He’s beautiful, and I love him so much it overwhelms my heart with joy, worry, love and guilt…because with great power – that is, the power of a parent to influence their child’s life – comes great responsibility. Responsibility and accountability that I never even realised I would feel.
Preschool should be the first and easiest decision to make….but it’s hard. So hard. Did I make the right decision? Will he be happy? Feel safe? Feel abandoned? I’m sure he’s ready. I’m equally sure I’m not.