
Maddie started attending a Mother's Morning Out program last week. It's hosted by a local church where they basically babysit your kid from 9am-12noon so you can do whatever you need to do that you don't ever get to do. We're homeschooling her for preschool, so this is a way for her to get out and play with other kids in a "school" type setting. She was so excited about her first day at "school".
She was so excited, in fact, that she entered the front doors and took off running, no looking back. She ran straight into the first room full of kids, said "Hi!" and went about joining them in whatever game they were playing. No fear. No apprehension. No idea where she was.
I was glad. No, really, I was. She is a fearless kid and I'm happy for it.
But...
Couldn't she have been a little more affected by leaving me? I mean, I lay awake the night before worrying about what I was doing and if it really was the best for her. I played scenarios in my mind where Maddie clung to my leg, crying that she didn't want me to leave her. Or where she was a little intimidated by the "teachers" and all the new kids.
Instead, I turned to give her a kiss as I left and was met with, "See ya, Mommy!"
We'll see how it all goes when Josie attends her first day next week. I had to practically pry her away the other day when we dropped Maddie off. She wanted so badly to go with her big sister and play with the kids. She's a pretty shy kid, though, so we'll see what really happens when Mommy's not there.
Maddie will be going Tuesday and Thursday mornings, while Josie goes only on Tuesdays. On Thursday mornings Josie and I will be taking a Mommy & Me tumbling class. As for Tuesdays when both girls are gone? I honestly have no idea what I'll do with myself but I'm sure I'll figure something out.