Yesterday was the first day of kindergarten for the Babe. We were both excited. There were no tears from either of us.
For some parents, I know its a milestone reflecting that your baby is no longer a baby. For me, it meant a little more freedom, a lot more knowledge. As the Babe is my only child, she will always be my baby. Kindergarten won't change that fact.
The bittersweet element was that my father and mother-in-law aren't here to know how well yesterday went. Had things been different, I probably would have called my mother-in-law when I got home from dropping the Babe off at school, to tell her how things went. She would have wanted to hear all the details, and would have kvelled (Yiddish for "to feel happy or proud"). My father would have also enjoyed hearing about how the Babe just jumped right into school. Yes, we shared with my mother and father-in-law about how the morning went. And yes, they were also happy for how well things went. It just would have been nice to share with everyone.
As for the school and the Babe's teacher, I am very happy. I met with the school nurse and school principal separately, and a telephone conversation with her teacher, prior to the start of school. Medication was turned in, safety plans were put in place. We will all meet later this week to review everything. Everyone knows who the Babe is, and are doing their best to keep her safe. The Babe can concentrate on learning and making new friends, and just be.
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