Yesterday, Claire had her Young Preschoolers Class, and just like all the other times, I barely got a “Bye, Momma!” out of her when I dropped her off and signed her in. I decided to take all of this as a good sign that she’s adjusting well to the independent life I want her to lead. This is, after all, the reason we put her in these classes. The classes meet on Mondays for just an hour-and-a-half, but they are a great way to start nurturing her independent spirit.
Still, I won’t lie; it stung a little.
Barely a wave.
I tried to not let it bother me, and I left quickly…partially for her benefit and partially for mine.
I went to an appointment and ran some errands before making it back to the parking lot a few minutes early.
When it was time to pick her up, she was thrilled to see me. My heart swelled with joy, and I realized that she still loves me. She still needs me. Of course, I already knew this. Duh. Right?
Anyway…imagine my surprise when she showed me a gift she’d made for me in class. Something just for me!
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The teacher had the kids make bracelets with beads and pipe cleaners. What a great idea! They could make one for whomever they chose: someone else or themselves. She chose to make one for me! And she put the beads on all by herself! My new piece of jewelry is gorgeous, and I love it. (And, Claire took this picture of me and my new bracelet when we got home! She did a great job!!)
She babbled all the way home about her adventures in the class and how she’d picked all of the colors “especially for YOU, Momma.” My heart melted and ran all over the front seat of my car when she said that. Why had I even let those other thoughts creep into my mind?
So, I may not get a kiss or a hug every time I leave her for the class, but I get the peace of mind knowing that she’s growing up into a well-rounded, socially-strong individual, who still loves her Momma.
And, sometimes, I get really cool jewelry out of the deal, too.