The day has arrived. Amelia goes to her first day of "school" today. My baby girl might look like she's 4 years old, but she turns 3 on October 3rd, so she misses the cut off for real pre school. I've enrolled her at a local day care where she will go for 4 hours in the morning, 5 days a week. We think it's time for her to socialize with other kids her age on a daily basis. Except for the weekly play dates, Amelia is surrounded by three adults that wait on her hand and foot.
As expected, I am nervous to drop her off for the first time at a place she has never been to, with people she doesn't know. I know it will be difficult for her to adjust but, as I've stated before on my post The Pre School Search, I'm the one with all the emotional baggage about it.
I've promised myself (and my therapist) that I will not transfer these fears to my daughter. My brother, also a therapist, but not the one I refer to above, keeps reminding me that Amelia is not me, but that she can count on me. "Break the chains" he told me last night, in his most self help guru voice.
When I say good bye this morning I will tell my little girl that she is there to have fun and that Mama will be back to get her. I will say it with conviction because I know it's true. I just hope that she takes after my mother and really believes I'm coming back. Any survival tips for mother and daughter would be appreciated. Wish us luck. Ay Mama!