Drop off was HORRIBLE. Well, the whole morning basically sucked. Elliot was VERY “I don’t want to go to school” all morning at home. Never once did he veer from that mentality. He pretty much fought me at every request. Last night we talked through what the schedule of events would be for the morning: eat breakfast, wash hands, put on uniform, then time for a show. When I asked him what was next in his schedule he went off about hating rules and I said “these aren’t rules, Elliot, this is just your schedule of events.” And then he was like “oh” and responded with what the next event was. Sheesh!!
Elliot has complained about his tummy not feeling well EVERY school day, so far. On Friday (first day) I chalked it up to nerves, and he pooped before we left for school that morning. Monday, again, he pooped before we left for school. Yesterday he did not, but today he did. He has been panicky about his tummy “not feeling well” since he thew up two Saturday’s ago … so I don’t know if that paranoia has just stuck in his mind (he got like panic attack level afraid of throwing up like that the following Monday/Tuesday after being sick). OMG, I swear that sick event feels like this horrible event that happened that’s changing the course of personality for your child. Like getting bit by a tick and contracting lyme disease … it’s starting to feel epic if he’s going to be panicked about throwing up all the time.
So about halfway to school he’s earnestly escalating his fears over getting sick. By the time I’m turning into the business park he’s talking about “what happens if I get sick, will people be mad at me?” And I kinda chuckled and said “Actually, if you get sick people tend to be nicer to you because they feel bad for you and know that you don’t feel well.” So he’s going on and on about how I need to take him home and how he doesn’t want to go to school and how he might be sick, etc. I told him that IF he got sick at school they would call me and I would come pick him up … that we weren’t going to stay home because he felt like he MIGHT get sick. Once we get into the parking lot at school I let him get out of his car seat (I’d planned on letting him get unbuckled anyway to kinda speed up the car exit) and come sit in the front passenger seat because I figured he could use some extra love and cuddles. That seemed to go well until the line lady opened the car door to help Elliot out. His arms immediately snapped into a vice grip around my waist and he was panicked and was NOT going to let go. I basically had to pry him loose and the line lady had to pull him out of the car. He didn’t scream or cry, but he was very upset and didn’t want to go. The line lady was as nice as she could be about it and relayed a story about her own kid, but at the end of the day she had to get him out of the car so that the line could progress. He seemed to get it together once he was out of the car, though … just started walking toward the building. He didn’t like crumple on the ground and throw a fit, so that’s good. Of course this is when I started crying.
So he’s basically been hot and cold about a lot of different things school related over the last 2 days. Mostly he hates “all of the rules” though he’s gotten smiley face stickers for both days, which means he has followed the rules and hasn’t broken any … if you break a rule you don’t get a sticker and the # of the rule gets put on your sheet. There’s also some sort of green/yellow/red system of folders AT school and he’s still in the green he tells me. Maybe it’s just the adjustment of structured rules and being afraid to break them and not be “right/good” that’s stressing him? Not much can be done about that, that’s just life. On the way to school today he said he cried at lunch yesterday … but that was the first I heard of that and he didn’t go into too much detail. When I saw him yesterday afternoon (right after pickup) he was in good spirits and told me they learned more about gravity and I said “that’s awesome, you love gravity” he said “actually, I prefer to be weightless.” Which was funny and cool because clearly he gets the concepts. He was all smiles, so I think he’s just having these “in hindsight” moments where he’s remembering things he didn’t like later? Grrr. This putting your children forth into the world themselves is super difficult!!
Has anyone else had a similar experience with their LO's early days of Kindergarten? I assume we're in an adjustment period, but how long does that last (roughly, I know all kids are different)? Just looking for some support and suggestions on how to deal with the transition.
Glad I haven’t gotten a call about a puking child! ;) After I dropped Elliot off and called Mom and cried I told her it’s tough because I really don’t have a good way of checking on him, ya know? I’m connected to everyone else through technology, throughout the day, except for my 5 year old. I kinda get why parents get kids cell phones at young ages … not that I’m even remotely considering that (I’ll just have to adapt) but I kinda get it. It is weird to have access to everyone else, except your most vulnerable family member …