First Day of School

Well, I just dropped off Madeline at her first day of Preschool. We had visited twice before so she was very familiar with the surroundings and knew her teacher by sight. I'm pretty sure Madeline was more at ease than I was. When we got there, we found her cubby with her coat hook and her basket for notes so up went the jacket and in went the backpack (packed with an extra change of clothes all labeled with her name).

A couple other girls were already in the classroom and immediately asked Madeline if she wanted to play. She wanted to so I gave her a big hug and I was about to ask her if she wanted me to stay, when she said "good-bye mommy", waved, and walked away to play. I was a bit surprised to find how UNready I was for that moment. So, of course my eyes started to well up so I made a quick exit, didn't look back for fear she would see me and left the building. I thought about hanging out in the parking lot for a bit, but since we live right around the corner, I thought it best to come home and cry instead.

It was certainly a change coming home without her, leaving her in someone else's care. All of the fears come to the front, and I just hope everything goes well. I hope she continues to have a wonderful time with her new friends and gets to do some things she's never done. Most of all, I just hope she has fun and comes away with a good feeling about everything. I know all of her days won't be that great, but the first day should be. Right?

Well, now I think I'll sit for a bit and give this a minute to sink in. There are a million things I was thinking I would do today, but I'm not sure my brain can think of anything else! Man, it's quiet in this house. Talk to you all soon. Love, Michelle