Pinay Mom on Motherhood, Etc.

My 4-year-old is currently in private preschool. We started him off in July of last year and he was put in a “prepper” class, and was promoted to “preschool” in less than 2 months after having been toilet-trained. Alan and I have been very satisfied with hwe his development has progressed despite the cost as he now speaks very fluently, he has started to be more socially adept, and he has become more creatively inclined.

He was recently accepted for Pre-k admission in the public school closest to us and we brought him with us today as we acknowledged acceptance of admission.

He showed some reluctance at the sight of how big the school was. He kept saying he wanted to go to his pre-school class — and yet we could see that part of him wanted to explore the long corridor.

I can only imagine how he is afraid of moving on, and how comfortable and secure he feels in the smaller classroom he’s in right now. But at least he has time to adjust to this bigger world of pre-k. I can’t believe he’s grown up so much.

In the meantime, I’m here to savor guiding him through each day. I know it won’t be long before he let’s go of Mommy’s hand and insists on going at it alone. So here I am clinging to him tightly — not quite ready to let go myself.