We spent most of this past school year planning to have Luke in preschool next year. He was going to go to the same one his brother went to. We filled out the paperwork in Feb. He was accepted. Things were good to go.
The week leading up to the down payment being due, with check in hand, I began to think. There were so many thoughts.
His refusal to potty train. He's getting closer but the stress of that first day of school deadline was weighing heavy.
The fact that baby number 3 is due at the very same time school starts.
The fact that preschool lets out 30 minutes before and half an hour away from where and when TK's school lets out. Which is doable. But the daily schedule would be basically Pat dropping off and picking up all of us from three different locations through the day none of which are even a little bit close to each other. With a newborn. PS, with there being nothing set about my work schedule, it was very plausible that he'd have to be in two places at once on a regular basis. With a newborn.
Then there was the small nothing much to it, but still annoying fact that the boys would be in two different school districts. And while they would share some days off, it was quite possible, they wouldn't even have the same spring break. We could have dealt with that, but it just added to the thought that maybe this wasn't the best of all ideas.
Finally, there was cost. Preschool at the church is expensive. Comparable, to any private preschool, but expensive. And payments were figured out, but it was still weighing heavy on my mind. If cost had been the ONLY hesitation, I would have gotten past it. It's education. But I couldn't see paying so much money for something I was so unsure about.
The day before the check was due, I shared my concerns with Pat, he shared them with mom (who was an important factor) and we decided the best thing to do was hold off. Now,second best, I could have gotten him in the program at TK's school. Not ideal, but better than the nothing he was facing. But simply put, we waited to long. So we decided we would just wait a year.
Fast forward a few months. We get a call from one of the head ladies at the preschool. She was curious why Luke wasn't going to be attending after all. I think we broke her heart. (These ladies have been watching my boys grow up since they were infants.) Pat explained the biggest reason (newborn) and she understood. THEN she informed my husband that if after things settled down we wanted to give it a try, even though it would be the middle of the school year, let her know and she would find Luke a spot. It didn't sound like a maybe, it sounded like just let her know when we are ready. And you know what? THAT might be very doable. It would still be Pat running around all over town with drop offs and pick ups for the 3 of us, but at least it wouldn't involve a newborn.
So it seems we have a plan!
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