Letting go of her..

It is already that time when Amu is starting school - well not really school but play school ( a montessori).
It took me a good two months to digest the fact that she is infact ready to go to School. In the mean time the slot we had for 2 half days in the morning was gone. Frankly, deep down I was happy that I did not have to send her there, until my husband came up with the "brilliant" idea of sending her to School in the afternoon.

My mind tells me she will thrive and blossom out there but my heart aches to let go of my baby!!
I try to hide my tears to show a brave front but this really is a baby. She is just two and half. That's still a baby isn't she?

Being pragmatic does not seem to work. I can't let go of her. When she took her teacher's hand and walked off to her classroom, I felt miserable but was happy at the same time. She did look back to make sure I was still around, that made me very happy.

She has her own world and is taking small steps into it... away from me? I will be waiting for the time when she wants me and will  always be there for her...