You guys….I have a kid in Pre-K! I still can’t believe it. It has been a busy and hectic two weeks, hence the radio silence around here. Edith was originally placed in a lovely and wonderful school in a neighborhood about 2 miles from our house. Everyone said we were so lucky to get in, that it was a one in a million chance, but I couldn’t shake this feeling that it wasn’t for us. From my first day there I just had a gut feeling that it wasn’t going to be a good fit. So the day before school started, I walked to the closest school to our house and asked if they had an open seat. Lo and behold they did! Edith has been so happy at her new school and I feel like we made the best decision. We are all able to walk together every morning and her class size is so small. I know she will get the love and attention she needs there.
It seems so strange to me that I’m in this world of PTA meetings, debates about chocolate milk at lunch, and fundraising. I can still remember my first school play in Pre-K and some of my best friends to this day I met on my first day of Kindergarten. Watching Edith go through has brought up a feeling of nostalgia for me that is so bittersweet. On one hand I feel my own youth slipping away and on the other, I have a strong sense of pride and fulfillment from watching her grow and experience life.
When I asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up she said, “A doctor. I want to help kids. They all need me to take care of them. And also a Mommy. Just like you, Mommy.” I’m so proud of you Edith Mae. I can’t wait to see all of the ways you grow this year.