The time is finally here. My older daughter starts school today. I have been eagerly waiting for this day for months. One less kid. Half as much crying, half as many problems, half as much cleaning. I couldn’t be more excited for this milestone. I remember how much easier one kid was versus two. Especially on those days when her, and her sister didn’t get along. Those days I would have given anything to have one or both of the kids be with anyone else. But, now that the day is finally here, I don’t want her to go. I don’t want her gone for eight hours, every day.
My daughter has no fear or trepidation at this new challenge. She has been counting down the days. My daughter is so excited it makes me excited. I know she will do great. Briefly, I had the chance to speak with her teacher and I think my daughter will be in great hands. I am being silly and I know that.
What I am worried about is losing the bond we share. For over a year it was just her and I. When she got sick my wife was 8 months pregnant. My daughter’s recovery happened with a newborn in the house that required a lot of my wives attention. We spent a lot of time together. After my wife returned to work it was just me and the kids. We were a unit, always together. Now as my older daughter prepares to go to school I am scared of her not being there. I know how much I am going to miss her.
There is a bright side to all of this. Her sister now has my undivided attention. She and I will get to do all the things her big sister use to do with me. With only one kid it is easier to go to the library or the park. I remember life before I had two and I was much more active. We would go on walks or bike rides. We would got out to lunch, or cuddle up and watch a movie on the couch. We had the chance to bond and I love that.
Once my younger daughter was born all that changed. The girls would fight in the stroller so walks and bike rides were over. We have tried lunch but finding a place that makes both girls happy, and have them sit and eat with out a tantrum is almost impossible. Watching a movie on a rainy day always ended with an argument as to what we would watch and who would sit where.
With my older daughter is at school it will be her sister’s turn. She will be the center of attention not having to share attention with her big sister. We will get to do all of the activities it was too hard to do with two. We get to go for those walks and bike rides. We will have lunches and we will finally get to watch that movie with out a break for a fight. It will be her and I and as much as I am going to miss her sister, I can’t wait.