It’s hard to tell your life story while you’re living it.
Aaron and I recently decided to switch Elayna’s daycare. She’s enjoyed the current daycare for over 2-years but a combinations of factors (new mediocre teacher, friend at another center, desire for more curriculum, weather patterns on Mars) have made us dissatisfied. Not rage-against-the-man dissatisfied, just itching-what-if-there’s-something-else dissatisfied.
So in 2 weeks Elayna will begin her preschool career at Goddard Schools. The facility is smaller and closer to our house. Her teacher is adorable, the activities are impressive, and she already has 2 friends there. On her trial day yesterday, she walked right in and had a fabulous day!
But today was the hardest part: breaking up with Tutor Time. A painful “It’s not you, it’s me” breakup. The 2 directors took the news admirably well, asked for my opinions on Goddard, were very caring and professional. At the end, I felt near to tears and they were comforting me…. how embarrassing.
This all leads me to ponder how I will look back on this decision in retrospect. It’s hard to tell your life story while you’re living it, and yet that’s the basic premise of this blog. In 2 years will I look back with disapproval at our current decision? Will we applaud our courage to make a change? Or will this be our molehill that’s expanded to gynormous proportions in my worry-filled mind? I don’t know. All I know is that Elayna seems happy about the new school and it appears to be the best option. And I suppose that’s the best parenting we can do.
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