Saturdays are about parenting and babies over here at More Cowbell. This week, it’s also about Fast Draft, the challenge I’m in where we try to write 20 pages a day. Because my twenty pages are looming, I’ll keep this brief.
Baby Girl started pre-school a few months back and I’ve had mixed feelings about it.
One the one hand, she’s GONE all day!! Out of my hair, not underfoot, away during the high-productivity times of day. *throws confetti*
On the other hand, she’s GONE all day…and I miss her terribly, and wonder what she’s doing. And we get regular opinions from others about her behavior.
Hubby and I were talking about the pros and cons of pre-school at dinner.
In the “thumbs up” column:
- Baby Girl eats so much better, it’s like having a different kid.
- She’s being exposed to other kids, something she doesn’t get at home.
- She cleans up her toys without prompting now.
- Her godfather works at her school and he loves having her there.
- We miss her and want to spend quality time with her when she comes home.
- Other people besides us have influence on her behavior.
In the “thumbs down” column:
Other people besides us have influence on her behavior.
Psychologically, this was a big deal for me. As a parent, you want your kid to have lots of experiences, opportunities and new friends…but it’s scary as hell.
It’s hard to let go.
It’s hard to wonder what she’s doing all day.
It’s hard to let my only baby grow up.
And it’s hard to pay others to help me parent better (because trust me, the pre-school teachers regularly give us suggestions).
My mother always told me that “her job as a parent was to make sure I could live without her.”
Considering she passed away when I was 35 years-old, this turned out to be a damn good goal.
I think of my mom whenever I get the “I’m doing this all wrong” parenting blues. Whenever my daughter’s pre-school teachers tell me “I need to make her do what I tell her to do” or that “she’s stubborn.” (Like this was a big surprise.)
These are good qualities in the long run. I want a child who knows her own mind and is stubborn enough to make her thoughts and dreams into reality. So, I smile and thank them, and continue to try to be the best parent I can. And I try not to let that nasty “you’re doing this all wrong” voice get the best of me.
How do you handle the “letting go” part of parenting? Pre-school…middle school…college… Which has proved to be the most difficult stage for you as a parent (so far)? Enquiring minds love to know these things here at More Cowbell!