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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Preschool | August 2013


Oh look, a blog post.  Really this was just a test to see if I still remembered my password to log onto this site…turns out I do J

I just couldn’t resist the urge to document the most cliché day in a mom’s life…the day she sends her little ones off to school.  Sure, it’s “pre”school, but it was a new school…oh wait…you don’t know that do you…let me start from the beginning. 

Do you ever take a step back to realize that your life might not be just about you?  That there is a bigger plan and every decision and life event that happens is part of this bigger plan?  I have never been super fond of the twin’s school (3yr old preschool).  But, one – they only went two days a week, and two – it was affordable for two at once.  I brought up the option of changing schools about two months ago to hubby and the idea was shot down like a dove during hunting season.  And so, I licked my wounds and went on with life, accepting that they would stay put for the next school year.  Again, about 2 weeks ago, something nudged me to bring it up again.  And again, bird down.  The school I wanted only offered VPK from 1-4:15PM, this wouldn’t work for any of our schedules, particularly Stephie Ts so again I licked my wounds and went on. 

At the TWO end of the year parties last week, not a single parent showed up to support their kids with the exception of hubs and I.  So sad.  Our kids were elated that we were there for them and I was glad too because it was mass chaos with 12 kids.  As I was leaving the party, Ms. Jayne said to me, “Their new class has 26 kids…I would just ask the teacher how she plans to break out the kids during class.” Seth and I walked out of the class and he knew what was coming before I even opened my mouth.  I poured out my concerns with conviction…don’t you want to meet other parents, to have our kids in a class with other families that are like us and support their kids, that we can make friends with?  And how are our kids ever going to learn with 26 other 4 year olds?  All they are going to learn is to be louder than the others to get attention…and our kids are loud enough already!!

“Fine, look into it.” 
“so you’re sayin’ there’s a chance!”  success! 
And so the fun began.  My super duper best friend took time out of her day to call all of the preschools in the area.  Since this was Thursday and school starts Monday…they were all booked.  I could get on waiting lists, but if ONE spot opened I would have to decide if I wanted it…but I needed TWO.  I called the school I really wanted before, my first option, just to see…knowing they would be booked as well.  “We have two openings, but that would change within 24 hours.”  I called Stephie T…she agreed to literally change her entire school schedule to accommodate theirs…love her, so thankful!!  It wasn’t a done deal yet.  Still a lot to do.



Friday morning as I drove to work I said this prayer, “God, you are in control.  Although I want this change and I think it will be best for them, I know your plan is bigger than any plan I can come up with.  This is an impossible task to get everything done today; may your will be done.”

I wish I could say I was at peace…but I wasn’t, I was a basket case.  I had the busiest, most hectic morning at work and then left at noon to see about trying to work this out.  I went to the School Board, re-registered them with the new school, made it to the new school, registered them there AND was able to bring the kids and show them their new diggs.  That night I was blown away, did this really happen?  Did I REALLY  get everything done?  I was filled with extreme joy and thankfulness and excitement for what may lie ahead for the twins this year.

You may be reading this thinking, so what’s the big deal, you got them in a new school.  But to me, this is so much more.  This is part of a bigger plan.  Maybe that’s why I didn’t cry as I sent them off into their classroom with a teacher I’ve never met yesterday.  Of course I had a sense of nostalgia, longing for the days that I would hold two little babies at once.  But as I watched them standing in line, holding hands, I knew…they have each other and they are going to be fine.