I think someone has a bit of starting Kindergarten jitters. Someone other then mama that is. My brave and fiercely independent Rainbow has been clinging to me all day, asking for hugs and constantly touching me, pulling my hair, tugging on my skirt,and generally driving me NUTS. She has also been asking lots of questions about what exactly she will be doing at school. She is still excited, but a bit more apprehensive now. As she worded it at dinner the last night, “Well.. I am excited, but not excited, but not, but I am.”, which I think is Rainbow code for excited but nervous.
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I suddenly realized I am going to need one of these.
I have been waffling back and forth between worrying what sort of stupid things she might get in her head, to worrying that she won’t learn anything at all. However, my biggest fear right now is her making it safely there and back on the bus on the first day. At one point during our introductory interview the J.K. teacher actually said to me that since they don’t give out the children’s bus ID tags until they have attended the first day of school that “…for the first day, you just put her on the bus and hope for the best. We do meet the bus when it arrives, but there are lots of kids so we can’t make any guarantees.” You are telling me you can’t guarantee that my kid will end up at the right school? You are kidding right? I guess most folks drive their kids on the first day, which is not an option for me. I am making a tag to put on her backpack, and I have been drilling her on not just her full name and address, but the name of her school and her teacher’s name. Worrying over the bus reminds me of a post Jen over at Mom vs the Boys wrote last fall, when the school managed to misplace her little one. Yikes. Right then, so let’s try not to panic, shall we.
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Tomorrow I shall walk my never-been -outside-of-family-care four year old daughter to the bus stop and “hope for the best”. The bus picks her up around 8:30 and will be bringing her back around 4pm. Such a long day for such a little person to be on her own. I am taking comfort in this post written by ex-kindergarten teacher Multi-Testing Mommy, and trying my hardest to remember to breathe. However, I think my stomach shall remain in knots until I safely pick her up at 4pm.
Anyone else still having jitters for their little one’s first school day? Or for those of you who already got through the first day, how’d it go?