I wasn’t able to find time for myself, so as my husband for many days now. We are still not use to with the new schedule of sending Yaseen to Nursery. I’ve just come to realize how unprepared we were to fit this into our lazy morning.
While I am busy with breakfast, packing snacks, checking his school bag and manage to keep the house as organize as I can, my husband is working on getting him ready which is taking forever.
Before we knew it, he was off to nursery. And that was the time I felt the most empty. I forgot how emptiness felt like ever since Yaseen came into our lives. We have never been separated for minutes. Having him attached to me and within my reach make me feel safe and complete. I am not being dramatic but it is not comfortable to cope with loosing him for few hours each days. I used to imagine how it would be if he was at school- whole long hours for myself. I could go shopping, having manicures or spending time in spas somewhere with orchid smell lingered in the air. In stead of those fantastic options, I selected to sit in the car counting every minutes waiting for him to get out of the class. I was told that this was normal and then I would be free from this intense obsessive very soon.
Anyway, back to the school boy, he can’t wait to go to school everyday. There were kids that cried and did not want to be taken away from their parent and to class, but not Yaseen. He is happy and that wicked smiles just never fades away when he reaches school.
We were happy that he’s happy and fitted in until one parent approached us this morning. She walked towards me and said to me something brief with both smile and hesitation. My husband translated those flowing Hindi to me on the spot which she said “Your son liked to play with my daughter a lot. She cried so much but he didn’t cry.” I was confused at first then I realized Yaseen have been attacking new friend at school.
We are still trying to settle in this change, both me and my husband. Yaseen is obviously on it, ahead of us. I am looking forward to enjoying the free times I supposed to be enjoying and do something more productive about it. Maybe I could be able to blog more or getting in serious writing, something I always wanted to do.