Ok, so DD is starting nursery today, she is 3.3. I have been rather looking forward to it, looking forward to getting some time to myself and looking forward to DD getting some time to play with other children and get some independence. But today is the day and im full of butterflies, i don't want her to go, i feel sick. Once i hand her over to "school" then she is not my baby anymore! This i am sure happened with DD1, now 18 - she started play school and that was it, all of a sudden she was 18 and i don't know where the time went
Of course i am going to send her, i stay with her today but tomorrow i only get to stay for the first ten minutes. The irony being that she wont give a flying fart if im there or not as she will be happy playing. She has already said to me - "you can leave me there mummy and go to work".
My baby is a little girl now . She has speech delay but is getting better - yesterday she went into a shop by herself (i stood in the doorway with the dog) and asked for "i'd like a mini milk and a coke for my mummy" I could have cried with pride .
Oh, im all of an emotional quivver