RemyAndSam.com

It’s been 2 years in waiting literally for our 3 year old son to attend kindergarten. He’s been on the waiting list to attend a French/Australian kindergarten since he was 1 years old.

The decision to send him this year to a 3 year old kindergarten and not next year was solely based on when he would be accepted to attend. When the time came for him to go, I started to doubt my decision.

The anticipation and anxieties I had for him attending the kindergarten felt like it was myself starting a new school. All those feelings and questions rushed through my mind as I tossed and turned through a sleepless night. Will he cry non stop? Will they know to take him to the toilet if he doesn’t ask? What if another child hits hit or snatches his toys? Who will be there to watch out for him? Questions after questions streamed through my mind that night.

When his dad finally had him all dressed and packed to go to kindergarten, I couldn’t help but shed a tear or two. This was it, the end of that stage in my life where he stayed home with me. It was sad but just the beginning of his educational life.

When I went to pick him up a couple of hours later, I was happy to see that he was fine and amongst other little 3 year olds eating their morning tea. It was a strange feeling, seeing him part of a larger group of kids for the first time, without his mother or father.

I guess the adjustment to kindergarten hasn’t been as long and hard as I had anticipated. It’s only taken him 3 sessions to know that he is in a safe environment that he can enjoy, that he is dropped off and will be picked up. But I still worry every morning when he’s at kindergarten, I wonder if it will ever stop? Or will I continue to worry when he’s at primary school, then at high school…

Bookmark It

Pregnancy does strange things to your body. Like the leather sofa that caused me so much grief simply because it existed in my lounge room, excreting a smell that so terrified me, that I could no longer be in it’s presence.

Many friends who know me well have been looking at me with suspicion in the last few weeks, that I am pregnant or perhaps I’ve just gained a bit of weight. Too polite to ask, but too curious not to, some have hinted that my weight gain and nausea may be a sign of the morning sickness that I am not quite aware of. To all those out there who don’t know it yet, yes, I am pregnant, 15 weeks actually.

Only this time around, my body just feels worse. The fatigue, the morning sickness (I like to call it, my all day sickness) and the vomiting. It all just feels like it will not get better. But it has and I almost feel normal again. During the worse of it, everything smelt bad. A piece of toast in the toaster smelt like the whole house was burning. Even my 3 year old had a smell.

I felt like a character from ‘Heroes’ who has a power, except my power was smell. I was able to smell things that I’m not sure even a canine can smell. It was overwhelming. I never knew how hard it would be and I now understand those out there (if there are any) who have super powers. For example, I think it would be extremely hard to have a super power that allows you to see through everything or hear everything that people were thinking.

The doctor prescribed me Maxolon and that worked for the first two weeks of the pregnancy but when the nausea and vomiting became too much, it just didn’t do anything for me anymore. I toyed with the idea of getting stronger anti-nausea medication but decided against it because they did not have successful clinical tests done on pregnant women. So I just rode it out, the all day sickness.

For 8 weeks, I lived on granny smith apples, they tasted re-freshing and delicious. Usually, I wouldn’t go near the things! Dried crackers and plain soup. To keep me hydrated, I drank hot water, not luke warm, but hot water, just boiled. As a result, I lost 7% of my normal weight.

Now, at 15 weeks, I ate my first steak in 2 months and it tasted almost as good as it used to. I even ate a bit of roast chicken with coleslaw. Whoo hoo, I’m getting adventurous. Things are looking up and I am even sitting on the leather sofa that smelt so bad, it made me miserable just a few weeks ago.

Bookmark It