Yesterday we went for Bethany’s preschool open house/orientation. She was thrilled! She went to this preschool last year and was itching to see her favourite teachers again. I had mentioned earlier in the week that it was going to happen, because I haven’t learned not to tell the girls anything exciting until 24 hours before it happens (otherwise they ask me every 23 seconds or so, “When are we….” driving this momma crazy), and she’d been counting down the hours.
Preschool is one of her favourite places in the world, and I’m glad. It thrills me to no end that she has such a special relationship with one of her teachers (when we arrived yesterday the teacher asked Bethy for a hug and told her how much she’d missed her), that she makes new friends so easily and that learning floats her boat. I was a scholastic type kid, heck I’m a scholastic type adult and school was always one of my favourite things. (Especially back to school shopping! I love the smell of new school supplies) (Yes I’m a dork like that. And No, I did NOT wear a pocket protector)
But that’s about where my happy ends.
I mean, I’m happy she loves school. I’m happy she’s starting her education and learning new things. I’m happy that instead of wailing at the door for me, she goes charging in to see what’s new and who’s there. I am, really.
It’s just that I don’t like being away from our kids. Sure I need a break every now and then – both because adult conversation is neat and because sometimes it’s really nice to only have to wipe my own rear end, but in general I had these little people to have them around and so when they aren’t around it makes me miss them.
I’m not the mom who dreads the end of school and counts down the minutes until it starts up again (which isn’t a bad thing if you do, it’s just not me). I’m more the mom who waits anxiously for the last day of school to finally arrive and then tries hard not to think about how quickly September is creeping up on us. Those days seem to vanish all too quickly in a flurry of water toys and sunscreen.
We have one more year of preschool (thank you very much January birthday) which means I only have to give her over two days a week for 2.5 hours each day and that’s a very good thing. The id
For now I’ll just enjoy what’s left of the summer, I’ll spend a little more time snuggling on the couch, hanging out in the backyard and doing everything in my power not to think about the fact that next year means full day Kindergarten.
How about you? Do you look forward to or dread the beginning of the school year?