She had a grin on her face that could not be wiped off. We could have walked out without her even noticing. In fact, we debated whether we should disrupt things by saying our goodbyes or just quietly sneak out.
We did decide to give her a hug and kiss and say, "Have a good day." And she obliged by giving us each a hug. There were no tears, on either side. It was a peaceful and joyful drop off. I did decide I would stay at home or at least close by all day, in case there were issues. But there weren't.
When I went to pick SB up, she was happy to see me. But she was so busy playing she couldn't bother to come over to give me a hug. I had to ask for it. She gave me a big one, but then went right back to playing. She was not the least bit interested in going home.
The teacher told me she did great. She did not sleep at nap time, which does not surprise me. I thought that might be an issue, at least initially. It's just such a different environment. But other than that she had a fantastic day. It was exactly what I hoped for. And it reinforced our decision.
Here are a few pics from the start of the day:
Look, they have cool stuff here!
The red one goes there...
Put me down, Daddy! I have things to explore!
OK, OK, I'll pose for pictures, but would you hurry up?
The play kitchen is always a favorite.
At the sensory table.
So, how did I spend my first child-free day in almost two years? Well I didn't sleep in. That would have been my first choice. But I had to rise even earlier than usual to make sure she was up, fed, dressed and ready to go. Hubby made a comment about my ability to do so. I believe he has forgotten how I used to breastfeed every two hours around the clock and was still able to function. I can handle getting up a little early, believe me.
Once we got her settled and I returned home, I was overwhelmed by how strange it was to be alone in the house. I almost didn't know what to do with myself. Which in itself was weird. I have experienced plenty of alone time before. I was single until I was 38 years old for crying out loud. But this was different; my first real alone time since SB was born.
I had plenty of time to indulge in some activities which are very rare in my life these days. I took a very long, leisurely shower. I shaved my legs. I actually styled my hair. All of the above seemed foreign to me. I ran some errands. My big indulgence of the day? A pedicure. Hey, I live in Florida. We're still wearing our flip flops down here.
Moving forward, SB's school days will not all be so relaxing. For the next several weeks, I have a to do list about a mile long as I work to get my condo ready to put on the market. It's going to be crazy. After that, I plan to dedicate this time to my writing. I'm going to treat it just as I would a job.
When I did have a career, I was expected to be at the office for a specific period. I did not spend my days talking on the phone or surfing the Internet. I worked. I fulfilled my duties. And that is how I plan to approach my writing. No, I don't have a literary agent or book contract - yet. But once I do I will really need to take my writing seriously. Might as well start now.
Of course, it's not really like I have two whole days without her. Let's not go crazy. She is in school from 9AM - 3PM. You'd be amazed how quickly that time can go! But I'll take it. And love it! And be happy to go pick her up and give her a big hug and kiss and bring her home. Assuming she even notices I have arrived...