Tomorrow is the big day. My little guy starts his very first day of any organized activity away from home with strangers! Gah, how did he even get to be two in the first place, and now school?
I caught myself feeling all anxious about tomorrow and realized I pretty much feel like I'm the one starting school for the first time. The irony is that since it's his first time he isn't a bit nervous. Because let's face it, does he even get what's going to happen? And if he does there is not a thing to fear. He gets to go have fun for two and half hours with kids his own age, dancing and singing, having a snack, playing with cool new toys, and making all sorts of messy crafts. Sound good to me. I know he will love school and with his outgoing and happy-go-lucky personality he'll be fine. Better than fine. Heck, even I would love to do that and I'm thirty.
Here's a little idea of what's going on in my head.
Will he cry when I leave? Will he make friends? Will he share? Will he get picked on? Will he be scared? Will the teachers think he's a good kid? Did I teach him his manners well enough? What if he picks his nose and wipes it on the table?
Even if the answer to all of these questions is the opposite of what I hope for, who cares. Most kids do cry and forget to say thank you most of the time. I am by no means an over protective parent yet I'm still super anxious on this whole leaving him with strangers thing. So I keep reminding myself how great this will be for him, for both of us actually. The benefits are obvious for him, the social interaction with kids his own age and adults outside of the family, learning, independence, the list goes on and on.
But even Mommy gains a lot out of this one. For the first time in two years I will have guaranteed free time during the day. By the time I drop him off and head back that leaves me with two full hours. It's not a lot, but it's heaven for me. That's four hours of writing time I didn't have before. I'm so psyched about it that I'm not even going home, I'm heading right to the library to work in a space free of reminders of stuff I should be doing, like cleaning, and better yet, there's no wifi!
I'd ask for your well wishes and positive thoughts and prayers for my son on his first day of school, but he's cool as a cucumber about it all and will be fine. Guess it's me that needs the positive vibes this time. Then again this is the ideal distraction from waiting to hear back on my first round of queries. Always a bright side.