My ‘baby’ is starting school on Tuesday and I’m a little freaked but a little pumped.
She is 100 per cent pumped and not even a fraction bit freaked – and that makes me so happy.
This week I devoted two full days to spend just with her (no little ‘bothers’ around to cramp her style) and she wanted to do the theme parks.
So we did – THEM ALL!!!!!!!
I gotta tell you I’m a tad over them now, the queues, the sun, the noise, the expensive ice creams ($4) – give me the beach any day.
But she had a ball and was finally allowed to get her hair braided, she has been asking me about this for months and I’ve always said no.
Well today she got her wish and she was so happy.
I wonder if she’ll be allowed to have it at school – public? (anyone know?)
I don’t think the reality of school has fully dawned upon me yet.
I won’t have my big girl around to help me, or spontaneously ask for ‘a lift up cuddle’ and I won’t get to hear her cute voice during the day!
As for my fears about school, like most, they are that she won’t make friends, she’ll feel scared, lonely and overwhelmed.
But I just hope I’ve done enough to help her navigate her way through it all confidently.
You know what though I don’t think I have too much too worry about, she is pretty confident, clever and gutsy.
There’s an awesome adventure playground quite high up at Sea World and she had no fear going up and running across high rope bridges.
I know many of my friends wouldn’t dare do what she did – she must get her love of adrenalin and non-fear of heights from me!
And I know I’ll cry on the day, but there is no way I will cry in front of her – I will be cheery, excited and supportive.
I will also have the Husband there for moral support and he’s not a crier which is helpful, but also bloody annoying.
But that’s not to say I won’t bawl my eyes out in the car and then wonder all day how she is, if she could open her lunch, find the toilets, or had to sit by herself at lunch time 😦
I get a lump in my throat thinking about it.
Learning to let go is something I’m not great at anyway, but to have to let go of a part of me, well it’s gonna be tough!
Wish me luck peeps and to all those in similar situations I do the same for you.
For those old hags (hands) out there what is the one thing I should NOT forget to tell my daughter about school.
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