They had an opening in May for the Monday-Wednesday-Friday program, but I really can't afford it. And if I feel like I need a third day a week I can always do what I'm doing now, which is take him on a weekend day. So I will wait another month until the Tuesday-Thursday program becomes available. June 22 is his start date. He'll be there 12:30-5:30 which is the perfect timing for me.
Part of me is delighted, but part of me is sort of intimidated, too - this shiz suddenly got real. I have to label things, get him there on time, and be accountable - they can question my parenting; they can tell me what to do. Which scares me, because this is now going to be a lifetime of institutions intruding on our family life. But I think it's going to be great for him - structure, learning, consistent kids to get to know; I bet it'll do wonders for his language skills which are still marginal at best, and they may even help with potty training-!
The timing couldn't be better with my need to be able to work during week days ramping up around that time. And I can - gasp - even get in my pool this summer! So I'm going to enjoy Theo's only immobile year while I can. Then of course I'll go through the whole toddler thing a second time - but this time I won't be spending almost his entire second year pregnant, and then with a newborn. It can only get easier than this. Right?
I feel like June 22 will be the first day of the rest of my life. I made a Facebook post about B's admittance to preschool and a friend of mine commented, "it's kind of like sex. You cry the first couple of times, but then it's awesome." Here's hoping!