I’ve spent a total of 6 days in Sprite’s preschool class (3 hours a day). I’m not sure when I’ll be able to stop going altogether. I did leave the classroom 30 minutes early one day so far, but the opportunity to do so has not repeated itself. I basically need to find a time in the day that I thin she would be completely comfortable with me leaving. As I start to do this, I will be leaving earlier and earlier in small increments. This is definitely the long way round as opposed to the short trek if we decided to resort to medication.
I’m opposed to using the meds with Sprite. They worked wonders for Clarabelle, but hers were very much a necessity. I don’t think we’re at that level with Sprite. I think time and maturity will help her situation.
I’ve been very ambivalent about the need for me to be in class with Sprite. On one hand, I hate that I’m giving up time that was purely ME time during the day. I’ve been a little pouty about that over the past week. Internally, of course. So there is a negative, but I’ve also had time to focus on the positive. This list can go much longer. I’m getting a rare glimpse into my kid’s life. Listening to preschoolers talk is downright hysterical. Their observations can be so endearing. The other day Sprite opened her lunch (in which I had put two chocolate gem donuts) and the little boy sitting next to her looked over and said, “Little Molly has big, big donuts!!” The fact that he called her “Little” just about killed me. They are ALL little.
I don’t know how much longer I’ll be needed in class. I’m hoping we’ll progress quickly. Whatever the case may be, I’m glad that I can be there for Sprite. I hope she appreciates this when she’s older and I’m the last person she wants around 😛