I blinked. I swore I wouldn’t but I did anyways and now…
my baby is heading to preschool. Oh hell no!
How did this happen?! I talk all the time about how my babies are growing up too fast and how the days are flying by faster than I could have imagined….but this is different. Preschool…freaking preschool! This is a whole new level of parenthood that I should still have years to prepare for. My BABY cannot be old enough for freaking preschool. Β ::sigh:: Β I can rant and rave all I want but the truth is still staring me in the face. My baby is gone…my toddler is disappearing …I am the proud mommy of a (soon-to-be) preschooler. Excuse me while I rock in the corner sobbing for a few minutes.
The other day Dan and I headed out in search of a Mother’s Day Out program to put Harper into a few days a week. We had no plans of looking for a preschool because we had decided not to enroll her in an official program until 4. I have all the materials & curriculum needed to “homeschool” preschool and so far Harper is thriving and ahead of the game academically so our plan was to continue what we are doing for another year. However now that Jake is here I could see the benefit of putting her into a MDO program. She is learning social norms and loves to be around kiddos. We are part of 2 playgroups so we do get out and socialize a lot but it can get hard with 2 kiddos. Plus I honestly need the time to catch up on household stuff that seems impossible to do with both kids at home! It used to be that I could send Harper away to do some independent play while I cleaned up or folded laundry…but now I am always nursing Jake or trying to get him to sleep and when/if he does fall asleep I want to give Harper some much needed one/one attention. Kiddos are happy but my house is slowly being swallowed by piles of clothes and dishes! I also want a few hours a week to just have one/one time with Jake. Time I can relish having a baby nap on my chest or curled up in my arms without anyone needing me.
We didn’t see the need in preschool to achieve what we wanted but MDO sounded perfect. After driving all over town we quickly realized this was not going to be that easy. Most MDO programs in our area end at the age of 3 (they want you to switch to the preschool program)…..the few that do have MDO up until age 4 were either too far to drive every week or we were just not happy with once we toured. Our last stop of the morning was actually just down the road from where we live. I had heard raves about their program but also heard it books quick and usually has long waiting lists. I couldn’t find the MDO coordinator but I did find the preschool area and main office. Turns out that starting in Sept the MDO program would only go to the age of 3…hmph! I was informed though that preschool registration has started just a few hours before I got there (good timing!) and that several of the classes were already full. I walked around the preschool area and loved what I saw. I ran back to the car to talk to Dan (he was sitting with two sleeping babies) and we decided to fill out an application for Harper just to be safe since they would most likely be filled by the next day.
Two days later we heard that Harper was accepted into the Tues/Thurs afternoon class. With that we found ourselves parents of a preschooler. (about an hour after we got the email it hit us that our baby was starting school….Dan was the first to break and I quickly followed. Tears and wine were the theme of the night).
Don’t get me wrong, I am excited about this next step. Harper will thrive in preschool and probably love every single minute of it. I can’t wait to have a few hours a week to enjoy my little man and catch up on things. It is just such a HUGE milestone to reach and it caught me a little off guard that we could be at this point already. If I blink again is she going to be walking across a stage in a cap & gown?! It feels like a whole new world of parenting we are entering. It is scary and exciting….just like all new stages of parenting are. Starting Sept my little bird will take her first itty-bitty steps towards leaving the nest. I have to learn to let her start exploring the world without me. I cannot wait to watch her head into class with excitement and pride….but I will be blinking hard and doing my best to swallow the egg in my throat. Bittersweet can’t even begin to describe it.