Starting preschool

lilsOne small step for her.. one large step for mummy,s everywhere

I look at her in disbelief, how can she be starting preschool… seriously it’s like I brought her home from the hospital yesterday. She has an overgrown school uniform of red and navy on and this morning is standing taller than ever, almost beating her chest like a gorilla. She is well chuffed with herself, walking around the house like the queen of her castle.

We had a few practice runs to make everything run smoothly, opening her lunch bag herself and getting dressed. She wants to get dressed by herself, she wants to do everything herself… I sit back at a loose end and watch her. There will be soon, no purpose for me at all… That makes my heart hurt… (happy thoughts… happy thoughts)
When we arrive at preschool, she says “mammy you go now and pick me up later” just like I explained to her over and over again, the past few weeks. I give her a kiss and a hug . She smiles and waves while I walk out the door.. my heart sinks, while I smile looking back…

It was only for two hours, I have a coffee and flick through the channels of morning tv… until it was time  yum school… I arrived exactly on the dot and she flew out the door into my arms like a dramatic airport scene in a soppy movie… She had a ball

On the second day, the script kinda changed… Time to get ready for school I chirp… she replies ” I went to school one day mummy, I’m going to stay with you today.. (under my breath… it doesn’t exactly work like that) … Come on hun … do you want to dress yourself? No Mam… I want to stay and snuggle you, in your bed… thinking fast, on my feet I remember the glittery stickers I picked up in Lidl and say.. when you get dressed you get a sticker……

Phew…. she bought it…

She comes to me, Dressed but not standing so tall, looking more like my little girl today. I give her a sticker and she hugs me extra hard, and as we walk to preschool she holds my hand a little tighter…

walking in the door without any fuss she is delighted to be reacquainted with her classroom toys, she spots her new friends… We say goodbye….  she heads off to play, looking back at me

We are going, to need each other for many many years to come…

My heart is restored


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13 thoughts on “Starting preschool

  1. My little girl just started kindergarden preschool too. You could say I’m a veteran at this because she’s the youngest of three kids, but I’m always moved at this milestone. Children are still so tiny when they go off to preschool, almost babies, but they’re already so much more smarter and stronger than we would like to admit. But in a way, they never stop needing Mommy.

    • ah thanks for your lovely comment.. i will look up your blog and have a read x and your so right… they will always need us x

  2. I am so dreading my little one starting preschool because then I’ll know he’s becoming a big boy. He’s just started nursery and it’s hard enough, he was excited as well at first but now it’s a different story. I can just imagine the dramatic movie scene.

    Jordanne ||

  3. Its so tough isn’t it? My eldest daughter starts school next week and I am just not ready for her not to be with me every day. She is so excited and I don’t think I will have any tears from her, it will just be me x

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