My gorgeous girl, you took a big step this week. In fact, we both did.
Preschool. So exciting. So much to learn and discover.
Your first day went well. You arrived with a spring in your step and a smile on your face. We were very proud of you.
I know you missed me, I missed you too.
You were tired. It was a long day for you, and it was hot. Really hot. You wanted me at rest time, but your teachers told me what a grown up girl you were, understanding that it would soon be time to go home and settling down for some quiet time.
You were so happy to see me at pick up, and I was so pleased to see you.
You told me about your day, gradually. At first you assured me you had done nothing, all day. Which made me realise just how grown up you are!
Slowly, details emerged. You had gone to the park and painted and played with play dough. You had listened to a story about a cat, with buttons.
You went back today, happy.
I know it will take you a little while to get used to this new routine. It’s going to take me a little while too.
When we moved to the US you were only a few months old. I look at you now, so grown up, and I wonder at where these past three years have gone. So fast, so busy, so fun.
I am very grateful that I have been able to spend my days with you, and for all that it has been hard work and exhausting, it has been a privilege to watch you grow.
I wish so much for you in this exciting new adventure of yours.
My beautiful girl.