A Junior, Family matters, Kids, Memorable Moments

The First Chapter

I’m a curious blend of anxiety and nervous anticipation right now. The D-day has arrived. Last many days I’d been cursing myself under my breath for acting so hastily and almost called the whole thing off. One part of me kept on blaming me for not thinking it through, whereas the other part was more welcoming and backed my decision supportively. The thought’s been nagging me endlessly day and night though. Am I doing the right thing? Or am I subjecting him to something that he’s not yet ready for?

In case you’re new here you’d wonder what I’m talking about, whereas the more informed ones would probably guess it right. I’m talking about my son’s playgroup which is starting from tomorrow. If you’ve missed the first part of this post you can read it here.

I called up at his school yesterday to confirm the date (and hoping it would be postponed, which wasn’t happening). It is going to be for all but one hour for now, and imagine my amazement when I’m asked to bring along a lunch-box, water bottle, an extra set of clothes and what not! What do kids do there? Arm wrestling in the mud which will make them hungry enough to eat with strangers and a bunch of other toddlers, who they hardly know? What would they do if he cries the moment I leave? What if some other kid towers over him and hits him?

It were these and many more such questions that my mind was preoccupied with all day, even when I went to buy a new Pokemon lunch-box and water bottle for him (which he selected himself!). A’s been trying to calm my nerves down, even offering to take a leave and accompany us. Though it sounded pretty tempting I declined it saying (uncertainly) that I can handle it on my own.

I know it’s not my first day at school, but on my first day all this worrying was done by my Mom, not me! As she recalled this morning I happily waved her good-bye when I entered my class. I hope the same happens tomorrow too, only the ‘what-in-case-it-doesn’t-happen’ part is tough to settle with.

Wish me luck!!!

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  1. Awwww… You know what Varsh, if he "happily waves you good-bye when he enters his class", we will have another post here where you'll whine about how your baby has grown up and doesnt need you anymore. 😛 Hai na? You crazy mothers. :D:D(I am also saying those last words to my sister as I type them)Hugs to Baby A for his first day out. 🙂

  2. Oh o! Sweetheart ! HUGS to you and alls gonna be well with A junior..and you will be fine soon with this arrangement :)How about getting another baby in the lap 😉

  3. @G: You are so right G! Even when at home he does some 'mature' stuff, like asking for a plate rather than throwing tidbits of food on the floor and then eating them or lovingly caressing me when I'm lying down, I feel he's grown up so fast! :PCrazy mothers..you can say that…but wait till your time comes and we'll see if you're any different! :D@Nu: For the first part..I sure hope so dear! :)Second part..You make me a Masi first…then I'll take the plunge! 😛

  4. hahaah… tu chal main aayi … 😉

  5. You see my experience is good enough for now…I'll give away some 'gyaan' first before getting some more 😛

  6. hahaah..experienced ko thoda aur experienced hona chahiye so that they don't fail in giving the gyan you see..the more the merrier…kids and experience both 😉

  7. experience the more the merrier…but kids…tauba tauba…family planning wale peeche pad jayenge!!

  8. hahah this is not China 😛 Yeh India hai meri jaan…lage raho munna bhai 🙂 LOL

  9. Now come on Nu…Hum do hamare do…se ab Hum do hamara ek ho gaya…aur tu keh rahi hai…Lage Raho…bole to ye kuch samajh mein nahi aaya Mamu! 😛

  10. And I was FIRST there! *Applause Applause* Clap for me people, I barely get time to comment on any blogs and here I am a first. 🙂

  11. Poor you! I can entirely sympathise with you there. I have been there twice, see? But since i am commenting on the D-day, i hope it went off very well. It is separation anxiety — for the mothers, that is.

  12. It always is more difficult for the parents..I know..since I went through the same and a lot more when we started sending Buzz to daycare.The silver lining is that they won't remember any of this..and years later we will be telling them how it all went just like your mom is telling you now.So hang in there..everything is going to be fine :)..PS: Hugs..

  13. And again..where are my comments..I posted 10 mins back 🙁 🙁

  14. Here is what I said..It always is more difficult for the parents..I know..since I went through the same and a lot more when we started sending Buzz to daycare.The silver lining is that they won't remember any of this..and years later we will be telling them how it all went just like your mom is telling you now.

  15. @G: YAY G!!! *Applause Applause*You sure have been missing…keep up with us!!! :D@Seeta: Separation anxiety it is! And I've just come back so I can say it wasn't for nothing. He played and ate for fun but suddenly burst out crying for no reason! From where I was I could hear him and rushed there pronto! I need to grow up first I think :PWelcome here 🙂

  16. @Comfy: Hugs hugs hugs!!! I badly need them right now :(It is tougher for parents, really! I had a lump in my throat when I left him there and almost cried on the phone when A called to inquire with us. Yeah they won't remember anything, but we will, for sure. It is so very tough to let go!!Your comment has appeared here, hope on the other post too 🙂

  17. Hi Varsh,The first day is always the worst — for the mother, that is. I am positive that fathers will fare worse. All their macho posturing goes for a toss when junior starts bawling! So take heart. Hope today was better. The best news is that it will get betterer and betterer. Chin up!

  18. Oh yes..I've seen A getting more tense and emotional in matters relating to A Junior. While I can cry my heart out, he maintains a dignified painful silence which he feels I can't sense. Not 'macho' stuff works!And tell you what, today was better, really. He did cry a bit, but he stayed there for more than an hour and a half as compared to the mere half hour yesterday. 🙂

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