There is no way you are old enough to go to school.

Dear Molly and Maddy,

Wow. Okay, so over the last few weeks I have had been emotions- sad ones, grateful ones, happy ones. All these emotions swirl around the idea that you are about to head off to pre-school! HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?! I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again, I honestly don’t even feel like I was in High School that long ago. So, you could imagine that it literally feels like you were babies…. like, yesterday! I cannot believe how fast time really flies by.

I am excited for you to grow and learn new things- well, kinda. I am really actually sad. I don’t want you to grow up! I want you to stay my little babies who want to cuddle and need me for things! I have stayed home with you almost every single day of your entire life. Now, you guys are about to leave ME! What?! Granted, it’s only 2 hours a day, 2 days a week. But still, this is a really big deal, you guys!

So, this year you will be going to 2 schools. You have speech school on Monday’s. It is at the same place as last year, but it’s going to be a lot different this year! Mommy doesn’t stay with you- I drop you off. There are more kids in your class (around 5, compared to last years 1), and there will be a whole lot less playtime and lot more learning time! On Tuesdays and Thursdays, you will be going to preschool. Like REAL BIG GIRL PRESCHOOL!! It’s insanity. It’s only for 2 hours a day and I know you guys are going to have a lot of fun. I guess I’m supposed to go home during that time, clean up the house, do some laundry and get dinner…. (or maybe  go shopping, take a nap or workout? 🙂

I was really nervous. More nervous than you. A hundred questions flew through my mind- what if they can’t understand what you are saying? What if you don’t speak up if something is wrong? Will you tell them when you have to go to the bathroom? What if you have an accident or something?! What if a kid is mean to you? Will you be able to listen and follow directions or just want to play the whole time? Will you miss me as much as I am missing you?

I spent as much time holed up in the house enjoying every moment of you as I could as the summer ended. I made sure to get in ten times the amount of hugs, kisses and snuggles. And, alas, the day approached. On Wednesday, the 4th, we got to go for a little “meet and greet” at speech school. Gaga had promised to paint your nails before the first day, so she came over that morning. We got you all ready to go (complete with the new backpacks you picked out the week prior) and took a few pictures outside. Gaga decided she would come with us! That was exciting- you guys love showing people things like this! So, we all got in the car and drove to speech school. Once we got into the classroom, you booked it towards the toys and had no problem at all acclimating yourself! I filled out some paperwork, sat back as I watched you play, and that was that.

We enjoyed a nice weekend- (Lauren’s baby shower! post to come soon!)- and when Monday arrived, I was surprised to feel as calm as I did. I realized that my nervousness was not nervous for me. I thought was going to be sad, that wouldn’t know what to do without you guys hanging from me for those two hours a day. But, I realized I wasn’t nervous for myself- I was nervous for you. But, you girls weren’t nervous at all. You were excited! You happily got ready for school, walked in, gave me a kiss and said good bye! And that was that. No tears, no crying, no looking back. You girls are brave, big girls, and I couldn’t be more proud!

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I love you!

Mom

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