A mother's worry

I never worried about H when she started Kindergarten. She was always confident and ready for school. She didn't have trouble separating from me. She knew I would be back. She was eager to make new friends and see what the world held for her. 

My boy on the other hand...I am very very nervous about him starting Kindergarten tomorrow. Take away the stress I've had all summer over this transfer red-tape and policy. He is spirited and I worry that it will go over like a lead balloon in school. He has improved so much this summer but his level of frustration is still very short and his anxiety in new situations can lead to more behaviors emerging that normally would not. I'm worried that a school that can't even keep track of my paperwork is supposed to keep track of my boy. I'm worried that he might not remember to go with the childcare lady after school is through despite the extra steps I am taking tomorrow morning to help with this transition. I worry that he will be sad that he is not with his sister in the same school. I worry that no one at this school knows him if he needs help. They know who he is at his sister's school. I'm worried. This is my baby after all. My last one...or so Don tells me. 

He is so small for his age. When we went to do a little back to school shopping, guess what size pants we had to get for him. 3T! And only those that had the adjustable elastic waist. 

I have to just hope that things are going to go smoothly. This is a public school. They are supposed to know what they are doing. I just don't have the confidence in this school to give them that trust. 

N has told me several times today that he does not want to start school. I know he is nervous about starting at a new school where none of his pre-school friends are. He has asked to call his best buddy several times. He is missing the familiar. Nervous about what lies ahead in this unknown place that we had not anticipated him having to go to. I don't think he would be as nervous if he was going to school with his sister. 

I hate this policy. I guess I will be back on my rounds of phone calls to the schools and various people at the district office again starting tomorrow and through the week. They must just love me.