Guys I had a baby and then I closed my eyes and then I opened them and I had a baby going to Grade 1. Grade freaking 1. How even?
OK, honestly it wasn’t as easy as closing my eyes and suddenly we’re here. Although I did have moments where I did wish that I could close my eyes and escape the impending tantrum, the puddle of wee on the floor or the constant need to be fed. But despite the good times, the sad times, the fun times and the downright awful times, we’ve made it to this day.
Just before the holidays started at the end of the year last year, I had a playdate with a bloggy friend of mine who brought her son to come and play at our house. Him and Kyla got on so quickly and played together so nicely, so we chatted about how old they were etc. Then I was like, “Oh hey, what school is he going to next year?” and she was all like, “XXXXX”* and I all like, “NO FREAKING WAY – that’s where Kyla is going too!!” – it was all meant to be I tell you.
*Name of school is left out on purpose. It’s not that I don’t trust you, but it’s that I don’t trust all of you. The internet is a crazy weird place and I’m not letting my kids get affected by it. I know you’ll understand.
So we had a couple of play dates with him during the holidays so that they could build a little friendship and have a buddy at school. Kyla was so cute – she put on her favourite dress and asked me to tie a red ribbon in her hair. First crush maybe? Gosh no. I mean is it? No, I’m not ready for that. Just glad to have a friend. I hope.
Anyway, moving along swiftly…
I asked her how she felt about starting school while she was getting dressed and she said, “I’m feeling a bit nervous. But I’m also excited!”. The poor poppet also complained about a bit of a sore tummy as she was getting ready, which we put down to inherited nervous sickness that I had all of my schooling career. So nervous that I felt physically ill. Ah good times school was.
She is me but better (to steal a line from The Good Dinosaur). Despite feeling nervous, she waltzed into school and was a bit shy when talking to her new teacher but was so totally fine! We got lots of big smiles and although the buddies aren’t sitting near to each other, when they had to line up for class to start they found each other and giggled together in the line.
It was too freaking precious.
In the end though, there were no tears. No car sobs or a stray feeling leaking down my cheek. I know that she is happy and that the school we have her in is the right one for her and I know that she is going to thrive there.
And I think she knows it too.
Kids faces blurred for their privacy.