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School At last

Yes that's our baby gal going to school today 1st February 2012. Its unbelievable but she didn't fuss. We got to school, took her to her class and she moved on, we didn't even say good bye and when we wanted to go back  after clearing with administration, we were told it may be best to leave her. When we got home, I cried in the car, not sure why maybe the thought of leaving baby gal in a new environment. My beloved was supportive and said that I assume we have left her with Yvonne our househelp but you know its different. With Yvonne its been 2 years now and this is new but I understood what he was saying and I appreciated.

I called  school one hour later and they are so excited about her..she isn't crying and I was told to release her and let her be and I have done that. Just wondering whether we will ever have enough of letting go...its hard..first we leave them to return to work after maternity leave, then we leave them with the househelps, then we leave them for school and it goes on and on...but there is grace and we shall take it a day at a time. As of now am looking forward to 2.30p.m. when we shall pick her up. Will post better pictures later.

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Rosemary Teka said…
WOW I am glad she did not cry and the teachers loved her anyway who wouldn't she is so sweet..Go Samara we are so proud of you...to Sly Grace is sufficient and God is watching over her every minute.
Roseamary, thanks so much for the complement and indeed God is watching over her. Day 2 she cried but am sure she will be just fine. Emma told me to give it 2 weeks so am taking it a day at a time.

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