Scared out of my mind...

Rachel here. So tomorrow Bryan and I are packing our car with Reese and Emma Grace to go across town. To. Look. At. A. Preschool. For. Reese. Can you sense the drama. I literally feel sick to my stomach just typing that. :( The school we're taking a peek at tomorrow is for those that are 3 by Sept. 30, which Reese is not... she missed the cutoff by 11 days... this will be the topic of many fights until we have her in Kindergarten. This particular facility says they do in fact take children who are close to the cutoff if they feel the child is ready. There was another facility in The Burg we were considering, but they don't offer a part time schedule. Since we have the possibility that Reese would be in preschool for 3 years, we'd like to be able to ease her into it. As an educator, this milestone in her life is so special and important to me. I know starting her early will allow her to learn so much before she's even technically in school. I've been able to work with her some here at home, but it's extremely draining to work with her and tend to Emma Grace and the house at the same time. HOWEVER as a parent, I am so sad and so scared of letting her go. Yes, I understand... it's just preschool... not college... BUT this means I'm handing over control of my child for 3 hours twice a week, and frankly I don't like it. :) I'm VERY nervous leaving my children... even if it's with family. My children are very loved, but they are MY (well Bryan's too... hehe) children, and I take pride in how they've turned out thus far. Once they start school, they'll want the newest sneakers, the hottest shirts, and the most up to date electronics. How the hell do you raise children with old school morals and dreams in today's world? Who knows... maybe we'll go tomorrow and completely hate this place, and then I can go on in my happy little family bubble for another year. :)