Soccer Mom in Denial did a great post on her twin sons' first day of first grade. That reminded me of what life was like this time last year as my son approached his first year of preschool.
Three years previously Last July, I began counting down the days until school began last year. This year I am counting down with much more intensity, particularly after today when my four year-old son was dealing with boredom while I was dealing with horrible cramps and a headache. Last year, I was so excited for him to start school. In fact the night before his first day I did what I know all you parents of preschoolers are doing right now (if you haven't already done so) - vacuumed my car for the pick-up drop off-line.
Because I had been anticipating preschool and more importantly my few hours of freedom two days a week, I was really surprised by the tears that occurred after I dropped OS off on the first day of school. As soon as I pulled away I burst into tears. The hours completely dragged. I have an incredibly embarrassing recollection of myself parked myself at a table inside a nearby coffee place so that if they called me on my cell phone, I could dash over to get OS. The hours completely dragged. I never received a call, while at the table, but I somehow did receive a donut. I have no idea how it got there. The hours completely dragged. Finally I picked OS up and he was fine.
The next preschool day, I worried how I could make it through counting the minutes until pickup time yet again. I got on the phone with a friend after dropping him off and I almost forgot to pick him up. That was the last time I worried about OS's preschool time dragging for me.
So once time no longer dragged, did I enjoy those few hours of freedom? (Pause to laugh.) OS was in preschool for two hours and 30 minutes. That was basically enough time to go to the grocery store, put the groceries away, do a quick email check and then go back out the door to wait in the pick-up line. Not exactly a lot of time, and, more importantly, I had a newborn.
We'll see what happens this year on the first day of school this year. Did I mention that my kids are driving me crazy these days? Do you think that if I bribe the preschool, they'll alter my younger son's records so that he's "officially" 2.9 years instead of 14 months?Labels: Milestones, Preschool |
I feel you friend, really I do.
I cried as I dropped my daughter off the first time at preschool (2 years ago now) and I cried as I dropped her at Kindergarten a month ago.
I have a feeling that I won't be shedding many tears when I drop my son at preschool for a couple hours next week.
But I could be wrong.