Friday, December 16, 2016

i have so many mixed feelings today.  For the last week or so, the teachers in SJ’s classroom have been expressing separation anxiety from her.  They love her.  She was the oldest kid in her class, and she ruled the roost.  She knew every classmate across the 2 – year-old and 3 – year-old classes by name. And she had rivalries and relationships with all of them.  She loves Miss Ceara and Miss Nikki. Every single day she runs for the car but makes sure to say goodbye and express her affection to them.

UWF is going to be great, but St. Luke’s was a specia place for us. Our very first class crafts, snack times, playground romps, school pictures, and special programs for parents happened there. Miss Ceara isn’t the only one tearing up today.

In general, I’m acutely feeling the pangs of transition and growth. I only have one baby to parent….and she’s growing up way too fast. I hate that I miss so much while I’m at work and she is learning new things and playing with others. But I know God has a plan for our family. I do trust that He will provide the peace I need and take care of her when I’m not there. And it gives me the motivation I need to use our time together to enjoy learning and playing together – a thing that I can easily take for granted when I have uninterrupted stretches of time with her day in and day out.

Today was Abigail’s Birthday at school. They had a pj day and a Christmas party with birthday party hats for everyone. Selah Juney didn’t want to take her party hat off, but she really didn’t like the elastic under her chin.  Miss Ceara found a brilliant solution and secured it to her ponytails.  She wore it all day.  In fact she’s napping with it on her head right now.  She might never let me wash her hair again….