And after a couple of dark posts full of anxiety, let me tell you something funny and for me also moving!
My daughter is four and half and last week graduated from the Montessori school she attended for the last year.
It’s such a happy moment and also confusing.
She’s my fist child.
It seems yesterday she was born and, puff, she’s already four and half and ready for the Junior Infant she’ll start in September. To be honest with you, I am still trying to figure out how to be a mum.
Part of me is in awe, but part of me is trying to pin my feet on the ground and to slow down this rush. “Hold on, hold on! This is going so much fast!”
It seems that as soon as I manage to grasp a detail, immediately after I have a new challenge in front of me.
I’m so happy I managed to take the day off and attend to the play and graduation.
There must be something very wrong with my hormones still, because I had a knot in my throat since I entered the crèche. We were accommodated in the room the kids usually use for their lessons that was prepared to function as small theatre.
There were three houses made of cardboard and on the background a forest made of the same material. On the shelf on the right hand-side of the room the graduation hats and folder were sitting.
Everything was so exciting.
Then the kids were brought in and started with their play.
Maya was the white wolf in the “The three little pigs” and I have to say she’s not shy at all, screaming all her lines.
It was so nice to watch her and attend to this event, I feel moved even now, writing about it. Yeah, there must be something wrong with me!
After “The three little pigs” and “Goldilocks and the three bears” plays the kids wore their graduation T-shirt and hats and were put in line for the pictures.
The nice and proud sensation it gave me!
After the graduation we went home and I prepared, under request, a huge plate of lasagne! Best way to celebrate my little one!
Thanks for reading, and for bearing with me!
I know that sometimes this “celebrating my kids because I’m very proud of them” may sound annoying, but I have to do it this time.
Mostly this was also a novelty as I don’t remember we had something like this in Italy, at least when I attended the Montessori.
So what do you think? Where do you connect from? How does it work there?
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