Preschool switch eve
Well, it is the night before Declan starts at his “old” kindy, this time for preschool. I can’t believe how comfortable I am feeling. Of course, I always have the issue of wondering if his teachers are going to be as vigilent as we are, considering he is just one child out of 25. I don’t think that will ever change. But, after the dramas of trying a new preschool, with different teachers, we really appreciate how great it was last year. It really has given us perspective.
The teachers understand the importance of keeping the offending allergens away from him, and because milk is the main concern for us, it is no easy feat. They also care enough about him as an individual to not want him to come to any harm. How delightful. People like this should be treated with the respect they deserve. I always made it a priority to show them, and tell them how grateful I was that he reached little milestones, safely, throughout the year- first day, first week completed, first term completed.
Declan formed a really close bond last year, with his teachers, and is really excited to be going back. He felt really alienated over these last few weeks, and it was starting to knock his confidence a little. I think kids who have to deal with this need every bit of confidence they can muster. Fortunately, we know (now) he is in a good environment for emotional growth and development.
Wow! How good does it feel to be in a positive frame of mind? It sure beats the lows of the last few weeks. As I always do - touch wood.
Until next time,
Mel