Last night we said good night to our children and experienced a feeling of great sadness.
After over 8 years of at least one child being at home we would now have both at full time school.
The tears flowed.
Today our 5 year old son started prep.
I know he needs the challenge and stimulation.
I know he is going to enjoy attending school.
I just feel that I am losing a part of him.
The innocent, protected and affectionate part.
We were all nervous this morning.
Amelia was feeling protective.
Scott and I felt lost and empty.
I have never seen Tom so nervous and vulnerable as when he stood in line waiting to go into class.
Fast forward to 3:30pm and Tom greeted me with "You were right mum. I did love school"
with so much happiness and animation.
And he was bouncing !!!!!
Tom has not stopped talking and moving since he came home from his very first day at school.
We are all happy and relieved.
We just needed to survive the very first day.
Now I may let myself soak up a little feeling I had today...............
I was not "busy".
There was nothing to do...............
(do not tell anyone but I think I enjoyed it a little bit!).
Tomorrow is a new day and a new beginning.
Amelia's first day at the special school............