|C on "our" beach|
C had a particularly difficult departure from Dublin - lots of tears and crying, which translated to lots of frustration and stressing on the part of her parents (and lots of bewildered and annoyed looks from fellow travellers, which only infuriated me more). She clearly knew we were leaving her grandparents, aunts and uncles for a while and I think all the change over the last couple of months has been very difficult for her to process. Our almost month-long visit in Ireland was wonderful, but also very difficult in that C didn't settle into any semblance of her routine the entire time we were there. We began to worry that it was a change in her routine that would stick, but since we've been here, in our own new house, and she has her own room with her familiar bedding and toys, thankfully things have been much better.
|C in her other uniform option. But she's a skirt girl, all the way.|
Thankfully, after the first week things have improved - some days she is so excited after her "such fun day at school, Mama", other days she says "but I don't like my school". This morning, she looked at me very seriously and said "I'm not going to say 'I don't like my school'. I'm not going to say that, Mummy". I was very proud of my big girl! I know I'm not the only mother out there who has had their heart broken when their child is distraught about going to school, but nothing quite prepares you for it when it actually happens.
Emotional milestones aside, it really does feel like paradise here. We are so lucky and blessed. We love it here so far. Especially C: