This September brings a new school year at a new school for both the girls. We’ve moved out of the area that they grew up in and I’m nervous. Is that weird? I’m an introvert by nature and new situations and new places was always a struggle for me growing up. I still have issues in large groups of people that I don’t know. I’ve only gotten better at disguising my discomfort…most of the time. So I worry about the girls and how they will adapt. I have an amazing amount of guilt. I’m slightly depressed by the fact that they will no longer be attending a school that offers French immersion…for numerous reasons. I am still trying to deal with that disappointment. But my biggest concerns are around how they will adapt to the new school. Baby girl is very shy and I wonder if making new friends will cause her a lot of distress. She’s very sensitive…like seriously sensitive. Although Diva girl can be shy, she is also better at being nonchalant which actually attracts people to her quite easily. I’m pretty sure she’s not aware of that superpower right now.
So I’ve made it my goal these past few weeks to talk to them about peer pressure, being the new kid, making friends and bullying. I’m hoping this will at least help to prepare them for any new and unexpected situations they may find themselves in. I try to remember what it felt like for me as a kid and use those experiences to provide them with some insight. I’m not sure they’re paying attention, but I’m hoping something will kick in at the right time.
But then again, they may just surprise me. I’m the one that’s not good with change. Something I’ve come to terms with as I’ve gotten older. But the girls are pretty resilient.
Maybe I’m the one that’s going to need someone to hold my hand on that first day of school.