I’ve been looking forward to this day for so long, and today it happened, Millie started preschool! Even though I knew it was coming and I really needed the break from a very demanding 3 year old, I was not expecting it to go like it did.
When I first mentioned preschool to her, she was adamant she was not going. I tried the tactic of telling her she’d be able to see Bella over the fence (it’s on the school grounds next to Reception) but that didn’t help. I tried telling her that’s where all the big girls go before school, that she’d be able to play all day, that she’d see and could be friends with lots of girls and boys her own age… that didn’t work either.
Until we went for an hour long induction… she didn’t want to leave!! The same thing happened at her settling in session too, she loved it! Unfortunately that was before Easter, so she had to wait two weeks before she could actually start!
We went shopping on Tuesday to get special “packed lunch treats” for the days she’s there all day, bought a cheap pair of trainers that I didn’t mind getting wrecked and she’d already chosen the lunch bag she wanted to take (we have quite a few).
I got Millie’s clothes ready last night, so she was very excited when she woke up this morning… “mummy am I going to my Rainbow today?” (it’s called Rainbow Preschool) and she looked so cute all dressed with her hair in a ponytail “like Anabel”!
After we took Anabel to school, I took Millie round to the preschool entrance. It was so strange to be back there again, in the queue with all the other parents, and although some of the staff had changed there were still some that knew me and were happy to see Millie. I bent down to give her a kiss and cuddle and to ask if she was going to be ok, “yes mummy, and I will miss you” she said then she ran straight in without a backwards glance. My baby girl seemed so grown up!
By 3 o’clock, I was itching to go and pick Millie up, so we made our way slowly. When she came out she was so happy, and she’d even made me something (a plate with some pictures of food glued on!). When I picked her up she rested her head on my shoulder, all that playing had worn her out, and her keyworker said she’d had a really good day, she’d eaten most of her lunch too!
For the rest of the day she kept filling us in on things that had happened, apparently a boy looked after her when she was crying (she had to stop what she was doing to have a group story) and even when I tucked her into bed tonight she was still talking about it! I hope she has fun tomorrow, I’m not sure if she’s realised it’s not a one-time thing!