i survived my first day at school with only 90 minutes of crying. mama’s crying, that is. i don’t know if she actually cried, but she felt guilty and sad and anxious for the entire 90 minutes that i was there. you’re probably wondering why i only went to school for 90 minutes. well, lemme tell you the whole story.
miss denise still comes to take care of me and sienna every day. and between gym class, swimming, soccer, and my very busy social calendar, i get plenty of socialization with other kids. and i’m only 2! so why would i need to go to school? well, dada said something about having money in a childcare spending account that he needs to use before the end of the year. ahem… if dada needs to spend money on his children, i can think of a whole lot of other things to spend it on — like sharks games!
anyway, the plan was for me to go to school 2 days a week, 3 hours a day. we did lots of things to prepare. mama went with me to visit the school 4 times. we wrote on our calendar so i could see when my first day of school was coming up. we talked a lot about how mama was going to bring me to school, leave to go to work, let me play with my friends, then come back and pick me up later. mama taught me how to firmly say “NO!” and “STOP!” if someone does something that is not nice. i’m even shifting my nap time to match the school schedule.
even with my early nap time, i was still asleep at 3:45pm this afternoon. mama woke me up and asked me if i wanted to stay home or go to school. “new school!” so i packed my backpack with some of my favorite snacks and a toy from home, and off we went.
mama went inside the school with me, just like before. but when we started getting ready for our sports activity (hitting whiffle balls with foam bats), mama told me that she was going to leave. it was 4:30pm.
after mama left, i cried. a lot. i calmed down after 15 minutes, but i still didn’t want to participate in the group activity. i was hungry! but after i finished eating my snack, i got busy playing with my new friends. we cooked pizza and oatmeal for breakfast in the play kitchen, and i made a puzzle. when mama came to pick me up, i was busy talking on the phone, so i didn’t want to leave.
mama came to pick me up at 5:45pm. i was so happy to see her that i started tearing up. mama saw my tears and was worried that i had been crying the whole time, but miss shawna (my teacher) assured her that i was doing fine. i gave mama a hug and said “i miss mama!” and i told her that i had fun at my new school. mama was so relieved. if this works out, i might extend my 3 hours to full days. we’ll see!