I have been asked numerous times, just when will I be sending my almost 3 year old off to preschool and almost every time I don’t know what to say. You see, when it comes to packing off your little one for a few hours a week some are in the mindset of wait until they are older, some are on team send them early and get them used to it. However I think I don’t fall on either end of that spectrum. You see, truth be told I don’t want to send her at all.
I want to keep her all to myself! As a stay at home mother I get the privilege of being this little ones Mother, Friend, Opponent, Carer, Entertainer all rolled into one. Now don’t get me wrong, its not all singing songs and crafts its actually pretty hard. It would be hard to forget the loneliness you feel, especially in the early days when its just you and baby and bundles of clothes to be put away and the hoover that’s been sitting out for 4 days that you still haven’t had a chance to use. It would be easy for me to skim over the tantrums, and constant questions and the fear she will somehow break the dog, but overall being at home with her is the best job I have ever had. I am yet to hear of another position where you can stay in your pj’s all day, not brush your hair, not get everything done to a deadline and still have the boss give you a cuddle at the end of the day. So you see, I know I am blessed to do what I do, but its her I worry for.
As I said, I know I’m getting a good deal out of this arrangement but I cant help but feel maybe she is getting short changed. You see there is only so much I can do with her before real life kicks in. Before I need to make dinner, or run errands or clean the house. At which point she is on her own. Now obviously I don’t mean physically, but just on her own. To play alone, or have her snack alone, and I wonder how much she would enjoy having friends of her own. That question has been niggling at me for awhile.
Today while making my bed, I could hear her talking to herself. The conversation was with “Wendy”……….. turns out Wendy is a girl who owns a green and white monkey and has been hanging out at our house for some time. Apparently Wendy comes to the house everyday to play. When I pushed for more details about our invisible house guest it became clear that Wendy actually means a great deal to her. She says Wendy comes over to run around and play with Duke (her teddy) As she reamed off the things she does with Wendy and told me “Wendy was a very good girl” my heart cracked a little. My little girl had found a friend and I couldn’t help but think that maybe it was out of necessity that she did! And so I welcomed Wendy into our home and at the same time opened my mind to the idea that maybe a couple of mornings in preschool wouldn’t do any harm. After all, she was already making friends outside of me anyway!