FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

Today is my youngest child's first day of school... real school that is.... you see, last year we entered her into some sort of playschool for the summer and I do not really know for sure if it's the effect of it being still summer and not really time for school or maybe she was just too young at the time that after only two weeks, she just quit and announced to everyone that she doesn't want to go to school anymore. I guess this was aggravated by her complaint that the teacher wasn't at all fun and merely made her copy some letters on the blackboard. Maybe it was the teacher's fault since she should have kept lessons light and fun for the kids; it being summer and all ... well, I'm just glad that the summer class was free!

In a way, I was a teensy bit worried that she may end up hating school and all her future teachers!!! But with all the excitement that I see in her as the first day of school approaches, I figured maybe there's a chance she'd just might enjoy school yet!!!

Funny how time flies so fast huh... and how one never realize how it does until moments like these come along. For me, seeing my little baby go to school suddenly reminded me of the first time I saw her... all pink and fuzzy as she quietly slept ... and how I thanked God for giving me such a wonderful child ... and the next moment she's learning to walk ... now she's going to school ... next, she'll be bringing home boyfriends ... oh, dear...

It is during these moments that I wish there was some way to slow down my kid's growth process ... kids grow up so fast these days that every time I look, I'm surprised at the changes I see in her --- often when I get home from work she'd come running waving to me a new drawing she's made or how she was able write her own name by herself (well, nickname to be more precise!) But I guess that's just how moms are ---everything she does has not ceased to amaze me...

It is also during moments like this that I envy stay-at-home moms and wish that I had more time to watch her grow and learn new things... how I wish I was there when she took her first step, uttered her first word, wrote her first letter ... I also wished I was there to hold her hand as she walks to school today - but I can't... work beckons and it must be heeded lest our budget fall short for the month if I went even an hour late... ah, the pitfalls of an 8-5 working mom...

I could rant some more but I guess there's really nothing I can do about it... I should count myself lucky that my daughter is being cared for by my husband's sister so I know she's in good hands even if I'm not by her side... but still.... I hate not being there for her... and not seeing her grow up with each passing day

And so I must content myself with stories of how she spent her day... I just hope she never gets tired of telling me how her day at school went --- how bad she felt if some classmate teased her ... or how good it felt to be the first to finish a seat work in class... now... I can't wait to get home...