Confession: I’m freaking out about kindergarten. Which starts in about 305 days. “Why?” you ask. Well, in a sentence, I’m afraid they’re going to ruin my Princess. She’s so sweet, innocent and happy. A part of me seriously wants to put her in a bubble and keep her this way. She’s helpful, kind, and loving. She gets excited about everything- whether it’s a trip to the grocery store or a birthday celebration. She rarely whines, always smiles, eats her veggies, and loves learning. Right now she picks friends based on who she likes, sings out loud, and doesn’t think about being cool, boys, or when to talk.
And I’m scared that kindergarten is going to ruin everything.
Well, not kindergarten itself. Elementary school. School in general. Getting older. I don’t know that
we’re she’s I’m ready for the questions and topics that are going to come up in school. I don’t want her to learn about sex. Or that there isn’t a Santa Claus. Or to not be an enthusiastic learner because the boys don’t think it’s cool. Or to be teased about being less than agile. I am so scared of her losing her sparkle that it brings me to tears.
We’re unsure as to what school we’re going to be sending Princess to next year. We’re going to be putting our house on the market this spring in hopes of moving closer to downtown Austin. We’ve heard great things about the school in the neighborhood we want to move to, but I’m worried about budget cuts and my baby getting lost in a class of 25 kids. We’re also looking at a charter school that would be a nightmare commute from our current house, but ok from the new neighborhood. I’ve heard mixed things about the school in this neighborhood, and there’s something about the vibe that I get that doesn’t sit well with me.
So maybe the uncertainty is part of the problem. Or maybe it’s knowing that growing up is going to change her. I’m so scared that the wrong choice by us as parents is going to send her on a path to be a druggie under some stair case. I do have a rational side that knows that having strong parental figures who are active listeners and who guide her throughout her life will help her make good decisions and hopefully raise her to be a successful, happy adult. I can’t help but to worry about her peers, those “bad” kids, and just whatever influences show her a world that I want to shield her from a little bit longer. A bubble is seriously not out of the question.
How did you wrap your head around kindergarten. How do I refrain from over thinking this huge moment in our family’s history?