My baby starts Kindergarten tomorrow. My first child started kindergarten in 1979. A lot has changed since then. Kids seem older at a younger age. Teachers don't have the resources they used to have. All I know is my heart is going to be left behind when I give a kiss and say goodbye. I am going to trust the teacher to care for him, and listen to him. (Hopefully he will listen to her). I don't like seeing my little guy growing up. It is happening too fast. Raising him feels like it's on borrowed time, which I never felt the first time around. He is so precious to me. He is my little prince.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Parenthood
Today, it struck me that there should be a place for struggling parents to go for help and support. Something like a twelve step program, to give help, strength, understanding, fellowship and hope.
Being the parent of a child who appears on the outside to be flaw free, but on the inside has challenges to overcome, had opened up the truth about just how isolating that can be.
It has become apparent to me that there are several other parents of kids at our school who have similar issues. They struggle, just like me....
There have been few mornings this pre-k year that my child and I have not parted with great anxiety. It isn't the end of the world.by any means, but living it day after day is frustrating, confusing, exhausting, embarrassing and just plain hard. Some days it takes hours to shake the picture of him clinging to me begging me not to go.
I have witnessed other parents going through different, but consistent struggles with their little ones.
Just to be heard, even if not understood can be so helpful. I feel sorry that it has taken me the whole year to really notice the need for a support group.
The simple truth is, not all kids are easy to manage.
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