Smushy started “school” today. Not really school, more like daycare, but it’s close enough. I know she is going to love it. She already talks about friends and gets excited about playing with toys. I don’t really care about the educational aspect of it to be honest. She knows her letters, can count to 20, knows her colors and shapes and is just a smart kid in general. I’m not worried about that part. What she needs is friends. Kids her age to play and interact with. She needs adults to be authority figures in her life that aren’t mommy and daddy. She needs structure and routine and new experiences. And she’s going to get it at this school. It’s a place I feel very comfortable with. I’m surprised at how good I feel about this place. Her teachers seem lovely, the director is wonderful and Smushy is going to be a better person for being exposed to this setting.
It’s not all for her, of course. Or, at least I get something out of it too. Today I can clean without a toddler tornado behind me. I can sit in the quiet and read a book (not that I have time for that today, but maybe once I get caught up on everything else). I can make my doctor appointments for school days so I don’t have to worry about her touching things and fussing and being bored. That is the biggest one for me since she FUH-REAKS out when the doc makes me lay on the table.
But I miss her. I didn’t even make it out of the room before the tears started. The director hugged me before I walked out the door. I cried in the car and all the way home. I cried for a good 30 minutes after getting home. And I’ll probably cry a few more times today. I’m sure some of it is hormones. I cry more over everything these days-things that I wouldn’t have pre-pregnancy. But mostly I just miss her. There are very few times in her life that she has been away from me. I can count them on my fingers. It’s nice to have time to do stuff, but the house seems so quiet. It just feels empty when she’s gone. I just really miss her.
Taken with my phone and could not get her to stop moving. Eh. What can ya do?
Yay on Smushy starting school! She is going to love it. I am jealous of the quiet time too!
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