Saturday, June 14, 2014

The halcyon days of the last summer before...

Kindergarten.

I think I'm more worried about it than my child is. He's excited about going to a new school... with STAIRS! and BIG KIDS! at it.

We toured the school he'll be going to and met the three kindergarten teachers, one of whom will be ours. They all had fish and frogs, and baby ducks and all kinds of things going on and the kids all seemed to be happy and bright and engaged. I know that my kiddo is socially adept and will be fine after whatever adjustment period he needs. Once he makes a new friend, and it'll only take one, he'll be happy. It's me I'm worried about.

New schedule: he'll have to be at school every morning at 730a, which means, we'll have to leave the house by 7a. Ugh. We normally roll in between 9-10a these days. That'll be... hard. BUT, on the plus side, we'll both get out of work/ school earlier too, so the timing will work out and maybe we'll get more quality time. We'll see.

No flexible attendance: if I want to take him out to watch a movie or do something fun on a school day (e.g. for his birthday or something), we'll need an excuse and/or we'll get in trouble and that's no good.

New teachers and school structure to learn: we're finally mostly used to our current school and how they don't communicate well, (once you understand the fail points, it's easier to bypass them and get what you need). This will be all new, hopefully better, but I guess we'll know when we get there.

PTA / Other parents: At the daycare, it's kind of easy to avoid the other parents if you want to. (Not that I want to, I'm just an awkward sort of person.) There's not been competition or anything weird like that so far, but now we're entering a different arena where stay at home mommies come into play with us working mommies so I'm bizarrely anxious about running into helicopter or tiger moms, because I'm not one of those.

I just want to spend as much time as possible with my little guy before everything changes. In my head I know that having a child is a never ending experience of teaching and learning and letting go, and accepting the whole way through. It's just that my heart always wants to hold on to the best parts of each stage in our lives together and sometimes, it's harder to let go than I think it'll be and I'm a little less graceful about it than I wish I were. I guess we'll see how it goes. :)