The long-anticipated day, the day that I knew would tear my heart into shreds, came and went.
The girls were SO excited and were 'counting sleeps' to kindergarten, starting at about 70 sleeps. Although, it didn't quite go as I had it all planned in my head... we got thru it.
Ever since they were little, I had dreams/expectations of little life's milestones. Preschool graduation was one. Seeing all those little kiddos lined up with a graduation hat, not knowing what the heck they were doing or why they were doing it... but standing in front of their moms, dads, and families being SO proud of themselves...I was SO excited to experience that moment with the girls. That didn't happen with the pandemic. I thought, "Okay... that's okay. Totally understand. At least I'll still get to experience the first day of kindergarten with them" (At our school the parents get to spend the first day with them.) Two weeks before school starts, we got an email saying that was cancelled. This was also after their Kindergarten Open House was cancelled last March. I like to know what's going on... I always have to have a plan. So, I was slowly starting to unravel... selfishly because I had 'this vision' and these moments I wanted to have with them... and because NOTHING has gone 'normal' for my girls. Pregnancy... birth... infancy... and now pre-school... Pitty party? Yep. But damn it!!!
The girls don't know what they're missing. It's made it quite a bit easier, and we just buck up and keep going forward.
Even before the girls were born, Donny and I both agreed that we were going to separate them into different classes when they started school. Our main reason was that we knew they were going to be spending every. waking. minute. with each other... it's time to spread their wings! They had NO problems with knowing they'd be separated when we told them they would have different teachers.
We got a letter in the mail two weeks ago that Danika has Ms. Tuohy, and Johnalyn has Mrs. Bushman. The girls had Meet the Teacher/Assessments on Tuesday. Johnalyn was so nervous, she didn't do the best on her assessment. Danika rocked it. They found their rooms, their chair, put their supplies away, and got the rundown on ALL the 'new' social distancing rules. Again, I'm SO thankful they know no different, because for me as an adult... it was overwhelming and heartbreaking. BUT, if this prevents any kind of covid outbreak, it's 150% worth it.
Parents are not allowed in the building. Their class sizes are 20 per teacher... but they are separated in two groups. So, really, their class size is 10 (classmates they have contact with). They get to eat in the cafeteria, but are spaced 6 feet apart. They have to wear masks in the room, except for designated mask breaks. They have phy ed, but it will be outside. Once it gets cold out, they will be doing 'moderate' activity next to their desk in the classroom. The library is closed, and there is a 'mobile library' that will come to their room. The water fountains are shut off, and must have a water bottle (This is important to note...). When they stand in line, they have to have an arms width between each other. So much for these little ones to remember and change in habits, especially when they're Love Language is physical touch (Danika - as you can see in the pictures below)... Even with all these new guidelines, the girls were still SO excited.
SO! Yesterday came... first day of Kindergarten. The girls were way more excited than I thought. I was struggling to keep them in the door at 6:30am!
One thing the teachers iterated to me, as the adult/parent, "Just make sure they have their name tag, mask, and their water bottle." Yep! Got it! I can do that... right?? Apparently not...
I got the girls to school... Waited for the doors to open at 7:46, a para came out and got the girls and other kindergartners and walked them to their room. I was pretty dang proud of them... They didn't even ask for a hug and kiss (talk about breaking mama's heart)... The school's organization was incredible. I got back to the van, decided to drive into Rochester and get some coffee... and sulk. Got home, and CRAP!!! Right on the table were their name tags and water bottles. Mom Fail Day 1!!! I emailed the teachers quick.. and then I ran it to school to drop off the tags and water bottles. I got an email from both teachers around 11:30 that the girls were doing great. Dani was the helper for the day and "hasn't stopped smiling." and Johni was pretty quiet but doing well.
I picked them at 2:45, and was met with two little scowling girls. They did NOT want me to pick them up because they wanted to ride. the. bus. Oh they were angry!! Danika was also sad because her feet hurt and they didn't do ANY science experiments. Tough. Crowd. They had about an hour-ish meltdown...BUT, they were up and ready to do it all over again today! I thought it would be easier for us since we're so used to a daycare center, but I don't think that's so true... So many little puzzle pieces, and a whole new slew of emotions! It's such a change of pace for us, but we'll find our groove... just like everyone does.