We are two weeks into the school year and my lil guy is still excited to go to school each day! That’s a good sign, right? I’m pretty sure I was more nervous than him. My 4-year-old had spent the summer wishing it right along so he could start school. It was really cute.
Meanwhile, I somewhat dreaded the school year because I knew there was an underlying issue that needed to be addressed. He also failed miserably at being a “daycare kid” because he had separation anxiety from age 4 months through his entire first year of life and then some. He only wanted Mommy, even grandparents couldn’t hold him, and it was rare he wanted Daddy either. So dropping him off at daycare every day for a year was very rough on me to say the least. After several discussions with my husband we agreed to make a family change and from that point on I was a stay at home Mom.
I made sure to keep him social by taking him to the library for storytime, many playdates, and I also watched a little girl so he always had a playmate here at the house. He’s now one of the first kids to walk up to any child on the playground and say, “wanna play”. He’s very independent and I am SO proud of him! Still I had the slightest hesitation that the newness of school would wear off and he’d want Mommy. So far, so good!
On the other hand, baby boy is the one having a rough go of the changes. I hadn’t realized what a strong bond the boys had developed and that my 18-month-old would be the one crying for his brother every day. It’s so sad to watch. Each day I drop my 4-year-old off at pre-k baby boy says, “play, play”. He’s telling me he wants to stay with his brother. He doesn’t understand why brother stays at school and he goes home with Mommy. Apparently I’m chopped liver.