As we were preparing her for preschool we made the mistake to use it as the motivation for doing things by herself. We said things like “you need to go pee all by yourself if you want to go to preschool.” Big mistake. It worked at first but then she decided it was too much pressure and she didn’t want to go to preschool. We laid off for a few weeks and tried to reassure her that if she really needed help her teacher would be there to help. That still didn’t fully satisfy her though.
Last night I sat her down and talked to her about how much fun she was going to have, how much her teachers and the kids where looking forward to seeing her, and how many new toys she was going to get to play with! She had a lot of anxiety about with which resulted in an unrelated meltdown. I was worried.
Even in the morning she was still saying no until I reassured her that I would stay as long as she wanted me too. That fixed everything! Why did I not explain that better in the beginning! Oops. I guess I can’t be perfect all the time. She got excited and walked happily with Jon and I hand in hand!
Marmee stayed home with Sofie while I kept my attention on Livi. Jon had to go to work right away. Livi jumped in with both feet. She hung back close to me for about 30 seconds before taking off her backpack and jacket, switching her shoes and heading off to play. I hung back while she headed straight for the play-dough that was out. She checked back to make sure I was still there a few times but only about 20-30 minutes in I asked her if I could go home and check on Sofie and she said yes! No problem! She waved goodbye from the window and that was it.
When I picked her up, she had stories to tell. She said she had so much fun and that she wanted to go to preschool “again, and again, and again and again!” Yay! I love my big girl. I can’t believe she is in preschool! Where did my baby go! I’m so proud of her though. She is growing up in to such a beautiful little lady 🙂
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She's so grown up! And I think you did just great. I mean, you managed to remove her anxiety in the end, which seems pretty good to me. Some of us never stop being anxious (not that I'm blaming my mother for that, lol).