The school registration saga continues.
I contacted the school I had initially wanted our daughter to go to, which was out of our district but close to our daycare and was informed that our daugher’s transfer forms would not be looked at until a minimum of three weeks after the first day of school.
Maybe I could live with that?
She would be the new girl, wouldn’t experience the anxieties, nervousness, and jitters that the other children were on the same day, and wouldn’t know the routines, but she would adjust.
I tried to convince myself.
I asked the school if they thought there would be room.
“We can’t guarantee that, and right now it’s not looking that great.”
So I texted our daycare provider for her imput.
She was empathetic but reminded me that once our daughter became a before and after school kid she wasn’t guaranteed a spot on PA days, snow days, summer holidays, etc. It was the full time kids who had first dibs.
I had forgotten about that.
My heart was in my throat and I was mad texting my husband, friends, and family demanding attention and answers to this series of events.
Call the school in my district, talk to them, see if they offer a before and after school program.. work through this, yo!
So I did just that, and you know what?
They did! They had a before and after school program set up, they walk the little kindergardeners to their classrooms and pick them up at the end of the day, they provide them with activities until their parents come to get them, the offer PA day, Christmas Holiday, March Break, and Summer holiday programs, AND it will save me $450 a month!
Someone pinch me.
Sometimes change is really hard to accept, it blows us away, causes anxiety, throws us over the hill and kicks us in the gut.
But other times?
It’s absolutely wonderful, shows up when you least expect it, and happens at the perfect time!