My little big boy had his first solo morning at Waldorf kindergarten today.
He has been waiting and looking forward to this day, and jumped in with both feet.
I was a little more miserable. I wonder how many mothers wander the towns on first days of school and kindergarten, a little teary eyed, a little lost.
Luckily, my husband had the morning off and we made the most of spending a little time together by ourselves.
We went to a cafe and narrowed down the baby name list a bit, and wandered aimlessly around the park for a while, before driving back to the kindergarten way too early and sitting in the car park, waiting for pick-up time.
I’m sure I’ll get used to it all. After all, this is just the beginning of a whole new era. And I am so grateful we are off to a good start; I know he will have the best time with his new friends.
I will just have to get used to having a few mornings a week of space and time where things can get done – I shall better make the most of that, it won’t be too long before I have a new little one for company.