Preschool

The little one is officially in preschool. After much deliberation--and multiple delays--we said goodbye to our wonderful daycare provider, Jennifer. Jennifer has a home daycare with her own 2 children, her now 3 year old daughter and a 3 month old baby. She never missed a beat with Jasmine and I can only think back to the craziness of our first few months home last year and having the security of knowing that Jasmine was in good hands when I had to go to work. As hard as it was to hand her over to someone else--and worrying that Jasmine might think Jennifer was a better mama then me--I can now see clearly how vital Jennifer was in J's life. Jasmine never made a fuss when we left, took long naps, ate full meals and always showed eagerness and contentment when it was time to go to Jennifer's. Jennifer was affectionate and calm and loved having Jasmine there. And the fact that she was only there 2 days a week made it seem like a playdate.

So why the switch?

Maybe it's selfish of me, but the 35 minute drive to get her there was always hard on me. Our new preschool is 5 minutes from our house. We decided to gradually make the change, so we took Jasmine to school several times before we enrolled her for good. We would stop by to do paperwork or talk to a teacher and let her wander around, so when the day came to leave her, I think she quietly said to herself "It's about time!"

This week was her first official 2 full days at school and now mama has to make a lunch and get her somewhere on time. And just like so many other transitions that we've been through, Jasmine hasn't missed a beat. The teachers are amazed with her and thank US for bringing her in. She eats, sleeps and loves to go to school.

And it's a 5 minute drive...