Ben
Lauren
We were expecting to start Lauren at preschool on Sept. 4th, but we started her a week earlier. Her babysitter, Carol, has been on crutches for about a month with what she thought was a bad sprain. It ended up being multiple ankle fractures that might require surgery! When I went to pick Lauren up last Thursday, Carol informed us that she needed time off-effective immediately. I completely understood, but that meant that Lauren wouldn't be back! It was very hard to say goodbye to someone that has taken such extraordinary care of both of my kids from the time they were 6 weeks old until they started preschool. For 10 years, she has been a huge part of our life, and I will never forget how much she did for my family.
We had begun discussing preschool with Lauren a long time ago, but she knew it was coming down to the wire. It was sad because I could see the stress on her face when we would talk about it. She kept going back and forth-"I want to go, I don't want to go." When we told her that she would be starting this week, she said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore."
Monday morning, she was reluctant to get up, too nervous to eat, and talked about how much she didn't want to go to preschool the whole way there. Mark followed me and Ben came along in support of his little sis. She was very shy when she walked in, clinging to my leg and not talking to any of the teachers. We took her around to all the toys, Ben kept saying, "Look at this, Lauren! Do you want to play with me?" No, she didn't want to play with any of them. We finally told her goodbye, and she lost it. She had to be pried off of my leg, and was screaming, "Mommy!" When I got to the door, she yelled, "I just want a hug!" At once, Mark and I both turned around and went up and hugged her. I'm sure the teachers were thinking, "NOOOO!!!" We couldn't help it; that wasn't going to be our last memory of her for the day! We left to the sound of our "baby"crying, with a lump in our throat. Ben broke the silence: "Well, that's going to ruin my day." I love that kid-so much like his father...
I said a prayer on the way to work, asking God to be with her and give her peace. I called when I arrived to check on her-she was doing fine! Mark picked her up that afternoon, and found this face:
Now, here I sit typing my blog while she is at preschool! She would rather go than stay home with me (on
my last Wednesday off) because she would like to "play with her new friends." God is great!
She's holding up post-it notes, I don't know why! |