Hello friends! Today was a BIG day for us. Luca started kindergarten. He's attending a wonderful new school where I know he will learn not only academically but also learn about himself. I've been apprehensive about the new school year beginning because unlike Luca's preschool his new school is not peanut free.
The hardest thing to wrap my head around has been school lunch. Luca has a severe peanut allergy. Antonio and I have watched him like a hawk over the past almost 6 years. Carrying an Epi Pen at all times & thoroughly inspecting everything he ingests. (yes, it's exhausting! we have a rotation of 3 trusted restaurants we exclusively eat at) So I've been dreading the day I would leave him at his new school with the potential danger of peanuts lurking somewhere in his new environment.
His new school has been very accommodating working with us. We have taken all the recommended steps creating an action plan with his allergist for the school. His teachers have prepared for his arrival & made some necessary changes to help ensure his safety. But still...My main concern was lunch time. So, I decided to volunteer to help his class at lunch this year.
Holy, Moly! I did not know what I was in store for today. Adorable, pure chaos helping a group of kindergartners finish lunch in 30 minutes! I was told by the teacher that it gets much easier by the end of the month which made me smile.
It is funny to me that I spend my days (the last 9 years) making art for kids but besides Luca, I really don't spend much time with children.
* Side note: If you are a teacher I have the up most respect for you & what you do!
I think with all my worry around this I may have been a bit of a black cloud around this exciting, new part of his life. I am working on not obsessively worrying. When you love something as much as your child it can be hard to trust that it's all going to be all right. But, I know that is what I need to do.
In parenting I try to remember it isn't about me it's about him & his best interest. This usually sets me back on the right path. (when I'm not being stubborn) Isn't that really what life is all about?
Do you have a child that has special needs that made the transition to kindergarten worrisome to you?
I guess I'm asking for some mommy advice. So please share!