The 52 Project – a portrait series of my daughter, once a week in 2013
It’s finally feeling a little like fall around here. It actually rained today and Rylee and I splashed around in the puddles outside of our house. We love it when it rains. We also got our first “hot” drinks of the season. Pumpkin spice for me, hot chocolate for Ry. It was a good day.
Rylee officially started pre-school last week. As much as I was prepared for it, I never imagined the flood of emotions that would come over me as I left that place. Letting go of her hand and having her look up at me with those sad eyes. I knew exactly what she was thinking and I hated it. This tiny girl of mine….she’s everything.
I know it will be good for her….I know it will be good for me….but man, it was a lot harder than I thought. 2 days a week….we can do it. I keep telling myself it is just a season and in a few months things will get back to “normal”. With our shop launch quickly approaching, Sam and I have been going non-stop. We knew a few days of help during this busy season would be the best for everyone…but it breaks my heart into a million pieces to see her cry every time I drop her off at school. It’s one thing leaving her with grandma….it’s another thing to leave her with people she is unfamiliar with (despite how great I know they are!) I’ve heard it’s about a 2-3 week break in process before they start to get in the groove of things and start to enjoy it. The teachers keep telling me she is doing great for her first time, but I know she still doesn’t want to be there. She wants me…she wants her familiar routine, her own crib to nap in, her baby dolls and her sponge bob show. I can only hope she builds some relationships and grows to really love it there. I know she will, it will just take some time. And right now, we are both just trying to get used to it.