guess i've been hung up on this whole 'leaving' concern lately. maybe it's because mimi starting kindergarten this fall weighs heavily on me. it scares me to think of her riding that big school bus to school. what if kids are mean to her? she's really not someone who readily stands up for herself when someone pushes her around, and she's sort of different from the other kids, so i worry about her finding a kids that can relate to her.
i read somewhere that the craft of parenthood is to teach your child to leave you. everything you do is to teach them to be able to live successfully on their own one day. i remember the first day i took mimi to preschool. it was heart rending to leave her in the care of strangers for nearly 3 hours. it was one of the hardest moments i have ever had to endure. i sat upstairs in the school library trying to busy myself with reading and to resist the urge to crouch on the floor outside the classroom door and peer in. of course i was welcome in the classroom, but since parting was so difficult for both mimi and me, it was best that i was out of sight, at least for the first few days, until mimi learned to trust her new care givers. but i remember sitting there, fighting back tears, and when the teacher's aid came by to give me a report that mimi was doing great and that i could relax, go home or run errands, i walked slowly back to my car, crying the whole way. at home, i watched the clock until it was time for pick up and i hurried back to school to see my girl.
i wonder how it will be like when she starts kindergarten? will i be allowed to check in on her?
i read somewhere that the craft of parenthood is to teach your child to leave you. everything you do is to teach them to be able to live successfully on their own one day. i remember the first day i took mimi to preschool. it was heart rending to leave her in the care of strangers for nearly 3 hours. it was one of the hardest moments i have ever had to endure. i sat upstairs in the school library trying to busy myself with reading and to resist the urge to crouch on the floor outside the classroom door and peer in. of course i was welcome in the classroom, but since parting was so difficult for both mimi and me, it was best that i was out of sight, at least for the first few days, until mimi learned to trust her new care givers. but i remember sitting there, fighting back tears, and when the teacher's aid came by to give me a report that mimi was doing great and that i could relax, go home or run errands, i walked slowly back to my car, crying the whole way. at home, i watched the clock until it was time for pick up and i hurried back to school to see my girl.
i wonder how it will be like when she starts kindergarten? will i be allowed to check in on her?
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