okay. Thursday should have been titled “School orientation” not first day of school.
I discovered the difference today.
Thursday I got to go in with Ginny and play on the floor.
Thursday was only for an hour and I got to stay with Ginny.
Thursday we got to follow her around her classroom with a camera like paparazzi (or completely crazed first-time-parents)
Today we had to walk her to her door and barely got a chance to snap three quick photos before she was off to play….
Today she didn’t look back.
Today I had to walk away and not check back in on her. There is no one-way viewing window here like there is in her nursery. I had to go four hours without knowing if my Ginny was having a good day, or was having a meltdown or something in between.
Today Martin had to practically wrestle me to the car to get me to leave her. I hadn’t thought it would be so hard to do. I knew I was coming back very shortly. I knew she was in good hands. I’ve left her with my mom for 8 or more hours at a time, why was this so difficult?
then it hit me – I can’t call. I can’t check. I can’t call the director of the school and have her go poke her head into Ginny’s classroom whenever I feel like I need an update.
I guess I have to grow up now. ick.
Anyway, here are photos from Ginny’s first actual day at the Early Learning Program
We got a great report when we came back to get Ginny. She didn’t have any conflict issues, or separation issues. She ate her snack and her lunch. She was happy to see us. There is at least one other adopted child in her class, which is very good news. And…the teachers said that Ginny spent a fair amount of time trying to comfort the other kids who were upset. She patted them on their backs and made cheerful sounding chatter at them.
Isn’t that sweet?
and best of all – Ginny was super tired and CUDDLY for the rest of the day. So I got lots of huggses and ticklins in to make up for being deprived all morning.