There's something special about waking up on a wednesday ... it's midweek and the anticipation of only 2 more days until the weekend builds. mmm lovely. Well I had the mmmmm lovely feeling till I realised this particular wednesday I have my work cut out for me in my craft room aka the I'm not sure where to put this box or stuff so lets dump it in here till we find a place/space room. My mum comes home tomorrow for a visit and gets to sleep on the camp bed in my craft room hence the urgency of me having to tidy and sort it out, in typical Debbie style at the twelveth hour! So that's my plan for today sorted, I will report back if I manage to find my way outta this jungle!
Had a lovely morning yesterday, once I'd gotten over the trauma of leaving my screaming child at pre-school, having coffee with friends to celebrate Justines birthday. Lucky girl is now the proud owner of a Troll bead bracelet and I'm thinking perhaps Dave needs to spend some time with Chris (Justine's DH) this weekend ... just to gather a few tips on suitable birthday presents for wives!
Getting back to the preschool dramas ... every morning while all the crying and shouting for mummy is going on I wonder to myself if it is worth it. I mean, should I just not keep her at home with me till she starts school in September? The problem is ... Sarah needs the stimulation and learning experiences she gets at school and the interaction with other children her age, and once she settles down she has, or so I am told, a really good time. It's just me who feels miserable and wants to go rushing back to rescue my baby! One last question ... how long does one perservere with making them go despite them being so upset, at some point can we not draw the conclusion that maybe. one particualr school is not suited to the child whereas another might be?
Right .. I must away to haul this body into some clothes, feed the girlies and prepare myself for the school drop-off battle.
Till tomorrow dahlinks....
MWAH
3 comments:
awww hugs debs. My eldest cried and begged every day for over a year until he then started big school. on his first day he walked in without any problems, i was amazed. stick with it hun, i know george was always fine at pre-school after a few mins because i used to sneek back and watch him through the window.
xxx
Debs, feel for you with the nursery business....My first dd used to howl and I felt awful leaving her. The principle told me to sneak round the side and peep in the window... once I'd gone, and she knew I'd gone, she was fine. She played nicely in the water or sand - didn't interact with other kids but certainly didn't cry. And I was ok with that.
Middle dd actually used to hurl herself to the floor and wrap herself round our legs and scream blue murder! Lol! she never got to grips with it, and I never made her. She didn't start school til she was five.. she just didn't want to go so I left her til she was ready.
dd3, was a very confident 2 year old and went quite happily without a backward glance.
My boy was timid and shy but we persevered as we knew he had to go some day, and I was back at Uni then and we felt proloning the experience would only make him worse - as I had no choice - it was then or lose his place. He survived. :-)
You know your child. Play it by ear babes. Good luck
x x x
Debs, I don't think this will make you feel any better, but I had a similar trauma with Freya right from September through to July, the year that she was at Pre-school. I knew she was fine as soon as I'd left her, but I had the clinging, crying, wailing every single morning. Anja, on the other hand, used to go in without a backwards glance. I stuck to my guns, and Freya went every day, but it is hard, and it feels like it ought to be easier to keep them at home!! {{{{hugs}}}} hun - hang in there :) xxx
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