I’m proud to say I am surviving Kindergarten!
I will be the first to admit, I did a lot of worrying over
the summer about Emma’s transition to Kindergarten. She had been going to
Bright Horizons, located on our work campus, with only work people’s kids since
she was 16 months old. I had formed relationships with teachers, staff and parents
and felt fully comfortable and content with the way things were. Kindergarten and Elementary School seemed
like a whole new foreign world to me and I harbored a lot of anxiety in the
weeks and days leading up to the first day of school. Part of it was also due
to Emma’s own reluctance. She was not looking forward to the change and that
multiplied my own anxiety. I tried to keep it positive for Emma, though. In preparation, we talked a lot about all the
friends she would make, and things she would be doing and learning in
Kindergarten. We shopped for clothes, supplies and lunch box staples. We
visited her classroom and met her teachers. When the first day of school came
around, Emma was terrified. She clung to us as we walked her in and the tears
started as soon as we got to her classroom. After getting her somewhat settled,
assuring her it was going to be ok and a final hug, kiss and I love you, I
walked out the door and my own tears started flowing. I had been nervous about
this whole thing, but I hadn’t expected to be that emotional. I was somewhat
embarrassed, so I kept my head down and made a bee line for the car with poor
Todd walking behind. He assured me she was going to be ok, but I was so sad to leave
her crying and scared. I rode to work with such a heavy heart. Then…I missed a
call from the school and panicked because they didn’t leave a message. I did
end up getting in touch with her teacher and she said she called me to reassure
me that Emma was doing great and stopped crying shortly after I left. She said
she doesn’t usually do that, but she could see it in my eyes that I needed some
reassurance. I am so grateful for that because I was able to get on with me day
feeling a lot better. Todd was home sick, so he went to pick her up instead of
having her go to the After School Program. They called me when they got home
and Emma chattered on happily about the things she did and the new friends she
made. WHEW! That made my day. On the way home I stopped and got her flowers, balloons
and an ice cream cake to celebrate a successful first day!
Since then, things have been running very smooth and we have
fallen into a good routine. She is more tired at night due to getting up
earlier, no nap and increased activity. Last night she was sleeping by 8:30,
and although we were not quite sure what to do with ourselves at first, Todd
and I enjoyed a little peace and quiet to unwind and relax. Something we definitely
were not used to since she has always been a NIGHTHAWK!!! She loves to help me
pack her lunch and pick out her clothes the night before and genuinely seems to
be enjoying the Kindergarten experience. This morning, we got out of the house
on time and in peace since we were all rested and relaxed. Todd asked us if he
came home with the wrong family last night!!!! We do have some work to do on
drop off. I am still walking her in. She is clearly not ready to hop out of the
car in the drop off lane (although I KNOW she could do it). We are trying to
take it a step at a time. She still cries a little when I drop her, but I have
toughened up and don’t feel the need to stay until she calms down (b/c I know
that will only prolong it). I am getting over my desire to stay and make it
better because I know she is capable of pulling herself together on her own and
this is building up confidence in her that she can do it.
Kindergarten isn’t so
bad after all!
I just found your blog today and felt a relief that someone else is in the same boat as me. We actually have a lot in common: still birth, five year olds, kindergarten, hopes for another baby. Hoping I can read more of your story . . . My blog is www.agirlandaboyblog.blogspot.com. Wishing you a peaceful day.
ReplyDeleteLaura
p.s. my daughter Sofie and I always say to each other "I love you infinity". It has a whole new meaning to both of us now. :)
DeleteThanks for your comment, Laura. I am definitely interested in reading your story - I will check out your bog!
ReplyDeleteHi Katy,
ReplyDeleteI remember this oh so well. My daughter did the same thing minus the tears. (although I had enough for the two of us!). It was a long road and she starts first grade tomorrow. So glad that she is doing well. It's such a stressful thing for us mamas!!!