It’s been a loooooong week.
Yesterday was Finn’s last day of preschool. I was okay dropping him off in the morning, but when I picked him up in the afternoon, I embarrassed myself by letting loose the waterworks. I was bawling, seriously. I hate goodbyes. I’m not a fan of change. This is what we want for Finn, and while I do believe in my heart that it’s what’s right for him, it doesn’t make it easy to undertake. The preschool has been a haven for him, and truth be told, I have no idea if his new school will be. It is very difficult for me to face having to send him out there and entrust him to a completely new set of strangers. There is so much I worry about. The fact that he’s not yet potty trained weighs very, very heavily on me. How will lunchtime go? He’s never had to eat out of a lunchbox before. Will they keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn’t bolt? It’s an open campus, as are all the elementary schools here. That scares me. And no matter what, there is going to be a period of adjustment – there are just no two ways about it. And it’s impossible to predict how smooth or how rocky that adjustment will be.
And the things is, there is no way to prepare Finn for any of this. He still has no idea that yesterday was his last day at preschool. He doesn’t understand that he will be going to a new school in a few days.
The principal of the school he will be attending called me a couple of days ago to introduce herself and welcome us to the school. That was nice – I really appreciated her reaching out to me. It was a good call. She seems eager to help make Finn’s transition into the school as painless as possible, and invited me to bring him to meet his teacher and classmates and just hang out for a while, so we’re going to do that Monday morning, and then he’ll officially start on Tuesday. Hopefully we’ll get to meet his aide, as well.
Meanwhile, Michael’s job is suddenly in flux. The firm he’s been with for the better part of twelve years is . . . in transition, let’s say. And we have no idea where this will leave Michael. He had to fly up north for the day today on very short notice for a meeting, and . . . ack.
So between all that, it feels a little like we’re flying in separate orbits right now.