Have always waited for the next new experience with my little daughter whether it is speaking or crawling or eating independently. Plenty of time I s pent with her lying on sofa, cuddling her, watching her sparkling eyes innocent face, tiny hands, smiles everything seemed to be so heavenly. I passed through the experience of giving her birth, feeding her, bathing her, soothing her cries, her first step, her first flu, her first fall and so on… and the day I was eagerly waiting for was my daughter’s first day to school.
Though I was preparing mentally for school the last six months, I still was very anxious unlike my daughter who was excited and happy, looking forward to the big day. When I dropped her to school, I expected her to be a little nervous on seeing unfamiliar faces for the first time. But on the contrary, she left my hand as soon as she entered the class.” oh dear “ my heart ached.