I know that a million posts have been made from moms (and dads!) across the world on mom-guilt. I am feeling a big dose of it right now.
Adler is set to start preschool (except at his new school, its called play school) on August 11. On the 9th, I will get to go in with him and sit with him while he has his first day, but the 11th, he will be all on his own. Its 3 mornings a week.
I feel good about the decision we made to send him because I think it will do him good to be around other children his own age. At 19 1/2 months, he has actually never really been around children except cousins, and that is not very often.
But. The last thing I want is for preschool to make him a changed man. He is my baby and I want him to stay that way for at least a bit longer. What if something happens to his little personality at preschool? What if he stops being silly, stops being sweet, stops being self-assured?
While I am at it, I am feeling a little worried because for the last 20 months, everything Adler has learned has been from ME (or family). I love that it has been my responsibility. I can't believe I am so quick to give that awesome role to someone else 3 mornings a week. What was I thinking?
I think I must just be getting cold feet. I am excited for him, I am. I think we are doing the right thing, but if not, we can always take him out. I am trying to keep this mole hill a mole hill and not a mountain. Its hard though, because I tend to be over-dramatic.