I don't remember being this upset when Meg started school but I think this may have something to do with having Eli still at home. The thing that really strikes me is the silence. There is no little person chattering away, even if I was sitting and doing something else, I would still know that Eli was there, or that Meg was there by the background noise their presence provided. There is none of that now and I have found that incredibly tough!
Of course, I can't keep Eli at home forever (much as I would like to) and I know that this is an important step for him, and me, because when he starts at school I will be completely child-free between the hours of 9am and 3pm.
Not only that but over the last month or two he has really grown up. There is nothing babyish about him now, he is a real, rough and ready to rumble, little boy, always with a grubby face, always ready to run and explore. He gets the freedom he needs at preschool and I know already of two friends he has made, which makes me feel very proud.
The best part of all of this, of course, is when we are reunited at the end of the day. Meg (in all her Year One grown-up-ness) has entered the phase where she will only tolerate a kiss from me in the morning but not a cuddle, and there is certainly no excitable greeting at the end of the day. To be honest I'm lucky if I get a word out of her until we get home!
Eli isn't like that yet and the minute he sees my face through the preschool window he is up and running towards me with his arms thrown wide for a great big squashy cuddle. Which is just lovely.
Of course, for both Meg and Eli, in the comfort of our own home there are cuddles aplenty to be had. For me, for Daddy and towards each other when they are feeling generous, so we are taking the advice of Fairy and really trying to make the most of these precious times.
I can remember laughing at my Dad when he used to come over all whimsical and start commenting on how we had grown up in the blink of an eye but I have to admit that now I'm a parent I really see what he means. I can recall with perfect clarity the day we brought Meg home from the hospital; just this tiny, wrinkly, squawking baby, and I was positive for about two weeks that someone was going to knock on the door and tell me there had been some mistake, that actually, I wasn't able to have this baby after all because she was much too perfect and now she's in her second year at school and going on 15 some days...
Fairy have made a short video which is all about making the most of the precious soft cuddles we can have with our children. Be warned, it might make you well up a bit! It makes my heart squeeze to think that maybe one day Meg and Eli will be too grown up for them. I hope not.
If you have a child who has started in preschool or BIG school this year, then I hope that they have settled in well. It's a huge step and I'm right there with any parents who are finding it hard...trust me!
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