My little girl is going to pre-kindergarten, otherwise known as pre-k . I’ll let that sink in for a moment. I’ve had over four years to let it sink in but now I’m really letting it sink in! Oh and, by the way, I’m the one scared of pre-k, not my daughter!
Where has the time gone? I remember her crawling, not able to form words, drinking from a baby bottle and the seemingly unending diaper changes. Now, she runs circles around me, has conversations with adults, bakes (with the help of her mother), is semi-independent and headstrong. Is she ready for school? Better yet, am I?
Some things I’m afraid of:
- My daughter not being with anyone I trust (at first).
- My little one being “out there” (the world).
- Her, not being taken care of while not in our presence.
- Mean girls. (see, bullies)
- Boys! Oh God, boys!
Yes, this is a reality and we’ve all been there before. I was a kid once and I’m sure my parents went through the same turmoil when my brothers and I were off to school for the first time. We turned out OK… I think. We, at least, lived to tell the tale!
Sure, I’m worried, nervous, anxious, etc. But I’m pretty sure she’ll be alright. Maybe I’m just paranoid and have a ridiculous imagination. Or, maybe I watch too many scary movies. No, I don’t think it’s any of this. I just know what the world is like out there and, frankly, it terrifies me to death. Like the old saying goes when watching a horror movie, keep telling yourself, “It’s only a movie, it’s only a movie.” Only, here, I tell myself, “It’s only school, it’s only school!” School, a safe haven right? Watching the news and the horror stories that revolve around schools I’m not so sure anymore. Ask me in a few months how I’m feeling! This is just pre-school, I can only imagine my nerves when she goes to college!