SOOOO... On Saturday when I went to vote I saw a brand new early childhood development center. On Monday I called promptly at 9 a.m. and was told there was two spaces left, I swear to you that I have never got myself and Sabrina ready so fast, no shower,no teeth brushed, hair barely combed and we were off to get an application. We were told that all she needs to do is get a physical, and I had to attend parent orientation ( 10/21/08 @ 9:30) then she can go to SCHOOL the next day.
As soon as I got home I called and scheduled the physical (it was my lucky day). I got an appointment for this morning 10/21/08 @ 8:15 a.m. We get to the physical and Sabrina is in perfect health, the doctor was even shocked at how tall she is, she is 44 1/2" tall and weighs 45 pounds ( I would never have guessed she is sooo skinny)!!!! the kid is not even 4 yet!!!
So we go in the little room, and wait.....Sabrina was so excited?? The doctor comes in and is asking questions, how does Sabrina eat, what food she likes.. I start to answer , and my child says "SHHHH I'm getting a check-UP"!! so I said " oh ok, excuse me". I swear If I tried to answer any question, she would remind me it was HER check-up. She looked a little scared so I said "you are being such a BIG girl" Sabrina says "I know MOMMY shhh"!
I was informed by the doctor that she needed a chicken pox vaccine and a Flu shot. UH OH (I'm thinking) as we are waiting for the nurse I am trying to prepare her that she is getting two shots, and she was still smiling (totally did not understand). The nurse comes in and puts her on my lap
and gives her the first shot... no tears at all she just said ouch that hurt! but the next shot... she screams "mommy that lady keeps pinching me, shes not nice"!
After all of this, I raced back home where my mom was waiting to watch Sabrina for me. I told Sabrina to tuck and roll and shoved her out of the car :) and headed to the parent orientation.
On Monday my baby will start her first day of preschool!!! She is going to love it,but I am soo nervous, I hate to leave her... but then I keep thinking M-F 8a.m.- 11a.m. I am free to get work done uninterrupted!!!! I don't know if I should smile or cry.
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Oh, I remember those days...so exciting, full of anxiety, tears, and rejoicing in just being alone.
HOw funny. You are braver than I. I want Rissa to go to preschool but, I just can't do it. I rationalize it many ways but, it just seems like she'll be so old. I can't believe you held your child while some strange lady pinched her. What kind of a mom are you?
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