We have been preparing V for months, talking about playing with friends in school and him riding a school bus with no Mommy.
Day before kindergarten start we had this conversation…
M: You will go to school tomorrow na.
V: Don’t be sad Mama. You’re a big girl, just cook adobo and wait for Vierte.
And he gave me a big hug and a yummy wet kiss. Writing this now just makes me cry, wasn’t it not just yesterday that I gave birth to a bouncy baby boy.
Books covered and labeled. Uniform washed and ironed. Shoes brushed and socks ready. V all set for school.
I was up at 3:30am definitely excited for V’s school day and by 6am breakfast was ready. Daddy C slowly whispered to him “it’s time to wake up little boy.” We had a bit of a struggle that morning V crying that he wants Mommy to go to school with him. “I don’t have a mommy to embrace me there”
After bath time he was his cheerful self again making sure that his bag was ready. Three of us inside the car off to school. V insisted on pulling his Pocoyo bag all by himself as we walk the school grounds.
There was a mistake on the section written on the admit slip given to us good thing he was not yet settled inside the wrong classroom. V was the second student to arrive in his class as soon as we got him seated he pulled me and whispered “Mama hold my hand.” Teacher seem to notice that he was a bit scared so she gave him a toy to play with and he immediately let go.
Parents were asked to got out of the classroom, V waved his hand “Bye Mama. Bye Daddy” I soo wanted to stay there and peek through the door to check if he’s ok but then we we’re all asked to leave the corridors.
My bana C took the day off to see our son on his first day in school and to keep me company.