I never did like taking and dropping off my children at preschool. Something about letting my child be in someone else's care, triggered me to feel like I was neglecting them. Although it was a short, two hour time frame, when they went to preschool, without me, I still didn't like it. It was a given that I was far more nervous than they were, I am their mom. Amber's little pads seem too small to be going to school, on that first day that I slowly walked her into Mrs. L's classroom. It didn't help any that she is my youngest and that this was the last time that I was going to be doing this----- I didn't like the finalization of it. I have been waiting so long for what was now occurring, but now, I don't want any part of it!
Amber was excited though, I could see it in her face and body language. Amber loved her backpack, her shoes and her new outfit. She was so anxious to get to her classroom and to meet Mrs. L. "I have done this three times before, this can't be all that bad." I thought to myself, as I felt a lump swelling up in my throat. I watched my brave little girl walk right into that classroom without reservation, find her chair, say, "Hi" to Mrs. L, then went and sat down. She turned around and looked at me and smiled without looking the least bit nervous. So, as a mom would do, I walked in for one last hug and kiss and reassured her that I'd be back to pick her up. I lost it as I was walking out the door. My strong, independent 3 yr. old, held up better than me!
I love Amber and it's great to see her learn and love school. She is a smartie for sure!
Keep learning you smart little girl. I love you Amber Brooklyn. mom
