If I ask Freya to smile now, this is the face I get.
“Who taught you how to pout?” I asked.
“School,” she said.
It’s only week two and already I can see, or rather hear, changes in her.
“That’s int-rest-ing, mummy,” she will say if I point something out.
Then there’s her new favourite word, “actually”. As in “actually, mummy” or ” pink is, actually, my favourite colour”.
We were on our way to the splash park as it was a glorious day on Wednesday last week and she said: “I mustn’t drink the water otherwise I will get gerbils in my tummy.”
“Yes, they will run around in my tummy and make me sick.”
After I had stopped chuckling I said: “Do you mean germs?”
“Actually, mummy, yes, I mean germs.”
It still feels a bit like we have both started new jobs and while I know in a month it will all be ok and it will probably seem like we’ve been doing it forever, there is still some anxiety there at the moment, which is natural and normal.
Week two began with her not wanting to go, which filled me with dread, but there was no crying in class either day so that’s progress. We still had mega meltdowns as soon as she got home though.
It tested my *cough* artistic skills somewhat but thankfully she was able to identify what they all were.
I’ve made a selection of cards that I keep in a box next to the chart. The way we do it, so far, is to open the following day the night before so that she already has in her head what she will be up to. I then reinforce it with a look at the chart in the morning. She seems to like it. It doesn’t work as well at weekends when our plans are a bit more fluid.
Today while she is at nursery I had a plan to actually leave the house and meet a friend for coffee but she was upset yesterday and I just felt like I needed to be close (plus my friend has a nasty cold so I don’t feel too awful about cancelling). Maybe I’ll go out next week. Possibly.
Are you a fan of charts? We tried one for potty training but it didn’t work out very well – and we soon all got bored of it.