We bid our first year of preschool adieu today and it got me thinking how far we’ve come.
One of the themes of this blog and being a mom in general is growth. We are constantly being stretched as parents to make decisions that we believe to be in our child’s best interest. Sometimes our better judgement wins, and other times not so much. But it’s the beauty of growth, trusting the process, and coming out on the other side, that has us seeing the purpose for every decision we’ve ever made for our children.
Preschool? The best thing that’s ever happened to my girl. I found I was hesitant on the whole idea for selfish reasons. Never once did I NOT think she’d be okay. In fact, she never once even shed a tear. It was me afraid to let go of my first born, my only child, and letting other influences into her life. I soon realized though, that she was given her own set of wings and was naturally equipped with just what she needed to soar.
So I did my part and promised her as I knew best… “Mommy will be back in a couple hours to pick you up…I love you Landyn…”.
Every single day.
Tuesday and Thursday mornings have since proved to be a highlight of her week. Rightfully so.
Landyn described today best…
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