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.” Â 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.” Â 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.










