|"GET THIS DAMN THING OFF OF ME!"|
Today Child 1.0 had his first "alone" day of preschool. Earlier in the week they had an open-house style day where the parents accompany the children and filled out paperwork while the children
This is not to say that I never experienced the "child-screaming-while-you-abandon-them-at-school thing" though. I started A at classes through the village when he turned two. His first experience was an eight week, forty-five minute class that was once per week. Adam cried and screamed the whole forty-five minutes for the first three weeks. The fourth week, he cried for thirty minutes. The fifth, twenty minutes. The sixth, ten minutes. By the last two weeks, he was FINALLY not crying anymore. It's awful to experience your child crying for you, especially when they are two. By the next session of classes, he didn't cry at all. He liked "school" and even talked about his teacher. Ditto on the sessions after that. I truly believe the best thing I could have done for him was start him on the school structure/setting early, like I did. So fast forward to today. He didn't even look up because he'd been through this whole scheme many times before. Other kids, this was their first day of being without ma or pa. I pulled my shit together and ran my errands, which surprisingly, get done in a quarter of the time than when you have a kid with you. With an hour and a half left to spare, I had nothing to do. I went home and watched the clock
So there it is. I survived my kid's first day of school. And I didn't even cry. And I have a new appreciation for the days I get to cuddle him all day and read Interrupting Chicken. And Tuesday better take it's sweet ass time to get here because I need time to recover.