parents in the gym at 6:15” and it was already 6:15. I told her we had to go to the gym, and she said goodbye. That’s it. I think she’ll be just fine.
Me, on the other hand? I’m not sure how I’ll do. Oh, I don’t think I’ll be a crying basket case (hello, Btwinny! lol) or anything like that. I was fine when Book Boy went to kindergarten four years ago. It was just happy day for all of us – he was excited about going to big kid school, we were excited for him, and we were all looking forward to the experience of school. I think a big part of my OK-ness was also the fact that BB had been in full-time day-care/pre-school for years. It wasn’t as though much was changing for me personally. BG, on the other hand, did go to day-care/pre-school full-time for a couple of years, BUT – she hasn’t been since I lost my job. That was more than a year and a half ago.
Since then, BG and I have been home together every single day, except for when I was in the hospital after giving birth to Book Baby, and a couple of Mimi and Grandpa visits each summer. Other than that, she’s been home with me. And I’m going to miss her! I’m not concerned about how she’ll do in school (she’ll thrive!), or whether she’ll be OK separated from Mom all day (she won’t even notice), or anything like that. I’m just going to miss her. Yes, I’ll still have Book Baby home with me, but she’s not nearly as interesting yet, and I can’t have a conversation with her (at least, not if I want it to be a two-sided conversation).
I’m not so sure I’m ready for this yet.
Luckily, she IS!