Tomorrow is Teagan’s last day of preschool for the year. To be honest, I am not sure who is going to miss it more – me or her? She has LOVED every second of her Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I have LOVED having a moment to myself to accomplish things around the house, run errands, or just take a minute to use the restroom by myself.
I am truly in shock that the year has gone by so quickly…it does not seem possible that it was nine months ago that I came home after dropping her off and cried all alone on the couch. It also does not seem possible that it was an entire year ago when I was worrying if preschool was the right decision for her. I was worried that she was too young and that it was pushing things too quickly. It turns out that she was the youngest in her class by four months (which made her the youngest in the school) but that was never a problem. According to her teachers, she always “held her own beautifully.” Turns out she was ready…even if I was not. (She is nothing if not an independent little creature which can be awesome but also annoying. No crying when mommy leaves the building? Hooray! Demanding to do every.single.thing “by myself”? Not so much.)
While I will miss my little breaks twice a week, a tiny part of me is happy to have her all to myself again for a few months. Summer is my favorite season and there is much to look forward to – the beach, Michigan, July 4th, joining the pool, going for ice cream, chasing lightening bugs, going to the library to spend the hottest afternoons reading stories, running around the playground, and just letting her be a little kid. I am looking forward to enjoying the slow nature of summer that is caused by the heat and extra daylight. Because if this year has taught me anything, it is that time goes by much faster than I ever thought possible!