I can't believe the day is finally here. A day that to some degree.....I have been looking forward to for a long time. Today- Sienna is in kindergarten. And instead of feeling elated, I feel sad, conflicted, and depressed. I'm questioning everything.
Did I do enough? Did I spend enough time with her in the years leading up to this point? Should I have already taught her about dollar bills, and coins? Is she going to have a good experience? Does she have a good teacher? Will the kids in class be nice to her? Or tease her? And what am I going to do with Wesley?? I can't believe I'm back to one...........
August 20th, 2:30 p.m.
I am fidgeting and nervous waiting for Sienna to get out of school. I spent my "free time'' : worrying about Sienna, crying off and on since dropping her off, questioning my capabilities as a mother, hoping that her teacher will truly care about Sienna and see her potential, praying that the kids will be nice to her, and realizing how much I truly love my daughter.
Mom: "Hi Pooh-Bear!! How was your first day at school? I missed you so much!"
It was great Mom!!
"Do you like your teacher???"
Oh yes Mommy, she is wonderful.
She's better than you.
"What!??!?"
Oh yes Mommy, she's better than you.......and Dad too.
How do you like them apples?
P.S. I did some immature"digging around" to find out what she really meant about her teaching being "better than Mom and Dad..." and asked her if I should move elsewhere so Mrs. Hargrove could move in and be her new mother.
Boy did that little girl start to back-pedal.
"Mommm, I just meant that Mrs.Hargrove is a better...t e a c h e r.
that's all.
darn right.
P.S. I did some immature"digging around" to find out what she really meant about her teaching being "better than Mom and Dad..." and asked her if I should move elsewhere so Mrs. Hargrove could move in and be her new mother.
Boy did that little girl start to back-pedal.
"Mommm, I just meant that Mrs.Hargrove is a better...t e a c h e r.
that's all.
darn right.
