Let me start by saying- I think I could count on one hand the amount of times I have been away from Madeleine for more than a few hours. ONE HAND. TWO YEARS. I guess it’s sort of crazy when you think about it. I mean, yeah.. it IS crazy. I only work on the weekends to avoid paying or childcare and we’ve never found a sitter she likes (okay, I barely looked) so we always depend on family to come when we need them to. I guess I could also count on one hand the amount of date nights we’ve had in that time. Now add Eloise to the mix and we have a mommy who desperately needed a break. Ha!
We started discussing the idea of putting her into pre-school after we moved to the suburbs and realized that there were (good) places that were actually affordable! I discussed with a few moms on our local Facebook group and we decided on a simple “Mothers Morning Out” program two days a week. We made the decision to start her after the new year because I was worried she would think we were sending her because of Eloise being here. I really just didn’t want to drastically change anything for awhile after she was born. We toured the school last week and decided we were good to go!
To my surprise the first day went SO WELL! Jeremy and I both took her to her classroom, helped her put her things away and told her we would see her later. She went right to her teacher and gave her a hug and that was that. They told me they would call by 10am if there were any issues. When we left she wasn’t crying and neither was I. I swore to myself I would cry like a little baby and part of me wanted to.. but the other part of me wanted to run with my arms in the air, screaming “I’M FREE!”. Eloise and I went to Starbucks and all of my favorite baristas were asking where Madeleine was and I felt bad. I almost cried looking at the cake pops because she wasn’t next to me demanding one. My emotions were everywhere. We came home and waited for the call but the phone never rang!
When we picked her up they said she did great. Quiet and shy but no tears. She came home and starting singing her ABC’s and told me all about circle time songs and how she spilled her water (they use regular cups- no lids or straws!). It was then I realized my baby isn’t really a baby anymore. She is so smart and wise beyond her years. Part of me wonders if she came out that way or if her role as a big sister as played a part in it.. I like to think it’s a little bit of both.
Today her teachers let me know she was the life of the party. The tears finally came.
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