Today is the 1st day he's going to be all alone. The "solo" period of 2 hrs yesterday has its effect this morning. Thaddeus dint even wanna get out of the bed. You'll have to peel him off the bed and walking out of the room was another challenge.
"I want there, there, there" he said pointing the room, shouting with tears flowing from the eyes rapidly.
He was wailing when I said goodbye and papa took him out. I'm sort of prepared that my child will cry his 4 hrs there. All four hours.
We're prepared for the ordeal this morning, teacher Eunice told us that he'll get more defensive bcos of hus' disappearance half way thru school yesterday. Bcos of how she has prepared us, I so trust my child with her...
Thaddeus is also trying to develop a trust with his teachers; I can see he's one that doesn't trust easily due to his cautious character. Dear God, please help him feel better.
1.30pm
I must thank God for this. I went to pick Thad up at 11am, nobody was crying. Teachers were saying the kids are having lunch. I had time to chat to a grandma of Thad's class mate, Jeremiah. She said when she sent jeremiah in this morning at 8.30am, Thad wasn't crying. The teacher was changing him, he just poo-ed.
Then teacher sam, Thad's form teacher, said she came in at 10am and Thad wasn't crying. He even participated in the craft activities. I was overjoyed. It felt like the heavens opened and there were gold coins raining over me.
Then I saw little Thad walking towards the door with his bag on his back and wearing a sweeter-than-ever smile and mouthed "mummy"; while I bent down to hug him.
We walked out of school and I handed him 2 candies as promised and proud mummy even took him to west coast plaza pasta mania for his favourite banana pizza.
I feel as though I can reward him the whole day...
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