I was checking the mail the other day and got a big envelope...I don't know abut you ladies but I always get excited when I get mail that isn't bills or someone else telling me I have been pre-approved for a credit card....so I grabbed it first and it was the welcome pack for E's school!
And let me just say how lucky we are to have E in this school. It is actually the children's school at our church, which come to find out is one of the best in Nashville and has a year long waiting list! We had no idea, and because we were members we got right in! Thank you Lord above!! :) I feel so good about her being there 3 days a week and I am excited for her to start making friends! :)
Okay, back to the point of my story....I got all excited and started reading through it, stuff about orientation, lots of paperwork to fill out, supply list, teacher bios...still excited while reading all of this....and then I got to the daily schedule....
It had what they would be doing throughout the day....feeding schedules based on what we told them - this got me a little short of breath...and then I read about them playing with blocks.....
Ladies, I don't know what or why that did it to me but I just started crying....and the worst part, I had JUST done my make-up, which rarely happens during the week, ha!
There I was sobbing on the couch and staring at my little princess - I tried to call The Hubs, no answer, so I called mom....which of course made me cry even more.
I was crying for a few reasons...
1. This sweet tiny little baby I have will be sitting up on her own and picking up blocks in a very short time! I am not ready for her to grow that fast...but then again, I can't wait!
2. If she goes to school that means I have to go back to work...which means I have to go back to reality...this little bubble E and I live in is going to pop.
3. I have to go back to work.
4. Someone else might see something for the first time...I am getting choked up just thinking about it...
The Hubs and I always said that I would go back to work for a couple years, something I have been okay with. Even If I didn't work I would want her to go to some sort of school to become acclimated to other people, children, you know get those social skills and at early age - some I strongly believe in. I have always said once baby number 2 comes I will stop working, but as long as I can help provide for our family and build up our savings I am going to do it. And there is a big part of me that is excited to get back...you know have adult interaction on a daily basis, get in real clothes everyday, get excited about getting that big account, happy hour! (HA!)....but the thought of only seeing her from 5 until bedtime breaks my heart.
So as I am crying on the couch, mom reassuring me this is all normal and that she will be fine and happy! I am nodding, agreeing that this will be hard on me....but not on her at all! She will be perfectly happy and busy learning new things and making new friends!
So there you have it...I am that mom...I will cry and the drop of a hat and worry like no other....and I have no doubt that it will only get worse! It's crazy how much more I understand my momma! :)
Any of you new mommas go through this stuff? Or any of you working moms have advice for me?!