Matilda had her very first day of preschool yesterday. Orientation went so smoothly that I hadn't even really worried about leaving her. We started the morning with a special card that Sam and I read to her, then... she got really whiney. These days we're kind of coasting along and usually the mornings are really happy, so I should have taken that as a notsogreat sign. Maybe she was nervous? I can certainly relate to that.
We got to school and instead of bringing her through the carpool (frightening in general), I decided to walk her in like I saw some of the other moms doing. She wanted to hold my hand and then she stopped dead in her tracks outside her classroom and burst into tears. It was awful. Coupled with the fact that I had my glucose test and was on a serious timeline, I passed her to her teacher and left.
I sat in the waiting room and just sighed repeatedly. The appointment was fine and then I went home to work for a little bit. I also squeezed in a comforting phone call with a friend who had had virtually the same morning. Friends are great medicine, aren't they? Then I headed for round two, sat in the carpool, and was beyond excited to see Til's sweet face waiting for me. She got in the car and was so quiet. I couldn't really drag anything out of her and she said she would tell me about it "tomorrow." Praying that everything will be great and that she'll grow to love it!
Hope y'all have a happy weekend and just in cased you missed it this week:
Last chance to enter to win the Breeze (psst it's amazing).
Baking is a great stress reliever. These cookies are divine.
Here's a little checklist to help you get ready for baby.