And the cycle begins..

My son is almost a year and a half old, and as is the norm these days I got him enrolled in a playgroup. The whole process was unbelievably complicated and lengthy. First, to zero-in on the best ones and secondly to shortlist those that are convenient. And then, as always there are people who give unwarranted advice and increase your bewilderment further.
I went with full zest to find out all about them; the atmosphere, the attitude of teachers, the playing area, the activities, everything! Needless to say, only the one I found fit for my kiddo was chosen. But now that the formalities are done with, I’m having my own doubts about sending my son there or not itself! 😦
He’s learnt to speak all but a few words, cannot eat on his own and is a pampered little kid. I mean, he’s so small. Isn’t it unfair to him to make him leave the loving cushion of his family and go out in the world on his own? What’ll he do if he needs me? How’ll he tell anyone what he wants? God, I’m going crazy!!
When I told A what I felt, the only reply I got was that he had to do all the things that kids of his age do or he’ll feel left out. May be he’s right. However I find my motherly instincts calling out suddenly (and more frequently these days) and I feel this urge to just hug my son tightly and not let go.
I don’t know if I’m overreacting or whether all moms go through this stage. Next time I talk to my mom I’ll make it a point to ask her about what she felt when she dropped me to school the first time. I’m sure she must’ve waited outside my class nervous and worried as to how I must be doing, since I know I’m going to do the same. That’s how all moms are!! 🙂
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4 thoughts on “And the cycle begins..

  1. Yep..thats how MOM's are. Strangely i remember partly my first day..there were balloons and chocolates which i was busy gathering and i was searching for my MOM and all i did end up doing was collecting them and getting to see more balloons…and it was raining heavily outside. Nez, A is correct…everything has its own time…don't worry…things would boil down fine…

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  2. I know..what I found unnerving was the thought of seeing my sweetie in a uniform and bringing home workbooks and picture books and all…but that's how it is…

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  3. How sweet is that Varsh !! I'm feeling so cute about A going to school now 🙂 These are the building days of his life…so yes hold him right but don't hold him tight 🙂 Papa A is right..just let it go…mothers will be mothers always na !

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