Taking care of baby
September 19, 2009 § 2 Comments
As you may, or may not know (depending on whether you are following me on twitter @samthewlis) my son, my firstborn started school this week.
I was painfully aware of how much of a bigger deal this was going to be for me, rather than him, and sure enough, as Monday morning loomed large, J’s only concern was his uniform. On style grounds.
Once we had got over that hurdle, having discovered that, yes, everybody WAS wearing the same thing, he was fine. He even acquiesced to going back on a second, third and even fourth day without complaining. Too much.
On Thursday evening, however, he asked me why I had picked that school for him. As previously, I replied that I had picked the best school for him because he was the best boy. “But it’s full of silly people and naughty people”.
He then proceded to tell me that he didn’t like anyone in his class, with the exception of a friend who had gone over from nursery, and that one boy was scratching him like a monster and another was jumping on him and scaring him.
And it was then, after those four short days, that the reason I was so upset came to fruition.
I don’t think I am an over-protective mum. I understand they have to learn things for themselves, graze their knees, bruise their egos. I try not to wrap them in cotton wool. But now he’s at school, I can’t protect him anymore. I have to rely on people I don’t know to look after my most precious baby, when they don’t love him like I do, don’t know how fabulous he is (yet) and have 20 other children to take up their time and attention.
Now, you might think I am a quivering wreck who has never left her child with anyone else before. Not so, J went to nursery from 15 months old. I don’t know why I worry so much more about school. Perhaps it’s because it’s the start of him really having to fend for himself- the last four and a bit years have passed as I took a breath, so before I know it, he’ll be gone.
This post is not really about fears for my son’s safety, it is the best schoola round, he is a confident and friendly child and I know he will be fine. I’m just not sure I will be…