New Mornings

It was so hard dropping Camilla off at Kindy this morning. She was adamant she didn't want to go. Right from when she woke up "no no no Kindy". But still. Life carries on, and one must do things one doesn't want to do. Important life lessons I think in the long run. But still. Today was the first day I wish I didn't have to say Haere Ra to her each morning after mat time. She cried and cried, and I walked away.

I wish I didn't. But still. I do want to. I want to get home and put Katie in bed and get some peace and quiet. I want to drink my whole cup of tea, run a few lines through some tulle with my sewing machine, gaze at my to do list and do something entirely different, get dishes done without any droppages or "thats sharp!" reminders. 

And then 11.30 rolls around, pick up time. It was only a few hours, but I am glad for the chatter again. 

Have I ever been so torn?

Kindy Begins!

Dear Milla,

Welp. You did it. You started Kindy this week!

You had such a fun morning on Tuesday.

You were so excited about putting your lunch box and drink bottle away. "The man showed me where!". That man being your head teacher.

Everyone welcomed you during Mat Time and we sung a waiata.

You loved the foam "with the sparkly bubbles" in it. It was crazy pink polystyrene, all glued together. I haven't seen anything like it before, but you went straight to it and made meatballs.

You did a beautiful painting with high lighter pink and green paint.

Then you painted on mirror card and did about 5 works of art. 

(I think were going to get A LOT of art coming home soon!!)

You played with the slime table that had egg beaters and glitter in it. Another girl was playing with you and she showed you how to rolls up your sleeves. Then you checked out the blocks and duplo and the outside construction table.

You were shown where the bathrooms were by Alia and used the toilets all by yourself.

You drew on the white board, played with the dolls and figured out where the play kitchens are.

Alia looked after you a little bit and became your little buddy. You both had morning tea together. It was so sweet.

Milla, you were in heaven. So much to do, so much art to make! You were definitely drawn to the creative area of the Kindy. I can't wait to see how it grows you.

It was an absolutely freezing cold day. Freezing your bones kind of cold. After we got out of Kindy (Katie and I stayed with you the whole session) your cough developed into choking and retching and barking, and Katie began coughing as well. We made a quick trip to the doctors to be given steriods for croup to see you through the night.

Since then, you and Katie have been recovering and we have been hibernating in the warmth of our home. Thankfully you don't really realise that you should have gone to kindy for the rest of the week.

But next week we will be at it again, and you'll be going all by yourself. You will LOVE it. I am so proud of you Milla. You're really growing and it brings me so much joy to see you so confidently exploring this world.

Love x

Kindy Starts

The biggest starts Kindy tomorrow morning.

I have completely mixed feelings. I am beyond excited but also terrified. Proud but grieving.

Our little bag is packed with a lunch box, a drink bottle and a spare change of clothes. "Kindy clothes" have been labelled, along with every plastic container we own.

We will get up early in the morning, scoff our breakfast, dash MrMoo to work, return home and dress, and get to Kindy by 8.30am.

I hope we can walk most days as it's just around the corner, across a bridge and through a park, but snow is forecast to be a possibility tomorrow, so we will prepare for a bitterly cold day tomorrow and do our best.

Camilla is ridiculously excited, but seem confused when I said that one day she will be able to go to Kindy all by herself.

That day has finally arrived when we say "Big Girls go to Kindy".

*Sniff*