School Boy

Marcus started pre-school at the Blind Children’s Learning Center this week.  Twice a week from morning until after lunch, he’ll be away from me.  Even though he’s only 2, we thought it would be a good idea to send him so that he can learn from other peers and gain some independence from Mommy, whom he depends on SO much for everything, even though he can do a lot by himself.  He has been doing really well, by God’s grace, and so far, it’s working out!

The first day was kind of hard on the little guy though.  I left the room without him knowing, but after some time, I heard his cry in the halls and my heart shattered into a bazillion pieces.  It also didn’t help to hear Audrey say in the car with the saddest voice ever, “Mommy, I miss Marcus.”

When I went to pick him up, he threw his arms around my neck over and over again and smothered me with kisses.  Then, he wouldn’t let me go.  It was the sweetest thing!  But he had a great first day and he’s already made a bond with the teachers and volunteers.  They said that he did the motions to “If you’re happy and you know it” and showed off his knowledge of the alphabet.

Today, when I picked him up, this is what happened:

Me: (Opening the door with the biggest smile and highest pitched voice)  Marcus, it’s me, Mommy!!!!!!
Marcus: (Turning to see me) Oh, hey mom.  (Turning back to face his OT)  So yeah, Miss Joan, I think it would be great if I put the ball over here…

Uh, I think he’s adjusted.

His OT said that when she saw him in class, he was playing with a little girl and they were babbling with each other as if they were having a full on conversation.  So cute.  I’m so thankful.

Another HUGE reason why we thought putting him in school would be great is so that I can spend some alone time with Audrey.  It’s kind of like redeeming the time I feel she’s had to give away during the 6+ hours of therapy per week we’ve had with Marcus.  Today, she said, “Mom, I like spending time with you.”  My heart melted and I was so thankful for this special time with her.


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