Today was my beautiful little sweetheart’s last day of nursery school.
The week has been tough. She was sick on Monday and missed a day of school and the rest of the week, she was very moody. I wasn’t sure if it was because it was the last week of school or if she still didn’t feel well. My question was answered today.
I approached the doors of the nursery and could see her through the glass. She caught sight of me and I could see her little face drop. She looked close to tears. I tried to ignore it and fight back my own. She reluctantly came up to me and stuck out her hand. She was clutching a handful of her work and some parent handouts and I bent down to give her a cuddle. She pulled away quickly and I didn’t push it. I had brought my camera with me and I asked her if she wanted me to take some pictures of her with Mrs. S. She smiled and nodded and ran over to her teacher. I took a few shots, had a word to Mrs. S. and we took one last picture of her next to her coat hook. Mrs. S handed her her name tag from the coat hook and we said our last goodbyes. She slowly, reluctantly made it to the door and we left.
When we got home, she ran upstairs to change out of her uniform as usual. Chris and I were getting lunch together and after about 10 minutes, we realised she still hadn’t come down. We yelled up to her to come down. She came down with her uniform still on. Pleading to change into play-clothes ensued. She refused. She didn’t want to take off her uniform. We didn’t push it. At first she said that she didn’t want to eat lunch, but when we offered to let her wear her school apron, she agreed. We talked about the work she had brought home and the card that Mrs. S had made for her saying thank you for her gifts. She perked up and said “That means that Mrs. S is going to miss me too!” She was so pleased about that.
After lunch, the usual playing with her sisters….nothing new. A few tussles over toys and stern words from me or Daddy. During one of these tussles, she ran over to the sofa with Mrs. S’s card. She burst into tears and kept opening and closing the card. Every time she opened it again, she cried even harder. I gave her a hug and asked, “What’s wrong sweetheart?” The answer came between sobs- “I’m sad about that I won’t see Mrs. S anymore!” My poor little girl. My heart broke for her. I explained that we could stop in and see her when she went to kindergarten in September and all the exciting things that we would do over the summer in the mean time. She finally stopped crying and put the card down. More cuddles.
During naptime, I got together all the photos that the school had printed out during the year of M. doing activities. I put them in an album for her and when she woke up, gave it to her. Unfortunately I couldn’t print out the pictures of her and Mrs. S from today because we are having technical probs with our computer, but I explained that as soon as we get it fixed, I’ll put them in the album and she can look at it whenever she’s feeling sad. She carried that book around with her for the rest of the evening.
So here’s to my darling little sensitive girl, who started nursery as a 3 yr old baby and is now a ‘big girl’ at 4. She will go to kindergarten in the ‘big school’ in September. I can hardly believe it. Milestones reached! (but not without a few tears)
Well done my Sweetheart!