Back to life, back to reality

Back to life, back to reality

Dh's leave is over so it's back to reality for me...waaahhhh...

DH quipped that I was spoiled while he was on leave. Well, uhm... so true!!! He really had spoiled me. {I feel a scrap page coming!} He really was such a BIG help - he took care of the kids most of the time, feeding them, bathing them, etc. During this last week, he was the one doing the laundry and he folded the mountain of clean clothes I had in the laundry basket. Hooray for him!

Today, I took the whole brood to the library. I had registered DD1 for preschool storytime there. DS used to go there since he was a toddler. But with DD1, I just kept putting it off because it was just such a pain to be taking all of them while I was pregnant. Anyway, I finally got her registered. I planned on registering her for the toddlertime group to ease her into this type of school set-up. Mommies could stay with the kids in this class. However, it was closed already. What they had open was the preschool story time. Parents could not stay with the kids. Knowing how DD1 is, I was not 100% sure if she was going to let me leave her there. But I decided to try it anyway. I figured that if it did not work for her, I could always simply pull her off the program. So, yesterday, I started psyching her up for the class. At first, she said that she did not want to go. I did not force her. I just kept bringing up the subject and asking her if she changed her mind yet. then I reminded her of how we used to go with her kuya and they would borrow books when the class was finished. this proved to be the winning argument for going. Her face lit up and slowly nodded her head. She said she was okay about going. Her treat was that she could borrow 3 books after the class. Pretty cheap, eh? LOL!

So, this morning, I took her to the library. As soon as we entered, I felt her stiffen and her cheeks were red. Talagang mahiyain itong anak ko! But I could also sense that she was really trying her best to conquer her fear. And I am so proud of her! We got her nametag and chose a spot for her to sit on. Then I calmly told her that they were going to close the door soon and I was going to wait for her outside. I asked her if she was going to be ok and she just nodded her head. I was a little worried, I must admit but I knew that this was something she had to do. And the class passed without incident. I came back in to pick her up and she was standing there waiting for me. And she told me that she had fun. Her cheeks were still red though, so she was still a ilttle shy but I could see that she was ok with being on her own there. My little girl is indeed growing up.

This wasn't a huge milestone or anything but I felt so much pride seeing her do this on her own. It was a wonderful experience to see her testing her wings and taking a small step to expanding her world. Moments like these swell my heart with pride and love and make me give myself a small pat on the back - yes, I'm doing something right with my kids.