Remember when we talked about how I barely could manage sending my son to preschool?
Well, a few weeks later after that post, I got a letter saying that we had been rejected from all three of our local schools (including one three blocks away) due to overcrowding.
At first, I wasn’t terribly devastated. The thing is, my oldest son has been in a daycare owned by my mother, in my mother’s home since he was 3 months old. Since my mother was recently retired, she had been teaching him how to read and write.
Unfortunately, my mom still has a life. She takes care of my very ill grandmother and she has several businesses to oversee.
Also, all of the other 4 year olds were gone, so now my boy was around babies and learning nothing new.
We had to find a school quick. The city suggested that we get on waiting lists. We weren’t the only parents in this predicament, the waitlists were pages and pages long for each school.
When I called around asking for availability I got so many “no’s” I could barely keep up. Weeks after all my friends’ children were settled into school, im still calling schools daily, the stress of it all was just too much.
Finally the Department of Education released a list of pre-k schools that might have availability. One on that list was a school that wasn’t too far from my mom and at the very least in the same zip code as all of us.
I filled out the application and he was good to go. Three weeks later after everyone else’s first day, here is his first day photo:
When I introduced him to his teachers, he was so happy to go. He had been excited to go for a long time, but I thought there would be some sort of small struggle…a tear, little arms wrapped around my legs with the first day jitters.
My baby walked in, saw the kids, saw the books– looked back, and said:
Not a hug, no kiss, he didn’t even take off his jacket! He was in Pre-k now.
You guys already know that I love my city. However, living in NYC can have its drawbacks, there simply aren’t enough seats for every 4 year old and it is a shame. Crazy part is, the rat race for kindergarten beginning really soon. So much pressure!
I am so relieved my boy is in a great environment, fairly close to home.
I didn’t cry.