I’m full of anxiety and fear today. I feel like I’m throwing my kid in the middle of a lake with no lifejacket. I hurt for him. What if he hates it? What if he doesn’t want to do it? What if he cries and cries and I have to leave him in that place and hope that he wil calm down.
Will I even be able to leave him there? Or will I stand by the door until the tantrum subsides. I’m betting on the latter. I’m just so very freaked out about this.
And so what if I’m overreacting, I’m a parent. That’s what we do, and then we make fun of the other parents that freak out. And one day I will too.
