All of the stress and frustration over getting little missy into preschool FINALLY ended this week. We have officially transitioned from early intervention services to preschool. Raya's first day was on Wednesday and she was less than thrilled to get ready for school that morning. She wakes up pretty early every morning so it's not like I had to wake her up or anything. The problem is that you just can't rush this kid. If she's not ready to get dressed, she's not ready to get dressed. If she's not ready for me to give her meds, she's not ready for me to give her meds. We were GOING to have plenty of time to get her to school a few minutes early, but between having to coax her to let me put clothes on her and formula in her belly and another child being slow as molasses to get ready, we barely made it in time.
She was sporting her "Preschool Rocks!" t-shirt and sparkly pink hairbows in her pigtails. (and a randomly placed hot pink teddy bear barrette that she saw on the counter and HAD to put in her hair) So flippin' cute! If only she would have held still long enough for a decent picture. :)
She was excited to hold her new fairy backpack but it may be a while before we can convince her to put it on. I found it amusing that a kid who started wearing a backpack when she was 7 months old made such a big deal about putting on a cute big kid backpack that she actually likes. :)
She starts school a few minutes earlier than the big kids so we all took her to her class and signed her in. All the other kids have been in school since August so they all knew where to go but Raya didn't so I walked her over to the wall where they were lining up. She was pretty excited by then but I don't think she really got what was happening.
She was seriously the cutest little thing ever. Looking at that picture just makes me want to squeeze her. I knew the best thing to do for her was to just say goodbye and walk away so I took a picture, smiled and said goodbye, and walked out the gate without looking back. I was hoping to see her walk into her classroom but I really didn't want her to see me looking at her and make things difficult and by the time I got to the car, they were gone. I didn't cry, by the way. :) Neither did Kaida. She had a permagrin from ear to ear for the next 2.5 hours. It was chilly that morning so after we had walked to the health office to take Raya's emergency kit & another pile of forms to the health aide, we went home and made hot chocolate and toast and watched Polar Express. It was lovely.
Judging by how difficult it was to convince her to let me put socks on her that morning, I didn't expect her to be wearing them when I picked her up. She was, but they were the first thing to go when we walked in the door at home!
I'm happy for her that she has the opportunity to go to preschool. She was SO happy when we picked her up. She was pretty wound up the rest of the afternoon. I had hoped she'd wear herself out and be able to take a nap that afternoon but she was in a state of high alertness the rest of the day. Albeit happy. :)
The plus side of that was that she had a really good eating day. I had really not wanted to send her to school connected to the pump but couldn't make the drastic change in her schedule that it would take for that to happen. Instead of trying to shift her whole schedule though, I decided that it might work to split her morning feed in half and do half before school and half when she got home. It seemed to work out well for her. She didn't go to school with an empty belly and she came home ready to have a snack with Kaida. What she REALLY wanted was Pringles. I offered her a banana. She didn't say no, but she really wanted Pringles. (which, by the way, have wheat AND rice AND a very small amount of milk/dairy in them) I learned something interesting about my girl during that snack time. She likes bananas (or at least doesn't NOT like them) but she HATES to touch them. She doesn't like the sticky, slimy feel of the banana on her fingers. I can't say that I blame her, really. I used the technique we had been using with her last feeding therapist before she discontinued with us where she gets a bite of a motivator food after she takes a bite or two (ideally more) of the goal food. When all was said and done, she had eaten almost half of the banana and probably about 8 or 10 Pringles. I knew it was a little bit of a gamble to let her eat them but I didn't think it would bother her much. The aftermath wasn't terrible but now we know that she really shouldn't eat Pringles anymore either. She seems to be getting more and more sensitive now that we've eliminated things.
Later in the day, she wanted another snack so I offered her applesauce. Normally she refuses to eat it but she ended up eating about 2/3 of the container. Between the banana, applesauce, Pringles and marshmallows she had for her snack at school, she ended up around 200 calories for the day. Mostly sugar, but it was a good day for oral intake. Good day all around, really.
It's bittersweet for me to send her off to school at the very young age of 3. It's sad for me to already have her out of my sight and out of my direct care and to not be a part of her life for 2.5 hours a day, 4 days a week. I know it's the right thing for her and for all of us though, and I'm glad she's in a place where she's cared for. (as long as her tube never comes out while she's there, of course)
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