Not me obviously, my son! His mum and I took him in this morning and he was so excited for his first day that he was telling anyone who would listen. Including his teachers, they found it highly amusing and I’m sure as super cute as I did. He wanted to leave the house early, he was so desperate to get there. I remember feeling really nervous and unsure about it and he’s taken it all in his stride. He’s such a confident and strong-willed little guy and I’m so proud of him and pleased he took those traits from his mum.
I, on the other hand, have been fretting about it all this week and most of last week as well. Asking myself all of the questions an anxious parent would ask themselves, over and over and over again. What if he doesn’t like it? What if bigger kids are mean to him? What if he feels like he’s been left there? To add, he’s been at a nursery since he was 1 year old so he’s so used to being around random kids and having to make friends and be a part of a busy room. He’s already familiar with the environment to some degree but I do wonder if there will be issues with the structure and more discipline that school will bring. He needs these things but I wonder how he will react to them. He finishes at 2pm today and I will be waiting with anxious breathlessness on the message from his mum to say how he got on.
I haven’t been able to write or anything because of how obsessive I’ve been over it. He’s the most precious thing in my life and I want everything to go so well for him and for him to make friends and be completely happy. What I often forget is that he’s ready for this and ready to take the next steps in his journey through childhood. He has been excited for starting school for months now. He posed for all the photos we took this morning, memories that will be ingrained in my brain for the rest of my life. I am so proud of him and of the wee man he is becoming with each passing year. He is smart, considerate, funny and full of wonderment at life and the world around us. I’ve never loved anyone this strongly before and it grows as he does. I cried for a full five minutes after I dropped him off and got back to the car (out of eyeshot of anyone).
I will likely write an update later or tomorrow with how his first day went. I hope you are all well and I’m sorry for being so quiet. Sending my love to you all as always.